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 ♪

Wow, look at that, Timon.

"El Toro! The bravest bull in all of Spain."

He sure looks brave.

Please, Pumbaa, that billboard's nothing but cold cuts.

What do you mean?

Baloney.

Why, I'm three times as brave as El Toro.

Well, he sure scares me.

What would you do if you were up against him?

I know exactly what I'd do.

Charge me!

Gee, I don't know.

Come on, come on, come on. Put those useless tusks to use!

Well, okay!

I'm all ready, Timon!

Now, back up really, really far.

How's this?

No, no, no, no. Farther than that.

How's this?

No, no, no! Really farther than that!

How's this, Timon?

That's more like it.

Now, really charge at me, Pumbaa, like you mean it!

I ain't afraid of nobody or nothing.

Eeyaaaaah!

Pumbaa!

Ooh.

- Eeyaaah! - Pumbaa!

Eeyah!

Hey, watch it!

Eehyah!

Observación!

Do you see what I see?

Why, he is the bull most fiercest and bravest we have spotted all day.

This bull we must catch.

Eeyah!

Help, mommy.

Eeyah! Eeyah!

And remember...

If you're driving home tonight, be sure you take your car.

Good night.

Aprehensión! The bull is now ours!

That's why we are Carlos and Consuelo Quint.

- The fastest... - Smartest...

- Boldest... - Bull catchers

- on the Iberian... - Peninsula.

What do you mean, I'm fired?

This is unacceptable.

Moi? Sack-ed?

But I am El Toro, the bull!

Your popularity is down.

And your pay is too high.

You're inadequate.

And out of shape.

That's why we have obtained a replacement.

Replacement?

Who dares to replace the one and only El Toro...

The bull?

Buenos días?

You have not seen the last of me.

I am the bravest bull in all of Spain.

And I will not relinquish my title without a fight!

I shall return!

I shall return...

again!

Pumbaa! Pumbaa, where'd you go?

I know you're out there somewhere. Just give me a sign!

Argh!

Pumbaa, a brave bull?

If anything, he's a cow-ard!

Ha ha! "Cow-ard!" Man.

Too bad no one was around to hear that one.

Pumbaa.

- Timon, over here! - Where are you?

I'm hiding in the vase!

And how did you get in there?

It wasn't easy.

Argh!

Timon, I'm so glad you're here.

Please don't let them make me go out there and fight.

Please, please, Timon, please!

Pumbaa, why didn't you just take off the bull costume

and tell them you were a warthog?

The zipper's stuck!

Don't worry, don't worry, I'll get you out of here, Pumbaa.

That's why I was born brave, and you were, born.

First, we'll carve images of our likenesses out of bars of soap,

then we hide in the dirty laundry hampers,

and wait for the midnight potato chip delivery.

After we're safely out,

we'll purchase fake passports with embezzled money and rent a high-speed,

hydrofoil jet boat,

which will deliver us safely to the underground escape tunnels. here. Got it?

Maybe we should just sneak out the back door.

Or we could use the back door.

Let's go.

We're in trouble.

There's got to be another and simpler way out of this.

Let's see. Some very clever and ingenious way

In which we can escape this most unusual predicament.

Of course! Why didn't I think of this before?

Did you just think that you should use that red towel as a cape

and go out and act like a matador,

then I would come out and act as a bull,

and after we perform a couple of harmless charges and everyone is cheering,

we make our escape?

No, I was thinking we should capture a magic fairy,

and sprinkle his enchanted flying pixie dust onto this towel.

That way we could soar safely away into the heavens.

Gee, Timon, that sounds a little far-fetched.

I think my idea of what you were thinking is better.

Thank you! Thank you!

I'm Timon, and I'll be your matador.

I have returned!

El Toro, the bull!

Wow, how'd you get in shape so fast?

Through a simple, self-help, one-hour, 10-step, fruit juice, hypnosis process.

You know? I've tried other programs and they've all failed.

But I stuck with this one, and it worked.

