Original subtitles

♪ 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 ♪

What mook named this place "The Mojave Dessert?"

We've been lookin' around for hours and there's no dessert around here at all.

- But Timon... - What?

I don't think this is a dessert, I think this is a largely treeless,

dry, barren, sandy wasteland.

Pumbaa, Pumbaa, that's a desert. This is a dessert.

Get your facts straight.

Help! Please save me! Somebody, please help! Help!

Rescue me or I am doomed!

Never again to breathe the sweet desert air!

Never again to sleep beneath the star-filled sky!

Never again!

Excuse me. I can see that you're in the middle of something,

quicksand to be exact,

but did you happen to notice any dessert around here?

There is no desert to be found out here.

This is a largely treeless, dry, barren, sandy wasteland.

- Told ya. - Well, thanks anyway, fella.

Have a nice life or at least what's left of it.

Goodbye. Come on.

But aren't you going to rescue me?

Yeah, Timon, aren't we going to save the poor, little bunny?

Pumbaa, Pumbaa, you can't just go around

saving every drowning bunny you happen onto.

But it's just one single drowning bunny.

Walk with me, Pumbaa and I will explain to you.

You see, one bunny soon becomes ten bunnies

which soon becomes 100 bunnies which soon becomes 1,000 bunnies.

We would be interfering with the circle of life.

- Help, Timon! - Save us!

- Pumbaa, what are you doing? - Well, at first, I was rescuing the bunny,

but now I'm drowning in quicksand.

Pleeease rescue us or we're doomed.

Never again to breathe the sweet desert air!

- Never again... - Yeah, yeah, yeah. Clam it

and just hand over one of your ears, would ya?

Okay, good. Now, you grab hold of the other ear, Pumbaa.

That's it. Now hold on tight while I pull.

- Thank you, thank you. - Thank you, thank you, thank you

thank you, thank you, tha-a-ank you!

Okay, enough. You're welcome.

Now, farewell, adios, ciao and all that stuff.

Well, see you around. Buh-bye.

There I was, seconds away from the end,

with no hope, ready to face the big bunny hutch in the sky,

when you two bravely came to my rescue.

I told you we should've let him drown.

No, no. Don't go, please.

You must let me do something to repay you.

Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please!

Gee, Timon, I don't think he's gonna leave us alone

until he's repaid us for saving his life.

Please, please, please, please, please...

Okay.

Be quiet and listen up, bunny.

There is something you can get us.

Anything, you name it. Anything.

We want a nice, large pitcher of water.

No, no. And make that ice water...

sparkling ice water!

With crushed ice and a twist of lime.

Coming right up.

Anything for the meerkat and warthog who saved my life.

Gosh, Timon, he's never going to be able to find a pitcher of ice water

out here in the hot sun.

Exactly, Pumbaa.

So now we don't have to worry about him

bothering us or potentially annoying us anymore.

One pitcher of ice water, sparkling, crushed ice

and a twist of lime. What can I do for you now? You name it.

I think we may have a problem.

There I was, chin deep in a violent swirling vortex of quicksand,

going down for the third... no, fifth time.

When, out of nowhere, as if sent by a force greater than any we know...

I want to send this guy a force greater than any we know.

No time to lose and before another grain of sand

can lodge in my choking throat,

you take on nature itself, risking paw and tooth

to pluck me from the jaws of death.

My, my, my. Look at the time.

You know, as much as I'd really love to hear you tell that story again,

for the 500th time,

we've gotta get some sleep.

Pleasant dreams.

Very good. I shall just dream about all of the wonderful things

I am going to do tomorrow for the meerkat and warthog.

Who saved my life.

Seconds away from the end...

With no hope...

Meerkat and warthog...

Bravely to the rescue.

I feel kinda bad.

Maybe we should've left him a note.

Yeah, something like, "Dear annoying, overbearing bunny,

you nearly drove me bonkers. Love and kisses, Timon."

Hey, lifesaver chums, wake up!

You fellas are sleepwalking.

That's very, very dangerous. You could easily have gotten lost.

Then, where would I be without my new friends?

My new, lifelong friends?

Lifelong friends?

Of course! How the two of you got by without me, I shall never know.

And I shudder at the thought of where I would be without you.

So, the way I figure it, since I owe you my life,

I should stick by you forever and ever and ever and ever and ever...

If you could only see the look of pure bliss on your faces!

Now, I shall hop off and fluff your pillows and see you in the morning.

Now, settle down, Timon. He's just being a nice bunny.

Nice? Nice is a postcard in the mail every now and then.

But this guy's going to be with us every waking moment of our lives.

Okay, okay. Relax, relax. Calm down. Now, all is not lost.

We're smart guys.

All we have to do is come up with an idea to get rid of this bunny.

Let's pace.

. That's good. That's good.

That is so good.

- Got an idea? - Nah, it'll never work.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah!

- Yeah! - What? You got something?

Nah. I think yours was better.

I got it!

Yes?

Well, you know how we saved his life?

That was our first mistake.

Well, it seems to me, if he saved our lives,

we'd be even and he would no longer annoy us.

Bad idea. Terrible idea. It'll never work.

No, no, no, no, we need something more clever.

- Like you know how we saved his life? - Yeah.

Well, it seems to me if he saved our lives

we'd be even and he would no longer annoy us.

I think I've outdone myself, Pumbaa.

And those sharp, potentially lethal objects below us

add a nice touch, don't you think?

Very nice.

And now, for the coup de grace.

Timon, this is only supposed to look dangerous, right?

Right. And doesn't it look dangerous?

- Absolutely. - Good.

