电影剧本 狮子王 The Lion king

Scar: Life's not fair, is it Scar: Life's not fair, is it? You see I -- well, I... shall never be King. {exhale lightly} And you... shall never see the light of another day. {closed-mouth laughter. Zazu : {Interrupting} Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food? Scar: {Light sigh. The mouse is under his paw.} What do you want? Zazu: I'm here to announce that King Mufasa is on his way. {bows} ...So you'd better have a good excuse for missing the ceremony this morning. Scar: Oh now look, Zazu; you've made me lose my lunch. Zazu: Hah! You'll lose more than that when the King gets through with you. He's as mad as a hippo with a hernia. Scar: Oooh... I quiver with FEAR. Zazu: {Very concerned} Now Scar, don't look at me that way... HELP! {Scar quickly pounces on the bird, catching him in his mouth.} Mufasa: {Almost immediately and off-camera} Scar! ... Scar: {Mouth full} Mm-hmm? Mufasa: Drop him. Zazu: {Speaking from Scar's mouth} Impeccable timing, your majesty. {Scar spits the bird out, covered with saliva} Zazu: {Slimed} Eyyccch. Scar: {Sarcastically overjoyed} Why! If it isn't my big brother descending from on high to mingle with the commoners. Mufasa: Sarabi and I didn't ssee you at the presentation of Simba. Scar: {Faking astonishment} That was today? Oh, I feel simply awful. {He turns and start scraping his claws on the rock wall. Zazu cringes at the sound.} Scar: {Admiring his claws} ...Must have slipped my mind. Zazu: Yes, well, as slippery as your mind is, as the king's brother, you should have been first in line! {Scar clicks his teeth at Zazu, who has flown near his face. Zazu takes cover behind Mufasa's foreleg. Scar bends down to speak to him.} Scar: Well, I was first in line... until the little hairball was born. Mufasa: {Lowering his head and meeting Scar eye to eye}That "hairball" is my son... and your future king. Scar: Ohh, I shall practice my curtsy. {Scar turns away and starts to exit} Mufasa: {Warning} Don't turn your back on me, Scar. Scar: {Looking back} Oh, no, Mufasa. Perhaps YOU shouldn't turn YOUR back on me. Mufasa: {Roars and literally jumps in front of Scar, baring his teeth for the first time} Is that a challenge? Scar: Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you. Zazu: Pity! Why not? Scar: {Looking at Zazu} Well, as far as brains go, I got the lion's share. But, when it comes to brute strength{looking at Mufasa} ...I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool. Zazu: {Deep sigh} There's one in every family, sire... Two in mine, actually. {perches on Mufasa's shoulder} And they always manage to ruin special occasions. Mufasa: What am I going to do with him? Zazu: He'd make a very handsome throw rug. Mufasa: {Chiding} Zazu! Zazu: And just think! Whenever he gets dirty, you could take him out and BEAT him. Simba: Dad! Dad! Come on, Dad, we gotta go. Wake up! Simba: Sorry! ...Oop. Simba: Dad? Daad. Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad- Sarabi: {Over Simba's endless noise of "Dad"s, sleepily} Your son... is awake... Mufasa: {Also sleepily} Before sunrise, he's YOUR son. Simba: Dad? Daad! Come on, Dad! {tugs at Mufasa's ear.} Daa-- Whoa! {He loses his grip on Mufasa's ear, and slips and crashes into something off camera. He then comes running back on screen and butts Mufasa. Mufasa sleepily eyes his son.} Simba: You promised! Mufasa: {Seeing his son's impatience} Okay, okay. I'm up. I'm up. Simba: Yeah! Mufasa: Look, Simba. Everything the light touches is our kingdom. Simba: Wow. Mufasa: A king's time as ruler rises and falls like the sun. One day, Simba, the sun will set on my time here, and will rise with you as the new king. Simba: And this will all be mine? Mufasa: Everything. Simba: Everything the light touches. What about that shadowy place? Mufasa: That's beyond our borders. You must never go there, Simba. Simba: But I thought a king can do whatever he wants. Mufasa: Oh, there's more to being king than... getting your way all the