02x06 - Catch Me if You Kenya/Scent of the South

[bunniefuu]

♪ 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 ♪

Pumbaa, why are you making
that super-sad frowny face at me?

'Cause I can't get
to sleep, Timon.

Tell me a bedtime
story. Pleeeease!

Once upon a time
there was a meerkat who

was very tired and
wanted to fall asleep

and be left alone by his insomniac
warthog friend. The end. Good night!

That wasn't a real story, Timon.

I want you to read
me a real story

from my little book
of warthog fairy tales.

Uhh! I'd hate to
see the big book.

There's meerkats in 'em, too!

Okay, okay, alright,
I'll read ya a story.

"Once upon a time

there was a happy-go-lucky
meerkat and a hard-working warthog."

If there's one thing a happy-go-lucky
meerkat likes to do, it's...

Limbo!

Hey, hard-working warthog!

Care to join me for
some limbo fun in the sun?

Thank you for the kind
invitation, happy-go-lucky meerkat,

but I must decline,
for only diligent labor

will provide the
adequate food stores

that will sustain me through
the harsh, cold winter.

I have no idea what you just
said, but I know it's a waste of time.

Limbo!

♪ Everybody limbo, hey! ♪

♪ Everybody limbo, hey! ♪

♪ Everybody limbo,
whoo-hoo-haa! ♪

Ah, ha ha!

That's one mook of a
warthog, huh, Pumbaa?

It's not over, Timon. Keep
reading! Keep reading!

Hey, Mr. All-work-and-no-play!

All that work makes you one
dull warthog, and I mean boring!

B-o-r-ing!

Silly meerkat. All that work
will give me plenty to eat

when the harsh,
cold winter comes.

Hah! In a pig's eye!

"In a pig's eye."

What a comeback! Ooh, I
gotta remember that one.

But there's more. Keep reading!
Keep reading! Keep reading!

"And when the harsh,
cold winter came,

the warthog was happy and
warm and had plenty to eat,

while the meerkat was freezing
cold and starved to death.

And the moral of this story is,
prepare for days of necessity

like the hard-working
and wise warthog,

or you'll end up like the lazy,
silly, starving-to-death meerkat."

P.u.! That stinks!

Sorry.

Not you, Pumbaa, the story.

I thought it was a great story,
and I'm not even sleepy yet at all!

And I know a really
good, even-better one, too,

even better than the last one!

"Once upon a time, there was a
quaint little house in the woods."

What's "quaint" mean?

It means put a lid
on it, I'm reading!

As I was saying,

"one day, when no one was home,

a curious little meerkat
named goldi meerkat locks,

stole a peek
through the window."

Yeah, boy!

Whoo-aah!

These bugs are too hot!

Oh, well.

Eeyaah!

These bugs are too cold.

Oh, well.

Ooh! Dessert!

Oops! I'm not in this story.

Somebody ate all my bugs.

Somebody ate all my bugs.

Somebody ate all my bugs,

and I'll bet it was that
stinkin' meerkat over there!

Hey, you mind keepin' it
down? I'm digesting over here!

Stinkin' meerkat rat fink!

Oh, you mean,
this is your house?

- Don't speak to the victims.
- Haven't you done enough?

Yeah. This is their house.

But you're going
to the big house.

Not the medium-size house.

Not the wee, little house.

- But the big house.
- Yeah.

Noooooo!

"And the moral
of the story is...

Honor family values like
the exemplary warthogs,

or you'll end up in jail

like the no-good,
criminal, low-life meerkat."

Yay! Oh, what a great story!

Pumbaa, please.

You just keep picking one
big stinking story after another.

And I'm still not even sleepy.

Fine! Then let me
pick the story this time.

Alright, let's see here.

"How the wise old warthog
saved the naive little meerkat

from his own foolishness."

"The good warthog who taught
the bad meerkat a painful lesson."

"The dumb meerkat fable."

"The stupid meerkat story."

"The ugly meerkat tale."

"The dumb, stupid,
and ugly meerkat."

Aaaah! These all stink!

I'm still not sleepy.

Oooooohhhh!

Why, uh...

Ooh! Here's one, Pumbaa!
Yeah, right here at the very end.

Oh, I bet ya never
heard this story before,

but it sure looks
like a good one.

Oh, boy! Tell me,
tell me, tell me!

Once upon a... eh... a time!

Yeah? Yeah?

Okay, okay, okay! I got it now.

Once upon a time...

At the top of a mile-high
mountain of gold and jewels,

there was a handsome,
brave, and smart meerkat king

named king... uh... timmin.

Gee, Timon, that
sounds like your name.

Are you sure you're
not just making this up?

No! I'm not making it up. See?

Huh... So, uh...
and then one day,

when king timmin was having
tea with the sun and the moon,

his kingdom was attacked by
a ferocious, fire-breathing, uh...