And just remember, when we get out of this,

I don't want you taking the credit. This was my idea.

Dangling above a bunch of sharp objects by a rope

that's on fire was your idea. Understood.

Okay, this is it. Start screaming for help at the top of your lungs.

- Help! Help! - Help, help, help, help!

Please rescue us or we're doomed,

never again to breathe the sweet desert air.

Never again to sleep beneath the star-filled sky.

- Never again to... - Hold on, hold on.

Let me see if I understand the situation exactly.

You want me to save you, just as you saved me?

- That's right. - What? And get killed?

Have you lost your minds? I'm out of here.

- Timon? - Yes, Pumbaa?

The bunny running off wasn't part of the plan, was it?

No, Pumbaa, it wasn't.

I believe this was your idea?

How you two could ever survive without me,

I'll never know. I could never

let my new, lifelong friends fall to their doom

I shall protect you both from falling meteors,

earthquakes, atomic explosions, stray tomahawk missiles,

killer ant invasions, which you two would probably love anyway

and protect you, forever and ever and ever...

What?

I think I'll have that water now.

Everyone is in such a hurry.

I don't know what all the commotion's about.

I'm afraid that I'm what all the commotion is about.

Well, if it isn't tall, dark and gruesome.

Yeah, the face that sunk a thousand ships.

Hiya!

Good morning, Herman.

Don't talk to him, Lara. You don't know where he's been.

From the looks of him, I'd say under a rock.

Girls, leave him alone.

I guess you're right.

We gotta get you ready for your birthday party.

You are coming to my party, aren't you, Herman?

I, well, I -

Lara, it's a birthday party, not Halloween.

He could scare the paint off a '56 Chevy.

Everyone has a right to be ugly, but he's abusin' the privilege.

He must've fallen out of an ugly tree

and got hit by all the limbs on the way down.

Ugly? He's as ugly as homemade soup.

He's a treasure, something they dug up.

Are you finished with my bowl, young man?

Besides the obvious, what is the matter?

I got problems.

Tell this old monkey your problems.

I don't look so good.

I'm even ugly in the dark.

Let's have a look.

You know the old proverb: beauty is in the eye of the...

Aye-yai-yai-yai...

Well, beauty is only skin deep.

That's not the only problem.

It gets worse?

There's this girl...

It gets worse.

She's a gorgeous gazelle.

Her name is Lara. She's having a birthday party tonight

and I want her to notice me.

How could she not?

It's alright, it's alright.

I'll help you.

Rafikiman has a few tricks up his sleeve.

What in the wonderful world are you doing?

Waiting for the magic tricks.

Magic takes many forms, my friend.

Follow me. I'll show you some magic of your own.

Our first lesson is the walk.

The key to walking is to be light as air.

Watch this.

Walk is like a marshmallow.

Feather-light and fragile eggies show the croc beneath your leggies.

I can't do that.

I thought I heard the word "can't."

You did. I said I can't...

do that.

Posture is important.

Concentrate on balancing the books

and the crocodiles won't bother you at all.

Now, get out there and do it.

Whoa! Whoa!

Feather light! Feather light!

What now?

You must come back!

I can't.

Look behind you!

Yes! Yes! Yes! Run!

Run! Yes! Yes! Yes!

No, no, no! Stop! Stop! Please!

I did it! I did it!

And now, a little something to fix that voice of yours.

One of these potions is bound to work.

Drink up. It's better than it smells.

Now, now, say something.

You are standing too close to the wildebeest.

Please step away from the wildebeest.

Well, I believe it's taking effect.

Let's try again.

Well, golly, are you sure this here potion is gonna work?

I mean...

It seems so silly. That potion, it smells

like old sneakers in July!

I mean like, I'm all shook up, man.

Gimme something else to eat, like a 65 pound bag

- of sugary snacks and a donut to go... - jelly-filled.

This is a test of the emergency wildebeest system.

If this had been an actual wildebeest, you would have been told where to tune

for emergency information and instruction.

This is only a wildebeest.

Why, I don't know what came over me.

Now... that sounds more like it.

How do I look?

You look marvelous.

I've been looking forward to this all day.

Lara, you're gonna love this.

You'll like the frosting, but you'll really like what's on the inside.

My dear Lara, whatever gifts you've received,

you should give back. Because my gift to you

is beyond compare.

My gift to you is the only thing you'll ever need to have.

My gift to you... is me.

Who's that over there?

How dare you upstage me, you "wilde-jerk."

I challenge you to the only game

which matches my greatness... chicken.

Come on, you and me, charging head-to-head, at full force.

The first one to break stride is the loser, "wilde-boy."

Are you up for it?

What's another knock on the head?

I'm up for it, I guess.

There's gotta be a better way. I don't wanna do this.

I just want Lara. What should I do?

You're going to have to figure this one out for yourself,

but I suggest you look within for the answer.

Be true to yourself, Herman.

Hey, ready yet? Okay, on three, you bonehead.

Alright. One, two...

two...

three?

Yeah, three!

Don't just stand there! Don't dawdle.

Three! Three! Can't you hear? Go, you silly thing!

That's it. Be true to myself.

That'll do it.

Boo.

Great! Great! Good for you!

You have to... know you are true to yourself.

You have learned the final lesson.

But we'd better get out of here before I scare this birthday party.

That's another hard lesson I've learned.

Wait, don't go.

That was very brave of you to face Mel down like that.

No pun intended.

That's really nice of you, Lara, but we really should go.

It may be my birthday, but I have a surprise for you.

I am so glad you had the courage to be yourself.

It gave me the courage to be myself too.

Aww, isn't love beautiful?