time. Simba: {Awed} There's more? Mufasa: {Chuckles} Simba... Mufasa: Everything you see exists together, in a delicate balance. As king, you need to understand that balance, and respect all the creatures-- from the crawling ant to the leaping antelope. Simba: But, Dad, don't we eat the antelope? Mufasa: Yes, Simba, but let me explain. When we die, our bodies become the grass. And the antelope eat the grass. And so we are all connected in the great Circle of Life. Zazu: {Lights on a nearby rock} Good morning, sire! Mufasa: Good morning, Zazu. Zazu: Checking in... with the morning report. Mufasa: Fire away. Zazu: Well! The buzz from the bees is that the leopards are in a bit of a spot... {Zazu's speech will continue through without stop. Simba's and Mufasa's conversation is the focus.} Mufasa: {Distracted} Oh, really? {Simba, uninterested in Zazu, pounces at a grasshopper and misses} Zazu: {Continuing, not noticing Mufasa's lack of enthusiasm} ... And the baboons are going ape over this. Of course, the giraffes are acting like they're above it all... Mufasa: {To Simba} What are you doing, son? Simba: {Disappointedly looking in his empty paws} Pouncing. Mufasa: Let an old pro show you how it's done. Zazu: ...The tick birds are pecking on the elephants. I told the elephants to forget it, but they can't... Mufasa: Zazu, would you turn around? Zazu: Yes, sire. {Continuing immediately} The cheetahs are hard up, but I always say ... Mufasa: {Whispering} Stay low to the ground. Zazu: Cheetahs never prosper... Simba: {Whispering} Okay, stay low to the ground, right... yeah... Zazu: {Realizing something is amiss} What going on? Mufasa: A pouncing lesson. Zazu: Oh very good. Pouncing. {Realizing} Pouncing! Oh no, sire, you can't be serious... {Mufasa motions for Zazu to turn back around.} Zazu: Oh... this is so humiliating. Mufasa: {Still whispering} Try not to make a sound. Zazu: What are you telling him, Mufasa? {Looking around uneasily-- Simba and Mufasa seem to have disappeared.} Mufasa? Simba? {Simba does a full pounce leaving Zazu stunned on the ground} Mufasa: Ha ha ha ha ha. That's very good. Ha ha ha... {A gopher emerges under Zazu.} Gopher: Zazu! Zazu: {Exasperated} Yes? Gopher: {Saluting} Sir. News from the underground. Mufasa: {To Simba} Now, this time-- Zazu: {Interrupting and with urgency} Sire! Hyenas! In the Pride Lands! Mufasa: {Serious now} Zazu, take Simba home. Simba: Oh, Dad, can't I come? Mufasa: {Curtly} No, son. Simba: I never get to go anywhere. Zazu: Oh, young master, one day you will be king; then you can chase those slobbering mangy stupid poachers from dawn until dusk. Simba: Hey Uncle Scar! Guess what! Scar: I despise guessing games. Simba: I'm going to be king of Pride Rock. Scar: {Sarcastically} Oh goody. Simba: {Looking out over the edge of the rock} My dad just showed me the whole kingdom; {greedily} and I'm going to rule it all. Heh heh. Scar: Yes. Well... forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know. Simba: Hey, Uncle Scar? When I'm king, what will that make you? Scar: A monkey's uncle. Simba: Heh heh. You're so weird. Scar: You have NO idea. ...So, your father showed you the whole kingdom, did he? Simba: Everything. Scar: He didn't show you what's beyond that rise at the northern border...? Simba: {Disappointed} Well, no... he said I can't go there. Scar: And he's absolutely right. It's far too dangerous. Only the bravest lions go there. Simba: Well, I'm brave! What's out th-- Scar: {Interrupting} No, I'm sorry, Simba, I just can't tell you. Simba: Why not? Scar: Simba, Simba, I'm only looking out for the well-being of my favorite nephew. {Scar rubs and pats Simba's head} Simba: {Snorts sarcastically} Yeah, right, I'm your only nephew. Scar: All the more reason for me to be protective... An elephant graveyard is no place for a young prince... {faking surprise} Oops! Simba: {Enthusiastic} An elephant what? Whoa. Scar: {Faking dismay} Oh dear, I've said too much... Well, I suppose you'd have found sooner or later, you being SO clever and all... {pulling Simba near} Oh, just do me one favor-- promise me you'll never visit that dreadful place. Simba: {Thinks} No problem. Scar: There's a good lad. You run along now and have fun. And remember... it's our little secret. Simba: Hey, Nala. Nala: Hi, Simba. Simba: Come on. I just heard about this great place. Nala: {Through clenched teeth} Simba! I'm kind of in the middle of a bath. Sarabi: And it's time for yours. {Simba tries (too late) to escape; Sarabi bends down and grabs him. She proceeds to give the struggling cub a bath.