03x13 - Robin Hoodwinked/Serengeti Western

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♪ Hakuna matata ♪

♪ what a wonderful phrase ♪

♪ hakuna matata ♪

♪ ain't no passing craze ♪

♪ it means no worries ♪

♪ for the rest of your days ♪

♪ it's our problem-free ♪

♪ philosophy ♪

♪ hakuna matata ♪

♪ yeah! ♪

♪ Hakuna matata! ♪

♪ Timon and Pumbaa! ♪

♪ Hakuna matata! ♪

♪ It means no worries ♪

♪ for the rest of your days ♪

♪ it's our problem-free ♪

♪ philosophy ♪

♪ hakuna matata ♪

♪ Timon and Pumbaa ♪

Alright, Pumbaa,
we've got them! Now!

Darn rocks.

We've been at this all day, and
what do we have to show for it?

A pile of stupid rocks.

I think they look pretty,
Timon, all sparkly and golden.

Pumbaa, sometimes I think
you got rocks in your head.

If you can't eat them,
what good are they?

Where did that come from?

Yipe!

I shot an arrow into the air,
though it lands I know not where,

but methinks gold be there.

Aha!

Hey! What's the big idea?

I am claim-jumper
quint, king of Rottingham.

I claim these precious
stones in the name of myself.

Fine. Take them.

See if we care.

You can't just let
me get away with it.

You're depriving me of my opportunity
to gloat and lord it over you.

Why, this is
gold! It's valuable.

I can buy houses
and cars with it.

Well, that's nice. Bye-bye, now.

See you.

If only you could buy
bugs with those rocks.

Oh, that would be
different, eh, Timon?

Yeah. In our dreams.

You can buy bugs with it!

Enough bugs to stuff
and mount the two of you

a thousand times over.

Okay, your royal heinie,
thanks for dropping by,

but you're going to have to find
your own rocks somewhere else.

Us animals were here first.

Well, knave, I was here second, and
like I said, I claim this land for me.

I am claim-jumper
quint, king of Rottingham.

I hereby evict you.

Hey, just what are all us
forest animals supposed to do?

Frolic, play, sing a
song, then scamper away.

Let me assist you.

That rotten king of Rottingham

just kicked us out like
he owned the place.

We should have made
him show us a receipt.

If only there was somebody
who could Rob from the rich

and give back
to the poor like...

Robin hood!

Robin who?

Robin hood and his
merry friend little John.

They used their amazing
skills with bow and arrow

to defeat the evil king.

That's it!

Pumbaa, I am a genius!

I will become the legendary...
Uh, what's his name?

Robin hood!

Yeah, and you will be my
merry sidekick little hog.

Now, what did old
what's-his-name look like?

Robin hood looked like this.

Hold that thought.

Yea, merrily, my
merry little hog.

Let us toil forth and take
back what was once ours

to bestow upon those
who haveth it not.

You mean we'll Rob from the rich
king and give to the poor animals?

That's what I said.

But I'm thinking, how about
we just give to ourselves?

Timon!

Sheesh! You're not
being very merry.

Ouch!

I think thy wind
doth spoil my aim.

Tally-h*!

Ooh! That's going
to leave a Mark.

Are you sure about this?

It's a catapult, right?

Should have used heavier cats.

Not again.

It's hard to stay merry when I
keep getting shot in the tuchus.

All right, then.

It looks like we get the
gold the old-fashioned way.

Good day, my lass. A
fetching damsel like you

should be careful
in these woods.

'Tis filled with
robbers and thieves.

Ooh, you meaneth like those
nasty knaves over yonder.

Fear not, for I, quint,
shall protect you, my lady.

Nothing gets by me.

So, what's a big strong king
like you doing in a forest like this?

I am on my way to Rottingham,

but I am smitten by
your playful nature.

Mayhaps we could
continue the game.

Methinks not! Run, Pumbaa, run!

What?

Halt! Come back
here with my gold!

Here you are.
Plenty for everyone.

Look at them!

Aah! They don't know
the value of this stuff!

They could buy condos in
Miami with what they've eaten!

Pumbaa, do you know how
many bugs we could have bought

with what you're throwing away?

Come on, Timon.
It's called giving.

It makes you feel
all warm and fuzzy.

Try it.

Do we have to?

Hmm, and they still
have no place to live.

Okay, maid Marian,
that's enough. Thanks.

Timon, the king of Rottingham will
just have to give back their homes.

You dare challenge me?

Aye.

You won't get your gold back
unless you accept my challenge.

A contest, then.
Winner takes all.

The land, the gold... And...

What's behind curtain number 3.

Last one on the log wins.

h*! Hah! I win.

The next contest is fencing.

I am victorious!
Ha ha! We are tied.

For the final contest,
I choose archery.

Are you sure you wouldn't
want to make it dodge ball?

Nonsense! I am the greatest
Archer in all the forest!

But, Timon, I keep
getting shot in the tuchus!

So, let's say we make this last
event a little more interesting, hmm?

