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♪ 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 ♪

I, Ned the elephant, do hereby call to order

this meeting of the "Good Luck Club"

or rather, the remaining members of the Good Luck Club.

Ned! You know Ned, this Good Luck Club of yours is falling apart!

I mean, it used to be great and everything,

but then... then you found that!

That evil, horrible, cursed, unlucky jar!

- It's not that unlucky. - Not that unlucky?

Do you remember Goldie, the smiling crocodile?

He caught that unlucky disease and all his teeth fell out!

He's now broke and had to move back with his mother!

And Horatio the hippo, you know?

The big, fat, happy, jolly ha, ha, ha Horatio?

Remember when he took those weight gain pills?

They were really weight loss pills!

I have this feelin', man, this unlucky feeling

that something really horrible... is gonna happen to me!

Aah! That's it!

I'm getting as far away from that cursed jar as possible!

Dear. Dear, dear. He's right!

Here, buggy, buggy, buggy!

There's one!

A little panther kitten!

And you're so cute and small and all alone.

You're probably all lost and hungry too?

Timon! I've got a surprise you're absolutely going to love!

Not now, Pumbaa, I'm busy! Hey! Listen to this.

"If a black cat crosses your path, bad luck will follow."

Make a note of that, pal. Don't go near any black cats

or anything which remotely resembles a black cat.

Aye, aye...

Gee, Timon, how come all of a sudden you're so super suspicious?

Why? I'll tell ya why, Pumbaa.

Because earlier today, I was talking to Ned the elephant...

Tell me, Timon, why do you want to join my Good Luck Club?

Are you kiddin'? I've seen you lucky guys before.

You find money lyin' on the ground! You've always got food!

And no one never, ever gets sick.

Being lucky is so... lucky!

Now what do I have to do to join?

Do you have any idea what this is?

A piece of junk?

No! This is the legendary lucky jar.

It is the most sacred and treasured possession of the Good Luck Club!

The lucky club manifesto decrees

that if you can keep the lucky jar from breaking

for one whole day,

you can join our Good Luck Club clique.

So you see, Pumbaa, today has turned out to be the most important day of my life!

I can't let anything happen to... the lucky jar!

Gee, Timon, shouldn't you try to protect the jar with soft, comfy pillows,

so that if it fell, it would not break?

Yes, Pumbaa. And as you can see, I have!

But just because it is safe from natural disasters

doesn't mean it is safe from supernatural disasters

such as bad luck!

You don't really believe all that

super-duper superstitious good luck, bad luck stuff, do ya?

Of course I do! Why?

You didn't bring home an irresistibly cute

little black cat full of bad luck, did ya?

No...

So? What did you bring me?

A minute ago, you said you had a surprise.

So what is it, what is it?

Nothin'! Yeah. Nothin'.

Well, are you surprised I brought you nothin'?

Pumbaa, maybe in the distant, long time from now future,

they'll have a machine capable of deciphering

that jumbled mess you call a brain.

Yipe!

Ooh!

The lucky jar!

No!

Pumbaa, catch me!

I got you! I got you! I don't got you! I got you!

It's inevitable, is it?

I don't understand it.

A phantom marching band, a secret missile silo...

Pumbaa, I think we're the unwilling victims

of a really bad patch of really bad luck.

Why does this have to happen to me?

And on today of all days.

Hey, what's with you?

Nothin'.

Good. Now, lets see,

I know I haven't done anything unlucky.

So, it must be something you did!

Me?

Pumbaa you didn't bring home

anything unlucky while you were wandering around, did you?

How odd.

You're absolutely sure you didn't find,

do, see, or touch anything unlucky?

No. Honest.

Why are you standing up on twos like that?

I heard that if a warthog stands with his front hooves

behind his back, it's good luck.

Good luck? Good luck! Good thinkin'!

We gotta make some good luck to counter-react the bad luck.

I'm gonna go get some lucky stuff.

I've now placed the lucky jar on top of this pile of lucky holly berries

and circled it with lucky horseshoes and located some lucky rabbit's feet.

We gotta wear these seven four-leafed clovers

threaded on the seven strands of white tiger hair.

And we must cover ourselves with a fine mist of crocodile tears.

Now, for the "coupe de gracies"... I'll fill the lucky jar

with extra delicious lucky milk from the lucky cows of lucky land.

- Milk? - Did you say something?

I said,

I said...

No, I didn't say anything.

Good. Now, take my hand and help me perform

the secret polkawaltz of extremely good luck.

What?

No!

So! A black cat.

Pumbaa, how could you?

Hiding a black cat right behind my back,

right under my nose and right before my eyes,

without even letting me know?

I couldn't possibly protect myself from bad luck of this magnitude.

No. Ned will ridicule me mercilessly.

Mercilessly. I'm doomed.

D, O, double 'M' doomed.

Unless I glue it back together and fool Ned.

Yeah, great idea.

I'll glue the lucky jar back together.

Boy!

And you... take that cat back to where you found it.

Boo.

Tsk tsk.

Timon, Timon, Timon...

Did you really expect this to fool me?

Well, that was the idea.

You'll never get into the Good Luck Club now.

Let me take a moment to point at you and laugh derisively.

Are ya through?

No. That wasn't quite satisfying enough.

I think I'll go proclaim from the highest cliff

for all the animals to hear,

what an incredibly unlucky loser you are.