} Simba: Mom! ...Mom. You're messing up my mane. Simba: Okay, okay, I'm clean. Can we go now? Nala: So where are we going? It better not be anyplace dumb. Simba: No. It's really cool. Sarabi: So where is this "really cool" place? Simba: Oh. {thinks} Uh... around the water hole. Nala: The water hole? What's so great about the water hole? Simba: {Whisper} I'll SHOW you when we GET there. Nala: {Whisper} Oh. {Normal} Uh... Mom, can I go with Simba? Sarafina: Hmm... What do you think, Sarabi? Sarabi: Well... Nala and Simba: {through broad, forced grins} Pleeeease? Sarabi: It's all right with me... {Nala and Simba are overjoyed} Nala: All right! Simba: Yeah! Sarabi: ...As long as Zazu goes with you. {Simba and Nala stop dead in their celebration} Simba: No. Not Zazu. [Water Hole Scene] {Camera is at a ground angle slightly behind the cubs walking towards the water hole. Zazu is visible in the sky overhead.} Zazu: Step lively. The sooner we get to the water hole, the sooner we can leave. {Camera angle changes to the cubs from an immediate real view} Nala: {Whisper} So where we really going? Simba: {Whisper} An elephant graveyard. Nala: Wow! Simba: {Whisper} Shhh! Zazu. Nala: {Whisper} Right. So how are we gonna ditch the dodo? {Camera switch to just above Zazu. We hear the cubs whispering back and forth below} Simba: {Whispering} Oh, I know how we can-- Zazu: {Flying down} Oh, just look at you two. Little seeds of romance blossoming in the savannah. Your parents will be thrilled... {He lands in front of them} ...what with your being betrothed and all. Simba: Be-what? Zazu: Betrothed. Intended. Affianced. Nala: Meaning...? Zazu: {As though holding on to his coat lapels} One day, you two are going to be married! Simba: Yuck! Nala: Ewww. Simba: I can't marry her. She's my friend. Nala: Yeah. It'd be too weird. Zazu: Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but you two turtle- doves have no choice. It's a tradition... Zazu: ...going back generations. Simba: Well, when I'm king, that'll be the first thing to go. Zazu: Not so long as I'm around. {Start fading in intro to "I Just Can't Wait to Be King"} Simba: Well, in that case, you're fired. Zazu: Hmmm... Nice try, but only the king can do that. {Pokes Simba's nose} Nala: Well, he's the future king. Simba: Yeah. {Thumping Zazu's chest} So you have to do what I tell you Zazu: Not yet I don't. And with an attitude like that, I'm afraid you're shaping up to be a pretty pathetic king indeed. Simba: Hmph. Not the way I see it. Zazu: {Muffled} I beg your pardon, madam, but... GET OFF! ... Simba? Nala? [Elephant Graveyard - Hyena Scene] {Camera change to Simba and Nala making their way away from Zazu. They are laughing.} Simba: All right, it worked! Nala: We lost 'im. Simba: {Arrogantly} I... am a genius. Nala: Hey, Genius, it was my idea. Simba: Yeah, but I pulled it off. Nala: With me! Simba: Oh yeah? ...Rrarr! {Simba jumps at Nala; they tussle quickly. Nala ends on top and pins Simba with her forepaws, producing a resounding thump.} Nala: Ha. Pinned ya. Simba: {Annoyed} Hey, lemme up. {Nala turns away smiling. Simba looks at her and jumps at her again. They tussle, rolling down a short hill. She pins him again in the same position with another thump.} Nala: Pinned ya again. Simba: This is it. We made it. {They look over the edge of the ledge they are on. A large bull elephant skull is nearby. The camera follows to survey the entire bleak view.