100 Best The Lion King Quotes

Adult Simba: Man, I'm stuffed.
Pumbaa: Me, too. I ate like a pig.
Adult Simba: Pumbaa, you *are* a pig.

Scar: [bellowing] Sarabiiiii!
[echoes and reechoes; we soon see Sarabi walking through the pack of hyenas, trying to snap at her; Simba looks on as Sarabi approaches]
Sarabi: Yes, Scar?
Scar: Where is your hunting party? They're not doing their job.
Sarabi: Scar, there is no food. The herds have moved on.
Scar: No! You're just not looking hard enough.
Sarabi: It's over. There is nothing left. We have only one choice. We *must* leave Pride Rock.
Scar: We're not going anywhere!
Sarabi: Then you have sentenced us to death!
Scar: Then so be it!
Sarabi: You can't do that!
Scar: I'm the king! I can do whatever I want!
Sarabi: If you were half the king Mufasa was, you...
Scar: [knocks Sarabi unconscious] I'm *ten* times the king Mufasa was!
[Lightning flashes and illuminates a snarling Simba]
Scar: Mufasa! No! You're dead!

Zazu: [about Scar] There's one in every family, sire. Two in mine, actually, and they always manage to ruin special occasions.
Mufasa: What am I going to do with him?
Zazu: He'd make a very handsome throw rug.
Mufasa: [Surprised] Zazu!
Zazu: And just think, whenever he gets dirty, you can take him out and beat him.

Pumbaa: [to Young Simba] You know, kid, in times like this my buddy Timon here says: you got to put your behind in your past.
Timon: No, no, no. Amateur. Lie down before you hurt yourself. It's "You got to put your past behind you."

Scar: Mufasa's death was a terrible tragedy. But to lose Simba, who had barely begun to live... For me, it is a deep, personal loss. So it is with a heavy heart that I assume the throne. Yet out of the ashes of this tragedy we shall rise to greet the dawning of a new era in which lion and hyena come together in a great and glorious future.

Shenzi: Well, well, well, Banzai, what have we got here?
Banzai: Hmm, I don't know Shenzi uh, what do you think Ed?
Ed the Hyena: Oo ehehe, oh hahahaha
Banzai: Yeah, just what I was thinking, a trio of trespassers.
Zazu: And quite by accident let me assure you...
Shenzi: Whoa, whoa, wait wait. I know you, you're Mufasa's little stooge.
Zazu: I madame, am the king's majordomo.
Banzai: And that would make you...?
Young Simba: The future King!
Shenzi: Do you know what we do to kings who step out of their kingdom?
Young Simba: Puh, you can't do anything to me.
Zazu: Uh-uh, technically they can, we are on their land.
Young Simba: But Zazu, you told me they are nothing but slobbery, mangy stupid poachers.
Zazu: Ix-nay on the upid-stay...
Banzai: Who you callin' upid-stay?

Scar: Ah, so you haven't told them your little secret. Well, Simba, now's your chance to tell them. Tell them who is responsible for Mufasa's death.
Adult Simba: [pause] I am.
Sarabi: [whispering] It's not true. Tell me it's not true.
Adult Simba: It's true.
Scar: You see? He admits it! Murderer!
Adult Simba: No! It was an accident.
Scar: If it weren't for you Mufasa would still be alive. It's your fault he's dead! Do you deny it?
Adult Simba: No.
Scar: Then, you're guilty.
Adult Simba: No, I'm not a murderer!

Banzai: I thought things were bad under Mufasa.
Scar: What did you say?
Banzai: I said Muf...
[Shenzi elbows him]
Banzai: I said ¿que pasa?
Scar: Good. Now get out.
Banzai: Yeah, but we're still hungry.
Scar: Out!

Young Simba: [Nala's mother, Sarafina is giving Nala a bath] Hey, Nala.
Young Nala: Hi, Simba.
Young Simba: Come on, I just heard about this great place.
Young Nala: Simba, I'm kinda in the middle of a bath.
Sarabi: And it's time for yours.
[grabs Simba and starts licking him]
Young Simba: Mom! Mom, you're messing up my mane!
[Sarabi smiles]
Young Simba: Ok, ok. I'm clean. Can we go now?
Young Nala: So where are we going? It better not be anyplace dumb.
Young Simba: No, it's really cool.
Sarabi: So where is this really cool place?
Young Simba: Oh... around the waterhole.
Young Nala: The waterhole? What's so great about the waterhole?
Young Simba: [muttering] I'll *show* you when we *get* there.
Young Nala: Oh... Mom, can I go with Simba?
Sarafina - Nala's Mother: Hmm, what do you think Sarabi?
Sarabi: Well...
Young Simba, Young Nala: [with forced grins] Please!
Sarabi: It's alright with me.
Young Simba: Yeah!
Young Nala: All right!
Sarabi: As long as Zazu goes with you.
Young Simba: No, not Zazu!

