02x18 - Monster Massachusetts/Handle with Caribbean

[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, keep going.

Are you absotively sure

we should follow the
bugs into that tree, Timon?

It could be not safe in there.

Pumbaa, stop bein' paranoid, or
a pair of bugs is gonna get away.

Huh?

- Ohhh!
- Ohhh!

- Ooh!
- Ooh!

Aah!

I told you it was not
safe in here, Timon!

I told you! I told
you! I told you!

Hakuna matata, Pumbaa. We're
as safe as two peas in a pod.

Aah!

We're gonna die! We're
gonna die! We're gonna die!

Abandon ship!

Abandon ship! Women,
children, and meerkats first!

Aah!

Where are we?

I'll tell you where you are...
boss beaver's lumber mill.

The reason it is called
boss beaver's lumber mill

is that I am boss beaver
and this is my lumber mill.

And here at my lumber
mill, I have a motto...

Safetly first!

Well, I'm Timon, and
this is my pal Pumbaa.

And we have our own motto...

Hakuna matata!

And it means we don't
care about your motto.

So outta the way.

You two have violated


Unsafe loitering in an
unofficial tree without a seat belt,

unlicensed growth of unregistered
tusks, and screaming at a high volume

without a proper screaming-at-
a-high-volume permit!

We were screaming at high volume
because we were almost k*lled!


can lead to an unsafe workplace!

Please deposit 46
pennies in the safety jar.

Huh?

Safety regulations stipulate one
penny must be paid for each violation.

Therefore you must
deposit 46 pennies.

Well. We don't got
no stinkin' pennies.

What are you gonna do,

put us to work until
we've earned them?

Remember... safety first!

Come on. Let's get this contraption
started so we can get outta here.

Don't you think we should
read the instructions first?

After all... safety first.

Instructions are for mooks.

It's obvious.

You just push this big
button labeled "start."

"Number I do not push
the big button labeled start."

Huh?

Violation 47.

"99 always wash your hands
before returning to work.

"And finally, number 100.

You may now push the
big button labeled start..."

Yeah, boy.

"Making sure that you are
standing on the right side of the line."

Line?

Violation 48!

You don't need my help, Pumbaa,

so I think I'll just saw
some logs of my own.

Ah.

But, Timon! Sleeping
on the job is unsafe!

Quiet, Pumbaaaaaa!

Ooh. Ooh! Aah!
Eee! Ooh! Aah! Eee!

Violation 49.



There you have it.

You paid us, and we paid you.

And look. One penny left.

Timon and Pumbaa, you
may now vacate the premises.

And don't ever let me catch
you being unsafe again!

Come on. Let's get outta here.

Hey, let's take the fire
escape. It'll be faster.

That's not the fire
escape! That's the furnace!

You just let the fire escape!

What?

We can't let boss
beaver find out.

But, Timon, fire is a dangerous,
unsafe, and flammable thing!

We gotta do something!

We'll hide it.

Whew.

Timon, look!

Yike!

Timon, look again!

Yipe!

Timon, look again again!

- Yaahh!
- Yaahh!

Timon!

Help!

Get me... off
this... firecracker!

Timon... uhh!

Now, keep it quiet, Pumbaa,

before boss beaver
blasts out of his office

and screams, "what's
goin' on out here?"

What's goin' on out here?

Nothing.

This looks like fireworks!

Hoo hoo! What fireworks?
I don't see any fireworks.

Do you see any
fireworks, Pumbaa?

Nope. No fireworks exploding
around combustible dry timber out here!

That's for sure.

See? I told you
there's no fireworks.

You must need
glasses. Here you go.

And here's your beach
towel and your suntan lotion

and your turtle floatie,
enjoy your vacation.

- Timon, watch out!
- Huh?

Wha... aah! Waah!

Ah! Ahh! Yaah! Aah!

Whahh! Aah! Ahh!

Yeow!

Ooh! Aah! Ow! Aah!

Ooh!

Ah.

- Ah.
- Spectacular.

We're in trouble.

Help! Help!

Help me. Help!

Help!

Well, we had a hot time
in the old mill today, boy.

A... hee...

And the fire doesn't even look
that bad from out here, either.

Ooh.

My lumber mill!

My very safe lumber mill!

How could this happen?

To tell you the truth, boss
beaver, the fire was all my fault,

and I am truly sorry.

And today, I, Timon, have
learned my lesson about safety.

Here's my penny.

Empty.

Nothin'.

All gone.

Outta luck. Nothin'.

Ooh!

Duhhuh! Yuck!

How long has this
stuff been in here?

