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 ♪

Look, Pumbaa, we're here. We're out in the outback.

Up to our tails in down under.

Running wild in the land of kangaroos and dingoes.

Gee, Timon, I thought you said we were going to Australia.

This is Australia, my hog pal,

and I'm tellin' ya, Pumbaa,

there are bugs here no one's ever seen before, let alone tasted.

All we gotta do is catch 'em and shove 'em down our glistening gullets.

Gee, that sounds great.

Great?

Great isn't the half of it.

This is a harsh wilderness environment,

which will bring out the best of our hunting skills,

pushing us to the pinnacle of our potential.

You're right, Timon, that is better than great.

Yes, it's super great.

Well, well, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon. What you are waiting for?

- Let's get started. - Let's?

As in "let us"?

No, no, no, no.

You don't understand... And why should that surprise me?

Pumbaa, Pumbaa, Pumbaa,

reaching the pinnacle of your potential is not a group activity.

It must be accomplished solo, singular, e.g., alone.

Otherwise, it doesn't count.

You mean, we've got to split up and catch our own bugs,

on our own,

all alone,

separately?

Ding! Ding! We have a winner.

Gee, hunting without my bestest pal by my side...

well...

Pumbaa, trust me.

Victory is best when you don't share the credit with anybody else.

That's why they call it "individual achievement".

Well, all right, if you say so.

It's small, but tasty.

Ooh, but bigger is better.

And even bigger is even better.

Hi there, fuzzy face.

You call that huntin'/stalkin'/ predatory behavior?

Why, I've seen rabid wombats what get more stealthy than you.

And biggest is best!

Yeah, boy!

Okay, bug, let's go. You and me, right here, pal, right now.

You're about to taste the pinnacle of my potential.

Bug? What bug?

I'm a land crab, mate, accent on the crab.

Land crab, my eye.

You've got multiple legs and an exoskeleton,

and that spells bug with a capital "B",

and that rhymes with "T", and that stands for trophy. Timon's trophy!

Are you coming peaceably, or do I have to get rough?

Hey, lovely choreography, Cobber,

but I never went anywhere peaceably in my life.

Ooh! Oop! Woop! Oof! Woof! Aah!

Ta-da!

Pretzel, pass the salt.

Yaa!

Yeoww!

Hey, Timon, have you reached the pinnacle of your potential?

Ooh!

You know somethin', fuzzy face?

I think I'm beginnin' to like you.

Heh, heh, yeah?

Yeah.

Aah!

Starting to like me? I'll show you like.

Got a like right here, pal.

Yah-hey.

Boy, Timon, it sure feels great

bringing out my best and pushing myself

to the pinnacle of my potential.

Timon? You all right?

Is it gone?

- Is what gone? - The bug.

Is that bug gone?

Yeah, it's gone.

Hallelujah.

It was awful, Pumbaa, just awful.

It was a nightmare.

Timon, did you just... get whupped by a bug?

Bug? Not just a bug, Pumbaa,

a monster bug, like that giant whale, Moby Dick!

Except it's got legs, legs,

and it stares at you...

I see.

Timon,

I'd be more than happy to... well, if you're needing any...

help...

Need help?

Me? Me?

Yeah, you.

Me?

No one else here, buddy.

Me, need help?

Never! The day Timon needs help catching a bug

is the day it gets really cold in a really hot place.

I must ask you to leave.

You're upsetting me.

Well, okay, Timon.

Yeah, now, for that bug.

Hey there, fuzzy face! You still around?

Crikey!

What in the Great Barrier Reef are you supposed to be,

Puss in boot?

Me? I'm your worst nightmare.

Heh, heh, heh.

He-hey, what gives?

Heh, heh.

Say good day, fuzzy face.

G'day, fuzzy face.

I... hate... this.

Yaa!

Gee, Timon, you're not still tryin' to get that one bug, are ya?

Humph.

You don't need any help, do ya?

There.

Now, where did that kookaburra meerkat shimmy off to?

It better not give up. I'm havin' too much fun.

Hey, fuzzy face!

Where'd you go?

I think I found your pinnacle.

♪ I'm over here ♪

Bam! Smoosh! Bug stew!

Hey.

Hey, what gives?

Now, why isn't he bam, smoosh, bug stew?

Hey, you, I oughta...

That explains it.

Yaa!

I am loser. Hear me groan.

Well, Timon, are we ready to go?

I've already pushed myself to the pinnacle of my potential...

Several times.

I am Ultrahog.

I'm happy for you, really.

See my smile?

Ti... mon.

Boy, Timon.

How humiliating it must be to be beaten by one little bug.

Why? Why didn't you let me help you?

It doesn't count if you need help.

It's a hollow victory.

Nonsense. I had lots of help and I feel great!

Come on, come on, come on, get up, get up, get up,

I want you to meet my new friend.

He helped me catch lots of bugs, and I bet he'll help you, too.

Okay, Pumbaa, fine. I don't know what else to do.

I'll try anything.

Show me this master bug hunter of yours.

Timon, meet Brrruce!

Fuzzy face!

Aah!

Hey! I wonder what's buggin' him?

Ha ha ha!

Aaahh!

Faster, Pumbaa! Make with the speediness!

Being careful, of course, to avoid any low-hanging branches... like that one!

Notice how careful I was to avoid that low-hanging branch, Timon?

So you had to hit the high-hanging branch instead.

Hello there!

Pumbaa!

Don't worry, Timon. I won't let 'em catch us.

I'll never stop running. Never, never, never.

Say, you're not Timon.