Better luck next time.

Crud.

Black cat crossing path!

Well, at least I got rid of that jar.

No.

Hey, you just saved me from some major humiliation, kiddo.

I guess you're not such bad luck after all.

Yay.

In the sky, I see one sun,

but it feels like 101.

♪ Pinta pinta raska reezee ♪

♪ Make Rafiki cool and breezy ♪

That is better.

Nefu!

What are you doing here?

Were you spying on your Uncle Rafiki?

No, I wasn't spying. I was just, um...

Watching you without you knowing.

Interesting distinction.

Where is your mother and father?

They went for a getaway weekend in the vine country.

And you didn't want to go?

Duh. Are you kiddin'? I wanted to stay with you.

Pick up a few new tricks.

You know, draw the way you do.

Concoct all those neat potions to make myself taller.

Figure out how to use this great stick of yours.

Does it come with batteries or do you plug it in?

Hold on. Hold on, my little one-man "mansoon."

Magic can be dangerous.

And its power is a gift worthy of great respect.

Well, excuse me for thinkin' you were the coolest uncle a guy could ever have.

And for wanting to be just like you.

Is this true?

Do you really want to be just like your old Uncle Rafiki

and learn about my magic?

If it's not too much trouble.

What's down there?

Nothing.

See for yourself.

See? Nothing.

Empty as a hyena's tear duct.

Or as they say, plum out.

- Plum out of what? - My golden gourds.

Very powerful.

The key to my magic they are.

And it's time to restock the shelves.

Well, where do we get 'em?

You follow old Rafiki.

Don't these trees grow any closer?

No, only here.

The gathering of the gourds is a high honor.

And gathering these gourds will give me magical powers?

Absolutely. And perhaps a little something more.

Now, you take these gourds, go back to my tree,

place them on the shelves, then return back here

and get some more gourds. Then go back there, then come back here,

then go back there, then come back here,

then back there, then back here,

♪ A santa sana, pick a gourda ♪

♪ Walka walka get some more ♪

♪ Santa sana squash banana ♪

Hey, aren't you gonna help?

Me? No, no, no, no.

This is no work for an old baboon like Rafiki.

I have, um, stars to count.

Stars? But it's the middle of the day?

Well, well then my job will be that much harder, won't it?

Now, you get to your gourd gathering and learn well my related pupil.

Learn well.

These better give me magic powers.

The stupid vine country is lookin' better and better.

Whoa!

Cool.

Gee, I don't feel any more magical.

But it sure looks like I've been tricked.

Tricked into doing Uncle Rafiki's chores.

Whoa.

Powers of Rafiki, make me the master,

help me do this silly job a little bit faster.

What?

Whoa! Whoa!

Hey, this thing's really got a kick to it.

Roses and rosemary, curs mixed with curry,

let's get this gourd business done in a hurry!

Wow!

Head 'em up and move 'em out.

Alright, send 'em down.

Good job! Now... go get the next guy.

There... that was easy.

This magic stuff's not so dangerous after all.

Hey!

That's enough gourds! You can stop now!

I said, that we have. Enough. Gourds.

Look, the shelves are all full, so we...

Well, guess he got the message.

Hey!

I said stop it! Stop it or you're firewood!

Forces of nature, send me a whack,

so I won't get in trouble when my uncle comes back.

That's enough! Hey, this is startin' to get way out of hand.

Hoo! Some weather?

Looks like it's going to rain lions and wolves.

Is something wrong with the weather?

The heavens must be very angry.

Something deep in my Rafiki bones tells me you had some help.

No, no, no, Uncle Rafiki. I did it all by myself.

A walking tree.

Now that's got me stumped.

You haven't by any chance seen my walking stick, have you?

I seem to have misplaced it.

Stick? What stick?

I certainly hope nothing has happened to it.

That stick was given to me by my grandfather,

who got it from his grandfather, who got it from his grandfather,

who used it to bridge a gorge,

saving our entire peoples from being trampled

by a herd of angry ostriches!

No stick in the world has been as useful to me as that stick.

I'd say I'd even give my life for it.

Okay, okay, okay!

But I only used it a little bit.

And then the tree wouldn't stop and the wind was blowing,

and it got snapped in two.

I'm sorry, Uncle Rafiki. I'll never mess with magic again.

No need for tears, Nefu.

But... but you said,

I say lots of things. I'm an old, rambling baboon, you know.

Now, come there, Nefu. We must right the wrong.

Neeka jenga rama taos, stick of wonder help me now.

All the power you can muster, rave against the snow and bluster.

Circle of time spin back and fast to wipe away the foolish past.

Return the creatures to their elements.

Especially to silly elephants.

Sorry about the mess I made of things.

But one things for sure, you're not gonna run out

of gourds for a while.

Too many, they must go back.

The extra gourds,

they must be returned to the grove.

And you are going to do it.

Me?

Yes, yes, and look here. Look.

Perhaps some help.

That's part of your old stick.

And perhaps there's a little pintsized magic left inside.

Just remember, its power is a gift, worthy of great respect.

And now that you've learned your lesson,

I give this gift to you.

Maybe you can use your new stick

to help you get the gourds back to the grove.

Nah, I think I'll do this chore on my own.

Very wise, my dear Nefu. Very wise.

Nefu!

Sorry.