Pumbaa: [singing] And I got down-hearted.
Timon: How did you feel?
Pumbaa: Every time that I...
Timon: [clapping Pumbaa's mouth shut] Hey, Pumbaa, not in front of the kids.
Pumbaa: [Faces the camera] Oh. Sorry.

[last lines]
Mufasa's ghost: [as Simba gazes into the night sky] Remember...

Mufasa: Simba, I'm very disappointed in you.
Young Simba: I know.
Mufasa: You could have been killed. You deliberately disobeyed me, and what's worse, you put Nala in danger.
Young Simba: I was just trying to be brave, like you.
Mufasa: I'm only brave when I have to be. Simba, being brave doesn't mean you go looking for trouble.
Young Simba: But you're not scared of anything.
Mufasa: I was today.
Young Simba: You were?
Mufasa: Yes. I thought I might lose you.
Young Simba: I guess even kings get scared, huh?
Mufasa: Mmm-hmm.
Young Simba: But you know what?
Mufasa: What?
Young Simba: I think those hyenas were even scareder.
Mufasa: [laughs] 'Cause nobody messes with your dad. Come here, you.
Young Simba: [laughing] No! no!
[Mufasa and Simba have a little wrestling match]

Mufasa: Look, Simba. Everything the light touches is our kingdom.
Young Simba: Wow.
Mufasa: A king's time as ruler rises and falls like the sun. One day, Simba, the sun will set on my time here and will rise with you as the new king.
Young Simba: And this'll all be mine?
Mufasa: Everything.
Young Simba: Everything the light touches.

Scar: Simba, Simba, please. Please have mercy, I beg you.
Adult Simba: You don't deserve to live.
Scar: But, Simba, I... am... family. It's the hyenas who are the real enemy. It was their fault. It was their idea!
Adult Simba: Why should I believe you? Everything you ever told me was a lie.
Scar: What are you going to do? You wouldn't kill your *old* uncle...?
Adult Simba: No, Scar. I'm not like you.
Scar: Oh, Simba, thank you. You are truly noble. I'll make it up to you, I promise. How can I, ah, prove myself to you? Tell me anything, anything.
Adult Simba: Run. Run away, Scar. And never return.
Scar: Yes. Of course. As you wish,
[Scar's words turn into a snarl]
Scar: your Majesty!
[throws embers in Simba's face]
Adult Simba: Aaah!

Timon: Hyenas. I hate hyenas. So what's the plan for getting past those guys?
Adult Simba: Live bait.
Timon: Good idea.
[realizes what he means]
Timon: HEY!

Young Nala: [sees an elephant skull] I wonder if its brains are still in there.

Timon: [singing and dancing the hula] Luau! / If you're hungry for a hunk of fat or juicy meat / Eat my buddy Pumbaa here, / 'Cause he is a treat / Come on down and dine / On this tasty swine/ All you hafta do is get in line. / Ahhhh ya achin'...?
Pumbaa: Yup, yup, yup!
Timon: Forrrr some bacon?
Pumbaa: Yup, yup, yup!
Timon: Heeee's a big pig!
Pumbaa: Yup, yup!
Timon: You can be a big pig, too. Oy!

Adult Simba: Well...
Timon: Yeah?
Adult Simba: Somebody once told me that the great kings of the past are up there watching over us.
Pumbaa: Really?
Timon: You mean a bunch of royal dead guys are watching us?
[he and Pumbaa started laughing]
Timon: Who told you something like that?
Adult Simba: Yeah, yeah.
Timon: What mook made that up?
Adult Simba: Yeah. Pretty dumb, huh?
Timon: You're killing me.

Mufasa: [above the stampeding wildebeest] Scar! Broth-brother, help me!
Scar: [Scar puts his claws into Mufasa's paws] Long live the King.
[throws him into the stampede]
Mufasa: Aaaaah!
Young Simba: [as the Camera zooms out] Nooooooooo!

