Nala: Wait till everybody finds out you've been here all this time! And your mother... what will she think?

Simba: She doesn't have to know. Nobody has to know.

Nala: Well, of course they do. Everyone thinks you're dead.

Simba: They do?

Nala: Yeah. Scar told us about the stampede (惊跑).

Simba: He did? Well... what else did he tell you?

Nala: What else matters? You're alive. and that means... you're the king.

Timon: King? Pbbb. Lady, have you got your lions crossed.

Pumbaa: King? Your Majesty! I gravel at your feet.

Simba: Stop it.

Timon: It's not "gravel." It's "grovel (趴，卑躬屈膝)." And DON'T-- he's not the king. Are ya?

Simba: No.

Nala: Simba?

Simba: No, I'm not the king. Maybe I was gonna be, but... that was a long time ago.

Timon: Let me get this straight. You're the king? And you never told us?

Simba: Look, I'm still the same guy.

Timon: But with power!

Nala: Could you guys... excuse us for a few minutes?

Timon: Hey, whatever she has to say, she can say in front of us. Right, Simba?

Simba: Hmm. Maybe you'd better go.

Timon: It starts. You think you know a guy...