Eww!

Pumbaa, here it is,
bestest best friend day,

and we have nothing left to eat

and no money to buy ourselves
a bestest best friend day feast.

Maybe we should sell our cow.

Moo.

I knew having a cow around
wouldn't be such a bad idea.

♪ I just can't wait
to eat some bugs ♪

♪ just can't wait
to eat some bugs ♪

♪ big white-uh potato bugs ♪

♪ wash them down
with water bugs ♪

♪ just can't wait
to eat some bugs ♪

♪ just can't wait
to eat some bugs ♪

♪ digest tons of ladybugs ♪

♪ finished off with mealybugs ♪

♪ and then ♪

♪ I'll have some grubs ♪

♪ I found beneath the shrubs ♪

♪ stuff my face full of slugs ♪

♪ dessert will be more bugs ♪

♪ yes, I said be more bugs ♪

♪ that's right, I'll
eat more bugs! ♪

♪ I'm fond of giving hugs! ♪

♪ It's time for eating bugs! ♪

♪ Yeh deh deh deh-deh deh-deh ♪

♪ yeh deh deh deh-deh deh-deh ♪

Timon, Timon, Timon, I'm back!

And, oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy,

do I have a big surprise!

What is it? What is it?

It's... These!

You spent all our cow money
on three... measly... bugs?

Not just any bugs, Timon.

Magic bugs!

At least that's what
the man told me.

And just where is this man now?

I don't know,
but wherever it is,

it must be a funny place because
after he took all our money,

he walked away laughing.

Aren't you gonna say,
"good job, Pumbaa"? Huh?

Pumbaa, the only thing
magical about these inedible bugs

is how they just made
our feast disappear!

You mean I didn't do a good job?

No. You did not do a good job.

Starving, starving,
starving, starving.

Starving, starving,
starving, starving.

Magical, magical,
magical, magical.

Magical, magical,
magical, magical.

Shoo.

Hey. Shoo! Go
on. Get outta here.

There's nothing
wrong with the plane.

There's nothing
wrong with the plane.

There's nothing
wrong with the plane.

There's nothing
wrong with the plane.

There's nothing wrong
with the space shuttle.

There's nothing wrong
with the space shuttle.

There you are, Timon.

I told you they were
magical-type bugs, with magic!

I tell you, there's an
explanation for all of this.

Like what?

Like, eh... I'm dreamin'.

Yeah. I'm dreamin' a really weird
dream because I'm so starved

because you ruined our
bestest best friend day feast.

And what makes you
think this is a dream?

Because only I
could dream up that!

Wow! Look at the
size of that bug!

What a feast he'll make!

Now aren't you gonna say, "good
job, Pumbaa"? Huh? Aren't you?

I'll say "good job" when
you've done a good job.

Now, come on! Let's
get goin' before I wake up.

- Uh-oh.
- What do you mean, "uh-oh"?

There's too many steps,

and they're too big, and
there's too many of 'em.

Come on, come on, come on.

What an amazing,
magical, magic bug mansion!

Stop it with the magic talk!

You know, Timon,

I think you're not meerkat
enough to admit you were wrong

and say to me,
"good job, Pumbaa."

Don't talk to me
like that in my dream.

Now, when the big bug I
dreamed up opens the door,

we grab him, ready?

I still think they were magic bugs and
you should say, "good job, Pumbaa."

Shut up.

Get ready...

Feast!

Uh, Timon.

Timon, I thought we were
supposed to eat the bug,

not backwards and the other
way around, like what's happening.

No worries, Pumbaa.

I'm sure I'll be waking up from
my dream any second now.

Any second I'll wake up.

Yep, I'll be wakin'
up any second.

Any second, now.

Uh, Timon, now
that we're the entrée,

don't you think you should just
admit I was right and you were wrong,

before we get eaten?

- Yiii!
- Yipes!

Pumbaa. Pumbaa! What's so funny?

A pie in the face!

- A pie...
- ugh.

Come on!

Be quiet.

What is wrong with you?

I was just thinking about
that pie in the face, again!

A pie in the face!

We'll never make
it down in time!

But it doesn't matter anyway
because this is all just a dream.

It's a dream! It's a dream!

It's not a dream,
Timon, and you know it!

Now, are you gonna say,
"good job, Pumbaa," or not?

- No!
- D'oh!

There. You see? Safe and sound.

Nothing to worry about.

Hakuna matata.

Uh... oh... Oh! Oy!

What a dream.

Mmm! Somethin' sure smells good!

Morning, Timon!

Happy bestest
best friend day feast!

Good job, Pumbaa.