Pumbaa: Timon, ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there?
Timon: Pumbaa, I don't wonder; I know.
Pumbaa: Oh. What are they?
Timon: They're fireflies. Fireflies that, uh... got stuck up on that big bluish-black thing.
Pumbaa: Oh, gee. I always thought they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away.
Timon: Pumbaa, with you, everything's gas


Pumbaa: It's like my buddy Timon always says: you got to put your behind in your past.
Timon: No, no no. Amateur. Sit down before you hurt yourself. It's "You got to put your past behind you."


Adult Simba: I know what I have to do. But going back will mean facing my past. I've been running from it for so long.
(Rafiki hits simba with his stick)
Adult Simba: Oww. Jeez... What was that for?
Rafiki: It doesn't matter, it's in the past.
Adult Simba: Yeah, but it still hurts.
Rafiki: Oh yes, the past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it, or learn from it.
(Rafiki trys to hit Simba again but he miss)
Rafiki: Ha. You See? So what are you going to do?
Adult Simba: First, I'm gonna take your stick.
(Simba takes the stick and trow it away)
Rafiki: No, not the stick. Hey, where you going?
Adult Simba: I'm going back.
Rafiki: Good. Go on. Get out of here




Finns det en tid och ett liv för oss,
har du ett svar där i dina ögon.
Tänk om jag kunde få se, se när du ler

Långt ovanför, finns det ett land,
där man kan gå i sol på en strand.
Om vi var två, kunde jag få, del av din värld?



Vet inte vad, vet inte när,
bara att något började här,
jag ska bli fri, och jag ska bli
del av din värld







Det är något speciellt med disney...