Wartdragon!

I'm a ferocious,
fire-breathing wartdragon.

Oh! Solar plexus!

We are doomed!

And all the world
will be in darkness!

Fear not! As usual,

I, handsome, brave,
smart king timmin

will save my kingdom!

The kingdom is saved!

Let there be light!

Long live king timmin!

But that's not the only
evil... Warthog monster thing

king timmin had
to conquer, no sir!

Why, uh... why, he, uh...

He saved little red riding
hood from that wicked old,

grandma-impersonating warthog!

Oh! Oh! And then,
he, uh... he, uh...

He got rid of that mean
old rumple-wartskin!

Uhh!

And thanks to king
timmin, the, uh...

The wicked warthog of the
west was all washed up! Ha ha!

And, boy, howdy! You should've
seen king timmin knock the stuffin'

right outta that evil,
rotten warthog genie.

And even the, uh...

The savage warthog
giant didn't stand a chance.

♪ Yodel-ay-Dee-hoo! ♪

And then the entire world
was so grateful to king timmin

for getting rid of all
the bad, terrible, grisly,

cold-hearted, repulsive
warthog monsters,

that they gave him lots
and lots and lots of awards.

He won a purple heart,
a red badge of courage,

and the, uh... the blue
Chip stamp of approval,

and lots of other shiny things
that said how great he was.

And the moral
of that story is...

That it's much better to be
a meerkat than a warthog,

'cause meerkats are
smart, handsome, brave,

usually some type
of king or something,

and get tons and
tons of awards for

wiping out the warthogs
that nobody likes.

Now, that's a story,
right, Pumbaa?

Pumbaa?

Gopher!

Zazu, sir, I was just reorganizing
as per your orders, sir.

Well, UN-reorganize,
immediately!

The inspector will
be here tomorrow.

If he saw this mess,
I'd lose my job.

But, Zazu, sir, that
calendar's not been changed.

Aah!

- Aah!
- Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

We've got to
clean this place up.

Whew.

But, Zazu, sir, the
inspector is already here.

What? Where?

Ahem. In there.

Aaarrg!

Inspector?

♪ Inspector ♪

Grrr.

♪ Yodel-lay-ee-hoo ♪

Inspector. Oh, I'm so sorry.

It's all gopher's fault.
Blame him, if anyone.

Was the bottom of the
trash can adequately clean?

Your housekeeping
doesn't concern me, Zazu.

It's your record keeping
which I find atrocious.

My record keeping?

Poppycock!

I keep meticulously accurate
records of everything in the jungle.

If only I could find them.

Your official tally of the number of
animals in the jungle is off by one.

Need I remind you that I come from
a long line of jungle administrators

and none... none... Have
ever been off by one.

Then how do you explain this.

Uh-oh.

I'm off by one.

Not only that,

you're fired.

I'm putting the
gopher in charge.

Cha!

I'll show him.

I'll simply recount
all the animals.

Come on, fall in. I've
got to count you all.

Ouch! Oh, that's one.

Ouch! Ouch! Two, three.

Ouch!

Whoa!

Wha-what?-what?!

Waah!

The bunnies!

Six, eight, carry the one.





Divided by five.

Off by one.

Off by one.

Whew.

Off by one.

Off by one. Off by one.

Off by one.

Off by one.

Off by one.

Off by one.

Off by one.

Off by one.

Oh, good.

Rafiki.

If there's one thing I
don't need right now,

it's an addlepated baboon.

Ouch!

I may be a baboon,

but I know how you
can get your job back.

You simply have to find the
one animal you forgot count.

Gee, I never would
have thought of that.

Um, I don't suppose

you know which one
animal I missed exactly?

Sure do.

Bye.

Wait!

Over here.

Look.

There is your answer.

Simba?

Oops.

Silly me.

Wrong pool.

Now look.

But... But that's me.

Correct.

I forgot to count myself.

I did! I did forget
to count myself!

Now, go!

Go, you silly bird! Go! Be free!

Go count yourself
and get your job back!

Elevated elephants?

Geranium giraffes?

Flying fishes?

Who is responsible for this?

Oh, yes. I'd forgotten.

Gopher, you are the most
incompetent jungle administrator

I've ever had the
misfortune to see!

Um, well, jungle administrator
is an awfully difficult job

for one animal to do, sir.

That's right.

It is a difficult job
for one animal to do.

That's why there are
always two animals.

One, the jungle administrator.

And, two, the lowly,
unappreciated assistant.

Inspector, here is the revised
number-of-animals-in-the-jungle list.

Yes. Highly organized.
Perfectly accurate.

Oh, Zazu, please, please come
back and work here again. I beg you.

Oh, I know I was
a short-sighted fool

to have fired you
in the first place.

As you wish.

Gopher, sir.

Lowly, unappreciated
assistant Zazu reporting for duty.

Very good.

It's a living.