I quiver with fear! Now, Scar, don't look at me that way. Help! Scar? Drop him. Impeccable timing, Your Majesty. Why, if it isn't my big brother descending from on high to mingle with the commoners. Sarabi and I didn't see you at the presentation of Simba. That was today? I feel simply awful! Must've slipped my mind. Yes, well, as slippery as your mind is. As the king's brother, you should've been first in line! Well, I was first in line, until the little hairball was born. That hairball is my son and your future king. I shall practice my curtsy! Don't turn your back on me, Scar. Oh, no, Mufasa. Perhaps you shouldn't turn your back on me. Is that a challenge? Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you. Pity. Why not?