} Simba and Nala: Whoa! Nala: It's really creepy. Simba: Yeah... Isn't it great? Nala: {Relishing her naughtiness} We could get in big trouble. Simba: {Enjoying it also} I know, huh. Nala: {Looking at the skull} I wonder if its brains are still in there. Simba: {Walking towards the skull} There's only one way to know. Come on. Let's go check it out. {Simba walks towards the mouth of the skull. Zazu flaps suddenly up in front of them, emitting a sharp squawk of "Wrong!" and giving the audience a start.} Zazu: The only checking out you will do will be to check out of here. Simba: Aw, man. Zazu: We're way beyond the boundary of the Pride Lands. Simba: Huh. Look. Banana Beak is scared. Heh. Zazu: {Poking Simba in the nose} That's Mr. Banana Beak to you, fuzzy. And right now we are all in very real danger. {Simba has moved nearer to the entrance of the skull} Simba: Danger? Hah! I walk on the wild side. I laugh in the face of danger. Ha ha ha ha! {Following Simba's confident laughter we hear more laughing from inside the skull. Simba runs back and hides behind Nala and Zazu. Three hyenas emerge from the skull's eyes and mouth.} Shenzi: Well, well, well, Banzai. What have we got here? Banzai: Hmm. I don't know, Shenzi. Uh... what do you think, Ed? Ed: {Crazy laughter} {They circle around the cubs and Zazu.} Banzai: Yeah, just what I was thinking. A trio of trespassers! Zazu: And quite by accident, let me assure you. A simple navigational error. Eh heh heh... Shenzi: Whoa, whoa, wait wait wait... I know you. {peering close into the camera} You're Mufasa's little stooge. Zazu: I, madam, am the king's majordomo. Banzai: {Looking at Simba} And that would make you...? Simba: The future king. Shenzi: Do you know what we do to kings who step out of their kingdom? Simba: Puh. You can't do anything to me. Zazu: Uhh... technically, they can. We are on their land. Simba: But Zazu, you told me they're nothing but slobbering mangy stupid poachers. Zazu: {Aside, surreptitiously, to Simba} Ix-nay on the oopid-stay... Banzai: Who you callin' "oopid-stay?!?" Zazu: {Harried} My, my, my. Look at the sun. {starts to try to hasten the cubs away} It's time to go! Shenzi: What's the hurry? We'd looove you to stick around for dinner. Banzai: Yeaaaah! We could have whatever's... "lion" around! {In the background} Get it? Lion around! {laughs} Shenzi: Oh wait, wait, wait. I got one, I got one. Make mine a "cub" sandwich. Whatcha think? {Peals of uncontrollable laughter. Ed jumps up and starts gesticulating and jabbering.} Shenzi: What? Ed? What is it? Banzai: {Looking where Ed is pointing} Hey, did we order this dinner to go? Shenzi: No. Why? Banzai: 'Cause there it goes! {Camera view to the cubs running off; they stop after a bit. Quick camera jump showing Zazu being caught in mid-flight.} Nala: Did we lose 'em? Simba: I think so. Where's Zazu? {Camera switch. The hyenas have Zazu near a steam vent. Banzai is holding the bird.} Banzai: The little majordomo bird hippity-hopped all the way to the birdie-boiler. {He walks Zazu to the vent and stuffs him into it, plugging it up.} Zazu: Oh no. Not the birdie-boiler. {It shoots him off in a puff of steam} {The hyenas start laughing hysterically} Simba: {Now near the hyenas} Hey! Why don't you pick on somebody your own size? Shenzi: Like... you? Simba: Oops. {The hyenas start chasing the cubs. They dart around behind them and poke their heads through an active methane vent.} Shenzi, Banzai, Ed: BOO! {laughter} {The hyenas chase the cubs up and over the skull and the cubs slip away by sliding down the spine. They shoot off the end of the spine and land on a hillside of bones.} Nala: Simba! {Simba turns around and is horrified to see Nala slipping back down the pile.} Nala: Aaaaiee! {Simba runs bravely back and claws Shenzi across the cheek, drawing blood and distracting her while Nala escapes. Shenzi becomes enraged; the Hyenas pursue the cubs quickly and corner them in a cave.