Too tight?

Just a little.

Good.

Oh!

Aah!

Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip,
hooray! Hip, hip, hooray!

I daresay we have
another tie, kingy, old boy.

Flip you for it?

Oh, all right.
Call it in the air.

Tails!

It's heads.

I win.

Now give me my gold!

But first, I must see what's
behind curtain number 3.

Nothing? Cheated!

I wanteth what's coming to me!

All right. You asketh for it!

Isn't this great, Timon?

The evil king is vanquished, the
animals have their homes back,

and methinks your aim
doth improve, o furry little one!

Oh! Ow!

Yi!

Hey, Timon?

Please don't speak to me.

Unless that big mouth of yours
is going to offer up an apology.

Okay, I'm sorry!

Sorry I let you get me into
this! This is your fault, Timon!

My fault? Who said, "gee, Timon,

it sure is going to be
fun visiting the old west!"

Well, it was fun! At first...

Gee, Timon! It sure is going
to be fun visiting the old west!

Think about it. Town
socials, square dances, and...

Shootouts!

Ow!

Oh, yeah! We're
going to own that town!

Ptui!

Ptui!

My eye!

Ooh! Sorry, ma'am!

Got any threes?

Dang!

Pumbaa, we own this town!

The people here
do seem to like us

no, really! This is the deed to
the town! We won it playing cards!

Hey, there, pilgrim. You
mind shutting the door?

You're letting in a draft!

Who runs this town?

Don't look at me. I'm
just here for the Turkey.

Who wants to know?

Mad dog McGraw and my posse.

Billy the goat.

And 3-fingered jackalope.

Well, I, uh, own the town,
but Pumbaa here runs it!

What a pretty star!
Thanks, Timon!

This town ain't big
enough for the three of us

tomorrow, high
noon, we finish it.

Mr. Timon! Mr. Pumbaa!

You got to catch mad dog. Why,
he's... he's terrorizing the town!

Well, you heard the man, Pumbaa.

As moral and socially
responsible community leaders,

there's only one
course of action.

Ditch this town
like a hot potato!

And the next item
up for bids... the town!

Let's start the
opening bid at $100.

$50!

How about two shiny pennies?

I'll throw in my tickle-me-Pumbaa
doll, not yet available in stores.

- Coochie-coochie!
- Burp!

I'll see your 5 cents,
and raise you...

The town!

Come back here, you
Lily-livers! We're bluffing!

It's no use, Timon. We're
never going to get rid of this town!

You're right, Pumbaa.

As much as I hate to say it,

there's only one honorable
thing left for us to do.

Taking the train out of town,
never to be heard from again?

What a great idea, Timon!

Nobody move!

This here's a holdup.

You know, Pumbaa,

maybe we should catch mad dog.

Because it's the
noble thing to do?

No, because there's
a 1,000 buck reward!

The only way to catch mad dog

is to find out how he operates
and pinpoint a weakness.

Follow my lead.

You gentlemen call this loot?

I call it a henhouse, because
all I see is chicken feed.

Who are you and
do you want to live?

I am Carlito Bandito, the
baddest bandit in all the west-ito!

And this is my
ruthless partner...

Steve!

You know where
there's more loot?

Do I! But, uh, maybe we can talk
about it some place more private, huh?

Like your secret lair?

Take them blindfolds off.
I'm going to get me a snack.

I'll take the goat.

You find out what you
can from the jackalope.

Gotcha!

So, Billy the goat, you seen
any good t.V. Lately, huh?

Anything from the jackalope?

I'm sensing he has unresolved
conflict with his mother.

I mean about mad dog!

Nothing like that.

You idiots bought bananas?

I told you I'm
allergic to bananas!

Hurry, Pumbaa!
He'll be back any...

Now what are you two
a-whispering about?

Holdups.

Gardening.

Pumbaa, you count to 3,

then we'll jump into the
river and swim to safety.

- Ready?
- Okay!

One

- two.
- Two,

three.

Aah! You'll never catch us!

So they caught us. No
point in arguing about it.

We're alive, Pumbaa!

Are you sure? Because
I see a big bright light.

That's the sun.

You know, Pumbaa,
we survived for a reason.

And that reason is to hunt down mad
dog, lock him up, and save the town.

But how can we find him?

What time is it?

Timon, you're not really
going to fight mad dog, are you?

Pumbaa, Pumbaa,
Pumbaa. Mad dog's all image.

Why, my little finger is
more ruthless than he is.

Anybody who fights mad
dog has got to be plumb...

The time is 12:00
and zero seconds.

Draw!

Aah! No! No, not
bananas! I'm allergic!

No! No, not bananas!

Initiate banana warfare!

Not bananas!

I'm allergic to bananas!

Smile!

Perfect!

No! No, not bananas!

Oh, I knew I shouldn't
have left the castle!

Bananas!

You caught me. You win.

We did it, Pumbaa!

We captured mad dog
and saved the town!

We sure did, Timon!

Let's get them!

Clean-up, aisle 6!