Timon: [of the decimated Pride Rock] We're gonna fight your uncle for this?
Adult Simba: Yes, Timon. This is my home.
Timon: Talk about your fixer-upper!

Scar: So, your father showed you the whole kingdom, did he?
Young Simba: Everything.
Scar: He didn't show you what's beyond that rise at the northern border?
Young Simba: Well, no. He said I can't go there.
Scar: And he's absolutely right. It's far too dangerous. Only the bravest lions go there.
Young Simba: Well, I'm brave. What's out there?
Scar: I'm sorry, Simba, I just can't tell you.
Young Simba: Why not?
Scar: Simba, Simba, I'm only looking out for the well-being of my favorite nephew.
Young Simba: Yeah, right! I'm your only nephew.
Scar: All the more reason for me to be protective. An elephant graveyard is no place for a young prince. Oops!
Young Simba: An elephant what? Whoa!
Scar: Oh, dear, I've said too much. Well, I suppose you'd have found out sooner or later, you being so clever and all. Just do me one favor. Promise me you'll never visit that dreadful place.
Young Simba: No problem.
Scar: There's a good lad. You run along now and have fun. And remember, its our little secret.

Timon: Let me get this straight. You're the king? And you never told us?
Adult Simba: Look, I'm still the same guy.
Timon: But with power!
Nala: Could you guys excuse us for a few minutes?
Timon: Hey, whatever she has to say, she can say in front of us. Right, Simba?
Adult Simba: Mm... Maybe you'd better go.
Timon: It starts. You think you know a guy...
[Timon and Pumbaa leave]
Adult Simba: Timon and Pumbaa. You learn to love 'em.

Timon: [to Nala, after she accidentally surprises him] Don't ever do that again. Carnivores! Oy!

Timon: Lady, have you got your lions crossed!

Scar: [singing] I know that your powers of retention / Are as wet as a warthog's backside / But thick as you are, / Pay attention! / My words are a matter of pride / It's clear from vacant expressions / The lights are not all on upstairs / But we're talking kings and successions / Even *you* can't be caught unawares!

Pumbaa: [through a mouthful of grub and worms; to Simba] You'll learn to love 'em.

Adult Simba: Tell them the truth.
Scar: Truth? But truth is in the eye of the behold...
Scar: [Simba chokes him, he whispers] All right. All right. I did it.
Adult Simba: So they can hear you.
Scar: I killed Mufasa!

Rafiki: What was *that*?
[laughs]
Rafiki: The weather - Pbbbah! Very peculiar. Don't you think?
Adult Simba: Yeah. Looks like the winds are changing.
Rafiki: Ahhh. Change is good.

Timon: [Trying to push Pumbaa, whose stuck under a log, while running away from a Lioness] Jeez! Why do I always have to save your...
[screams]

Zazu: What's going on?
Mufasa: A pouncing lesson.
Zazu: Oh, very good. Pouncing. Pouncing? Oh, no, sire, you can't be serious...
[Mufasa signs for "turn around"]
Zazu: This is so humiliating.

Adult Simba: Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart.
Scar: Oh, Simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling a kingdom...
Adult Simba: Are no longer yours. Step down, Scar.

Scar: Ah, my friends!
Shenzi: Friends? I thought he said we were the enemy.
Banzai: That's what I heard.
Shenzi, Banzai: Ed?
[Ed laughs menacingly]
Scar: No. Let me explain. No, you don't understand! No, I didn't mean... No! No!

Pumbaa: King? Your Majesty. I gravel at your feet.
[starts kissing Simba's feet]
Adult Simba: Stop it.
Timon: It's not gravel, it's grovel.

Banzai: But we got to finish the job.
Shenzi: Well, he's as good as dead out there anyway. And if he comes back, we'll kill him.
Banzai: [calling out to Simba] Yeah! You hear that? If you ever come back, we'll kill you!

Timon: So, where you from?
Young Simba: Who cares? I can't go back.
Timon: Ah, you're an outcast. That's great. So are we.

Nala: What made you come back?
Adult Simba: I finally got some sense knocked into me. And I've got the bump to prove it.

Adult Simba: You knew my father?
Rafiki: Correction, I know your father.

Pumbaa: So we're keeping him?
Timon: Of course. Who's the brains in this outfit?
Pumbaa: Uh...
Timon: My point exactly. Jeez, I'm fried. Let's get out of here and find some shade.

