Scar: Zazu, why am I not loved? I am that rare and awesome thing I’m every inch a king Yet I feel a twinge of doubt As I go walk about
Banzai: Hey, boss!
Scar: When my name is whispered through the pride Is this talk of love or regicide?
Shenzi: Reggie who?
Scar: Tell me I’m adored Please tell me I’m adored
Banzai: Hey, boss!
Scar: Oh, what is it?
Banzai: We got a bone to pick with you
Shanzi: There’s no food, no water —
Banzai: Yeah. It’s dinnertime, and there ain’t no stinkin’ entries!
Scar: Oh, you and your petty complaints. You don’t know what real hunger is. Day after day it gnaws at the very core of my being
Banzai: I had that once. It was worms
Scar: No, no, no... it’s like an itch... deep, persistent, profound...
Banzai: That’s it – worms! When they get really bad all you gotta do is... hunker down and scoot
Scar: Thanks for the tip. Ingrates! If it weren’t for me you’d be beating off buzzards for your next bite!
Shenzi & Banzai: Yeah, you’re our savior, thanks a bunch But how about some lunch? It doesn’t matter if it s fresh I need a fix of flesh My bones have moved to where they’ve never been They are on the outside looking in
Scar: Are you blaming me?
Shenzi & Banzai: Oh no, it s the lionesses You are so adored Oh, you are so adored
Scar: That’s more like it
Shenzi & Banzai: But what I’d give for one more hit Of wildebeest kielbasa Or maybe hornbill on the spit...
Zuzu: Oh, how I miss Mufasa
Scar: Mufasa?! Mufasa?! How dare you! I told you never to mention that name!
Zuzu: Note taken. I shall never mention "M-m-m" again
Scar: Even in death, his shadow looms over me There he is! No! There he is! And there!
Zuzu: Calm yourself, Sire, or you’ll get another one of your splitting headaches!
Scar: I am perfectly fine! I’m better than Mufasa was I’m revered I am reviled I’m idolized I am despised I’m keeping calm I’m going wild! I tell myself I’m fine Yes I am, no you’re not Yes I am, no you’re not I tell myself I’m fine No you’re not, yes I am, no you’re not Yes I am No you’re not Yes, no, yes, no, who am I talking to...?
Zazu: Oh, pull yourself together, Sire!
Scar: Oh, very well. Zazu? Zazu, Zazu, Zazu...?
Zazu: Yes, Sire?
Scar: Nobody loved me, there’s the rub, not even as a cub What did my brother have that I don’t have?
Zazu: Do you want the short list or the long?
Scar: Whatever!
Zazu: Well, he had adoring subjects... a loving family... a devoted queen...
Scar: That’s it! I need a queen!
Zazu: A what?
Scar: A queen, man! A queen! Without a queen, what am I? A dead end, no line, no descendants, no future. With a queen, I’ll have cubs... Immortality will be mine! Immortality will be mine!
Nala: Scar
Scar: Ah, Nala... Your timing couldn’t have been more perfect. My how you’ve grown
Nala: Scar, you have got to do something. We’re being forced to overhunt
Scar: She s got those assets feminine
Nala: You’re the king. Control the hyenas
Scar: I have to make her mine
Nala: You’re destroying the Pridelands
Scar: Nobility in every gene
Nala: If we don’t stop now.. Don’t you see...
Scar: She has to be my queen
Nala: ...there’s still a chance for things to be all right again...
Scar: Come, sweet Nala It’s written in the stars
Nala: What are you doing? Are you listening to me?