And now I'm back,

here to gore the matador and prove I am the bravest bull in all of Spain.

But first, I must take care of you.

Hey, hey, hey! It's bueno to be here in beautiful Barcelona!

The other day, I met a guy who just hates to be around bulls.

He was from can't-standa-no-bull!

Ha ha ha! My, I slay me.

Say, have you heard about the new sleeping pill for bulls?

They're called bulldozers!

What do you call the front entrance to Mr. Mata's house?

A mata door!

Aaaah!

I've got to save Timon!

Come on, Pumbaa, you bully.

Come and get me.

Two can play at this game.

Pleh!

Timon...

Not now, Pumbaa.

Excuse me, Timon?

I said, not now, Pumbaa.

But, Timon, I'm here to save you!

Pumbaa, would you please leave me alone. I'm trying to bullfight you.

Pumbaa, if you're Pumbaa, then what Pumbaa is that Pumbaa?

El Toro.

The bull!

There's no escape, Timon!

We've got to do something.

You're the brave one. Maybe you should fight him.

Me? Fight him? Have you flipped?

But earlier today you were saying you were three times as brave as El Toro.

I thought we were talking about a different El Toro.

And then later you said you weren't afraid of nobody or nothing, remember?

Did I say that?

Then later, after that, you said you were born brave

and I was just born, and then...

Okay, okay, I'll save us,

but how exactly am I supposed to do it,

dress in a ruffled shirt and perform a flamenco?

Olé!

Olé!

Hallelujah! It's ant-eating time.

Timon, are you sure there are ants around here?

Of course there are ants here, Pumbaa. It's Antarctica.

Although now that you mention it,

this isn't exactly the swarming hoard I expected.

Yeah, it looks more like a frozen wasteland completely devoid of ants.

Of course, there's no ants. It's winter!

They're all hibernating.

Come on, we'll come back during summer.

Pretty smart?

You are a true genius, Timon.

Ever consider being an insectologist?

I wish the boat would hurry up.

I'm freezing my tail off.

I was wondering, how we gonna get on the boat with no tickets?

We don't even have any money.

Never mind. I'll think of something.

Heh heh!

I think cruises are so wonderful.

You meet so many new people,

make so many new friends.

That's what I like most!

You know, the only way I'd be friends with this mook

is if he had two extra tickets to sunny, warm Bermuda.

Because none of my old friends would come with me on this trip to sunny,

warm Bermuda.

I guess I'm just stuck with these two extra tickets.

Oh!

Did you hear that?

We can't take his tickets, Timon.

What do you mean, we can't take his tickets?

Of course, we can take his tickets! Give me one good reason

why we can't take his tickets?

That would be taking advantage.

It's not polite to take advantage of a total stranger.

What if he wasn't a stranger?

What if he were our friend,

then would it be okay to take his tickets?

Well, you don't even seem to like him, Timon.

True. I do find him uniquely annoying.

However, if I hang out with him and get to know him,

I could change my mind, yes?

I suppose so.

Hi, I'm Timon. This is Pumbaa,

and I can tell we're gonna be great friends. We have lots in common.

We're both going to sunny, warm Bermuda, too.

Say, you wouldn't happen to have an extra couple of tickets lying around, would ya?

I'm Irwin.

Hi, Irwin. I'm Pumbaa.

Didn't I already cover the name stuff?

Say, here's those tickets. Sure you don't mind?

Of course, you don't. What's a couple of extra tickets between friends?

Right. Friends.

Heh heh! Boy! Boy!

Yeah. Whatever.

What? He said he didn't mind.

Look, the boat's here. All aboard!

Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!

- Bye-bye! - Bon voyage.

Bye-bye!

- Bon voyage! - See you!

- Hasta la vista! - Adios!

Gee, Irwin, it looks like you got lots of friends.

Bye-bye!

Sure. I've got lots of friends.

I just couldn't get any of them to come with me on this trip.

Gee, I wonder why.

I think our cabin is this way...

or is it this way?

Or maybe that way!

Aah!

Oops.