Zazu: [about Scar] There's one in every family sire. Two in mine actually.
Mufasa: What am I going to do with him?
Zazu: He'd make a very handsome throw rug.
Mufasa: Zazu!
Zazu: And just think. Whenever he gets dirty you can take him out and beat him!

Zazu: [caged while the battle rages around him] Let me out! Let me out!
Timon: [fleeing the hyenas] Let me in! Let me in!

Nala: What's happened to you? You're not the Simba I remember.
Adult Simba: You're right. I'm not. Now are you satisfied?
Nala: No. Just disappointed.
Adult Simba: You know, you're starting to sound like my father.
Nala: Good. At least one of us does.

Timon: Jeez, it's a lion! Run, Pumbaa, move it!
Pumbaa: Hey, Timon, it's just a little lion. Look at him. He's so cute and all alone. Can we keep him?
Timon: Pumbaa, are you nuts? We're talking about a lion. Lions eat guys like us.
Pumbaa: But he's so little.
Timon: He's going to get bigger.
Pumbaa: Maybe he'll be on our side.
Timon: That's the stupidest thing I ever heard. Maybe he'll... Hey, I got it. What if he's on our side? You know, having a lion around might not be such a bad idea.

Young Simba: Everything the light touches... What about that shadowy place?
Mufasa: That's beyond our borders. You must never go there, Simba.
Young Simba: But I thought a king can do whatever he wants.
Mufasa: There's more to being a king than getting your way all the time.
Young Simba: There's more?
Mufasa: [laughing] Simba.

Young Simba: Dad, Dad, come on, you gotta get up. Dad, we gotta go home.
[pulls on Mufasa's ear]
Young Simba: Help!
[echoes throughout the gorge]
Young Simba: Somebody,
[echoes]
Young Simba: anybody...
[echoes]
Young Simba: [Simba sniffs] help.

Scar: Why! If it isn't my big brother descending from on high to mingle with the commoners.
Mufasa: Sarabi and I didn't see you at the presentation of Simba.
Scar: That was today? Oh, I feel simply awful.

Nala: Have you guys seen Simba?
Timon: I thought he was with you.
Nala: He was, but now I can't find him. Where is he?
[Rafiki laughs. He's sitting in a tree above them]
Rafiki: [Chuckles] You won't find him here! The king has returned.
Nala: I can't believe it. He's gone back!
Timon: Gone back? What do you mean?
[He looks to the tree. Rafiki has disappeared]
Timon: Hey, what's goin' on here? Who's the monkey?
Nala: Simba's gone back to challenge Scar.
Timon: Who?
Nala: Scar.
Pumbaa: Who's got a scar?
Nala: No, no, no, it's his uncle.
Timon: The monkey's his uncle?
Nala: No! Simba's gone back to challenge his uncle to take his place as king.
Timon, Pumbaa: Oh.

Banzai: Yeah, be prepared. We'll be prepared. For what?
Scar: For the death of the king.
Banzai: Why, is he sick?
Scar: No, fool, we're going to kill him. And Simba, too.
Shenzi: Great idea. Who needs a king?
Banzai, Shenzi: [singing and dancing around Ed] No king, no king, la la la la la la...
Scar: Idiots! There will be a king!
Banzai: Hey, but you said...
Scar: I will be king! Stick with me, and you'll never go hungry again.
Banzai, Shenzi: Yeah! All right! Long live the king!
[other hyenas join in]
Banzai, Shenzi: Long live the king! Long live the king!

Banzai: The little majordomo bird, hippity-hop, all the way to the birdie boiler.
Zazu: Oh no, not the birdie boiler!
[Zazu rockets away, with his tail feathers on fire while the hyenas laugh in triumph]

Adult Simba: Nala? Is it really you?
Nala: Who are you?
Adult Simba: It's me, Simba.
Nala: Simba?
[he nods. Nala was elated to see him]
Nala: Whoa!
[they bud their heads]
Nala: How did you...
Adult Simba: How did you...
[Timon stood there surprised and speechless]
Adult Simba: Wow!
Nala: Where did you come from?
Adult Simba: This is gr... It's great to see you!
Timon: Hey, what's goin' on here?
Adult Simba: What are you doing here?
Nala: What do you mean what am I doing here? What are you doing here?
Timon: Hey! What's goin' on here?

Scar: Simba. What have you done?
Young Simba: There were wildebeests, and he tried to save me. It was an accident. I didn't mean for it to happen.
Scar: Of course. Of course you didn't. No one ever means for these things to happen. But the king is dead. And if it weren't for you, he'd still be alive.