I better go back and find my bestest best pal.

I'm having a devilishly difficult time locating any recipes for meerkat.

One might check under...

rodent.

Perfect.

I can't let him cook Timon. We're a team.

Without him, I'd just be...

And Pumbaa.

Forget the recipes!

Let's use the meerkat helper. A meaty meal in minutes.

Quick and convenient.

I do so love modern cooking.

First bring the water to a boil.

Yes, we've done that.

Second, we must hear the prey's last prayers.

Must we really listen to his last words?

Well, it's what the recipe says.

Don't worry.

I'll save you, bestest best buddy.

Any last words?

Don't eat me! Eat the hog!

- What hog? - What hog?

What hog?

Hey.

I'm talking bacon buffet!

I'm talking ham heaven!

I'm talking... owwwww!

That tape smarts.

It'll heal. Now, please, tell us more about this...

um, hog.

Yes, tell us more.

He's big, and plump, and juicy,

and plump, and deliciously hunger-satisfying.

And... did I mention he's plump?

Plump?

I'm just big-boned.

Now, not to be indelicate, but, exactly how...

plump is he?

Are you kidding?

He's so plump, he can make a hula hoop cry.

Why, he's so plump, he used to go to the desert

and sell shade, whoa!

He's so plump his pants size is unlisted!

I've known him for years, and I still haven't seen all of him!

Hello, is this thing on?

Man, am I getting dizzy.

Gee, I'm becoming offended.

Sounds deliciously...

How shall I put it?

Plump.

There he is. If you'll just cut me down,

I'll march right out there and catch him for ya.

No, no, no. That won't be necessary.

We'll just catch him ourselves.

Well, you could try, but you'd never find him.

You see, he's an expert in camouflagery.

The undefeated hide-and-seek champion.

This hog knows the jungle like the back of his tusks.

Then how do you propose we bring home this aforementioned bacon?

The hog trusts me.

Therefore, I could walk right up to him and grab him!

You know, easy as, er crust, with, the fruit in it.

Pie?

Hey, slow down!

You haven't had the main course yet.

Main course and pie. Ha! My sides!

Can I get down now?

Sold out by my so-called bestest best buddy.

Well, I'll show him!

Okay! I'm going to go and catch a plump, juicy warthog now.

So, you two just wait right here, and I'll be right back, of course.

Heh-heh! What a couple of mooks!

Now, I can find Pumbaa and get outta here.

Before...

you get out of here... please give us your wallet.

Your wallet.

Hand it over.

No way!

I'm afraid we really must insist.

Aah!

If you have my wallet, I'll have to come back

and not run off like I was planning.

Precisely!

Good!

Me and my big mouth!

Now, I have to actually catch Pumbaa.

Unfortunately, that'll be a cinch,

'cause he doesn't know the first thing about...

yipe!

Whaaaaa?

So, I'll be easy to catch as pie?

Well, you'll never catch this pie, Timon.

We'll see about that.

Free bugs, boy!

It's bug appreciation day,

the one day a year when nobody or anyone should eat bugs.

Well!

My brain is so clever!

Boy! Get my picture taken with Simba!

You bet!

All right...

Big smile.

These look great. They make me look slender. Thanks!

All I have to do is act like I'm in danger.

Pumbaa unties me... then I tie up him.

Cleverness is ample in me.

Help! Help! Help! Help.

Timon? Timon!

No! Don't you worry, bestest pal.

I'll set aside our differences and rescue you!

Hurry! Quick! Untie me, Pumbaa, before the train comes.

Say, there's no train in this jungle.

I believe this is a trap thought up by your clever brain.

Well, if you're so clever, you can think of a way to untie yourself!

Aaaah!

I knew Timon would never be able to catch me.

Gotcha.

Timon! Get away from me! I don't want to be eaten!

Pumbaa! I'm trying to save you!

No, you're not.

You are trying to catch me and feed me to the cheetahs!

Don't be ridiculous! Why would I do that?

Because you'd do anything to save your own skin.

This is true.

But I'm still your bestest best friend, Pumbaa,

so you've gotta listen to me.

No, I don't Timon. I know how smart you are.

You want to trick me.

From now on, anything you tell me to do,

I'm going to do the opposite.

Okay, then...

Pumbaa, run off and start talking.

You can't trick me, Timon.

I'm gonna sit down and listen.

The truth is, Pumbaa,

I told the cheetahs that cockamamie story

that I could catch you so they'd let me go...

so I could find you, and we'd run to safety.

- Understand? - No.

Are you saying you don't understand because you don't understand,

or are you doing that opposite thing again?

I'm saying I don't understand

because I don't understand how you could do such a very not nice thing.

They were going to eat me!

What would you have done under the circumstances?

Well, I probably would've invented some cockamamie story

to convince the cheetahs to let me catch you,

when in reality, I would try to find you

so that we could both run away to safety.

Really?

Well, you didn't have to call me...

plump!

I was joking! Can't you take a joke?

No.

Well, fortunately, those chump cheetahs fell for it,

and we're free, pal, free!

Now, our only problem is figuring out how to get my wallet back.

That's not your only problem.

My, isn't this splendid?

Now we can have the meerkat as an appetizer,

and for the main course, we can have...

the pig!

Pig? Are you talkin' about me?

You called him a pig.

Are you talkin' about me?

Shouldn't have done that.

Are you talkin' about me?

Now you're in for it.

They call me...

Mr. Pig!

We're not really going to eat them, are we, Timon?

Of course not, Pumbaa... I've just got an axe to grind!