Aah! Ooh!

No! Stop!

Ooh!

I'm so sorry.

Are you okay?

Remember, Timon, he's our friend!

"Remember, Timon, he's our friend."

Bleh!

Timon!

Aah!

Aah!

Oops.

Hey Timon, you found our cabin!

Hooray.

You know, Timon,

I think I'm really going to enjoy hanging out with Irwin.

He's really a great guy.

Pumbaa, you've got to be joking.

I've never seen anyone so accident prone in my entire life.

Thank heavens, we're finally out to sea

and we'll never have to see that klutzy penguin again.

But Timon, you promised to hang out with him and be his friend.

I've hung out. The friendship isn't working.

Let me be.

But the tickets, Timon!

The ticket-tearing man tore them in half. They're no good anymore.

But without Irwin, we'd still be stuck in the ice and the cold and the snow.

It'd be better than being in the pain and the agony and the suffering.

Timon! Pumbaa!

Hello! It's me, Irwin!

It's him! It's the terminator!

I was just wondering if you'd like to join me for a brisk game of shuffleboard.

Heh heh heh!

Where's Timon?

Boy, shuffleboard! Count me in! Timon's behind the door. Come on! lets go.

Oops. So sorry.

Coming, Timon?

Get away from me.

You're sure you don't want to play?

Shuffleboard?

You mean that game involving rock hard,

potentially concussion-causing disks sliding dangerously across the deck?

No, thanks. I'll be fine way up here!

Suit yourself! Your turn, Irwin.

I'm so sorry.

Are you okay?

Remember, Pumbaa, he's our friend.

Gee, I've never been crushed under a big, heavy anchor before.

That hurt!

I hope it knocked some sense into you.

Maybe then you'll listen

when I tell you that Irwin is going to be the destruction of us both!

Aww, maybe we ought to give him another chance.

The poor guy can't help it if he's a jinx.

Jinx? He's not a jinx.

A jinx suffers from bad luck.

With Irwin, it's us who suffer.

He's an accident-prone, clumsy ox!

Penguin.

Whatever.

There you are!

I've been looking all over for you! Heh heh heh!

See?

Well, you found us, which means, it's, your turn to hide.

Yeah! Hide-and-seek.

We'll count to 10, billion and start looking for you.

Heh heh heh! Boy!

I love hide-and-seek!

What a gullible mook.

We're not going to look for him, are we?

Of course not.

It's the only possible way we'll make it to sunny, warm Bermuda in one, safe piece.

Whoops! I'm so sorry.

Help! Help! Help!

Hey, man overboard!

Aah!

Women and children first!

- Lower the lifeboat! - Abandon ship!

Run! Abandon ship!

Yes! I'm free!

Free!

No more penguins. No more accidents,

just safe, normal living from now until forever.

Hallelujah!

Timon, I'd appreciate it if you'd share a moment of silence

in memory of a very nice guy, Irwin,

and all the other people on the ship.

Fine.

Moment's over.

Now, where's them Bermuda shorts?

Heh heh heh! You found me!

Boy! I never thought you'd look for me here.

Heh heh!

What game do you want to play now?

Will this nightmare never end?

I don't understand.

You see, Irwin, Timon was only happy

because he thought you were at the bottom of the ocean forever.

But I thought we were friends.

Really? Well, we're not.

We only pretended to be because we were cold and we needed your tickets.

I didn't realize.

I'm sorry.

And stop apologizing!

Gee, Timon, maybe we could try again.

You know, give the friendship a fresh start.

Pumbaa, have you lost all your marbles?

Okay, to cement our new friendship,

we'll play a new game called, "get lost."

The object is to always stay half a world apart.

For example, if I'm at the North Pole,

you should be at the South Pole. Simple, no?

Good! Ready, set, go!

It's a difficult game, but I know you'll do great!

Good. Get lost! Heh heh!

I'm going to win. I'm going to win.

Whoops.

You know what, Timon?

No. What, Pumbaa?

You may have been right about that penguin.

What a mook!