} ************** CUT LINES ********************************* {For a reason unknown to me, the following line was cut. It appeared on story boards and even in the promotional pamphlet for the movie [as well as on the first series of collector's cards -BT]. It must have been cut fairly late in production.} Shenzi: Look, boys! A king fit for a meal! Banzai: {Entering the cave, taunting} Here, kitty, kitty, kitty. {Simba tries to roar. He produces a nice medium yowl.} Shenzi: Oo-hoo... that was it? Hah. Do it again... come on. {Simba opens his mouth to roar again, but we hear a full- grown lion roar.} Shenzi, Banzai, Ed: Huh?! {Mufasa charges the hyenas from camera left and knocks them about until they are cringing under him.} Shenzi: Oh, please, please. Uncle. Uncle. Banzai: Ow. Ow. Ow. Mufasa: {Half roar} Silence! Banzai: Oh, we're gonna shut up right now. Shenzi: Calm down. We're really sorry. Mufasa: If you ever come near my son again... Shenzi: Oh this is... this is your son?!? Banzai: Oh, your son? Shenzi: Did you know that? Banzai: No... me? I-I-I didn't know it. No. Did you? Shenzi: No! Of course not. Banzai: No. Shenzi and Banzai: Ed? Ed: {Stupidly nods yes} {Mufasa roars} Banzai: Toodles! {With a gunshot sound they disappear. Zazu lights in front of Mufasa, giving him a "that'll show 'em" nod... but then withers under Mufasa's angry glare.} Simba: {Approaching his father} Dad, I... Mufasa: You deliberately disobeyed me. Simba: Dad, I'm... I'm sorry. Mufasa: {Stern} Let's go home. {They all start walking out of the Burial Grounds, the cubs bent down in shame.} Nala: {Whispering} I thought you were very brave. {The camera steadily pans up one of the walls of the cave. It stops on a horrifying image of Scar, standing on a ledge where he had been watching the cubs' near-demise.} [Disciplinary - Stars Scene] {Camera switch to out on the savannah. The cubs are still walking in a shamed manner behind Mufasa. Zazu is flying between.} Mufasa: {Still stern} Zazu? Zazu: {Flying forward and lighting in front of Mufasa, his trepidation showing} Yes, sire? Mufasa: {Stern} Take Nala home. I've got to teach my son a lesson. Zazu: Come, Nala. Simba... {puts his wings on Simba's shoulders, gives a heavy sigh, and then a reassuring pat} Good luck. {Zazu and Nala leave. The camera view is of Simba in the foreground with Mufasa facing away from the camera in the background.} Mufasa: {Calling, still very stern, not looking at Simba} Simba! {The word reverberates in the night air.} {Simba slowly turns and walks towards his father. The camera follows him forward. Ominous yet sad music. Simba steps into a depression. Looking down he sees that his forepaw fits inside just the palmprint of his father's paw. A very tense moment for Simba. It comes across to the audience that his father could easily do much, much more than discipline Simba. [It also comes across that Simba has some rather big shoes to fill, so to speak, and is only now realizing his true position. -BT] Simba is harshly reminded of how small and young he is compared to his father. He looks up and, quite courageously, continues to come forward.} {Mufasa thinks silently for a few moments, not looking at his son. Then, finally, he turns to him.} Mufasa: Simba, I'm very disappointed in you. Simba: {Very quietly and sadly} I know. Mufasa: {Continuing} You could have been killed. You deliberately disobeyed me. And what's worse, you put Nala in danger! Simba: {Bordering on crying, voice cracks} I was just trying to be brave like you. Mufasa: I'm only brave when I have to be. Simba... being brave doesn't mean you go looking for trouble. Simba: But you're not scared of anything. Mufasa: I was today. Simba: {Disbelieving} You were? Mufasa: Yes... {bends down close to Simba} I thought I might lose you. Simba: Oh. {Lightening slightly} I guess even kings get scared, huh? Mufasa: Mm-hmm. Simba: {Whispering conspiratorially} But you know what? Mufasa: {Whispering back} What? Simba: I think those hyenas were even scareder. Mufasa: {Gentle laugh} 'Ca