03x03 - Lemonade Stand Off/Big Jungle Game

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♪ Hakuna matata ♪

♪ what a wonderful phrase ♪

♪ hakuna matata! ♪

♪ Ain't no passin' craze ♪

♪ it means no worries ♪

♪ for the rest of your days ♪

♪ it's our problem-free ♪

♪ philosophy ♪

♪ hakuna matata ♪

♪ yeah! ♪

♪ Hakuna! Matata! ♪

♪ Timon and Pumbaa! ♪

♪ Hakuna! Matata! ♪

♪ It means no worries ♪

♪ for the rest of your days ♪

♪ it's our problem-free ♪

♪ philosophy ♪

♪ hakuna matata ♪

♪ Timon & Pumbaa ♪

Hey, this water's dirty.
Let's go find a juice bar.

Pumbaa, I smell an opportunity!

You know what to do

when life gives you
lemons, Pumbaa?

Make lemonade!

I like lemonade.

Everybody likes lemonade.

Ol' pal, we are going
to be soft drink moguls.

Partners?

Partners.

Hiya!

Let the juicing begin.

Timon! Shouldn't we make
sure the lemons are ripe?

Perfect!

Proceed with the juicing.

Timon and Pumbaa's lemonade
experience is open for business!

With me as lemonade chef
and you as head sales hog,

we'll be rich!

Ah, rush hour.

Go get 'em, you
super sales pig, you.

Hello, there, travelers.

Lemonade to whet your whistle?

Okay, time out, Leo.

Let's get a drink.

This lemonade was made by
the great lemonade chef Timon.

Him.

Pfaa-pah! Pfaa-pah!

Oo-doh...

Time in.

You know, Timon, I don't
think they like your lemonade.

My lemonade?

My lemonade?

It's not the lemonade they aren't
buying, it's the sales technique.

Your lousy sales technique.

I like my sales
technique. It's just fine!

It's not, and I'll prove it.

I pronounce myself head
of the sales department.

But, Timon, I'm chief salesman!

Not anymore.

I've demoted you to cleanup boy.

No hard feelings, Pumbaa,
but this is business.

If that's the way
you're gonna be, Timon,

I'm gonna make my own lemonade!

Fine! Partnership over!

Yahaah!

Hehh...

Hmm...

Help...

Lost... in desert...
for... weeks.

Need... something...
to... drink.

Now's our chance!

Er, my chance.

No, mine!

Afternoon, stranger.

Might I interest you in
some fine lemonade?

Oh, yes! Oh, yesss!

Uh, mine's better, my good man.

I use only the freshest,
plumpest lemons.

If you buy my lemonade, you'll
realize I got the best lemons

from the only lemon tree around.

I don't care!

I'd drink it if it
were full of bugs!

Boy, have you come
to the right place.

Uh, mine has better bugs,
and lots of good, juicy bugs.

And at Pumbaa's lemonade to go,

if you buy my lemonade
now, you get a...

This handy carrying case,

also known as a glass, free!

Ah, standard equipment at
Timon's lemonade experience.

With my drink, you
get a peel-off game card

that promises to make
you an instant winner!

Ah hoo hoo!

Oh, my gosh! Look! Look!

You won a handful of dirt!

Dirt? Dirt!

Look, I've been crawling
across dirt for days.

What I want is
something to drink!

Whoa!

My dear fellow,
choose my lemonade,

and you'll take home, uh...

A year's supply of car wax.

So, that's the lemonade,
the glass, the car wax,

and I'll throw in the bugs and
ice, so what do you say, huh?

Is it a deal?

Car wax? Are you nuts?

You don't even have a car.

I'm offering something
everyone can use.

Buy my lemonade, and you get...

The pacific ocean. That's right!

Plus, I'll be your
servant for two years.

What do you think?

No! I'll be your
servant for three years.

Four!

Right! Forget it!

I'm crawling back
into the desert!

I'd rather be eaten by
buzzards than deal with you two.

Stupid rodents!

I mean, look at me.

I crawl in off the desert,

one lemonade stand would've
been more than I could ask for,

but two!

I mean, why did
there have to be two?

Why? Why aren't
you answering me?

He's right.

The only sure way to make a sale

is to eliminate the competition.

Aah!

Heh heh heh...

Gulp.

Attack!

Wha...?

Ha ha ha!

This is how you
eliminate the competition?

Yup.

What's he up to now?

Huh?

Nice, but how are your
customers supposed to get in?

Why, they'll just... uh...

Grr!

There. Happy?

Yuhh!

Pumbaa, please allow
me to make amends

and illustrate that
I hold no grudges.

A gift for my competition.

Gee, Timon, that
was really nice of you.

Hey, it's a magnet.

Yes, it is.

Your generosity is
altogether too much, Timon.

Take this small
token of my gratitude.

You shouldn't have really.

Listen, Pumbaa, I'm...

Well, you know, I'm, uh... I...

Sorry? Ah, it's okay, Timon.

I got kinda carried away, too.

Well, we sure learned
our lesson, old friend,

and it's all in the past.

Yeah.

- And that just means more bug.
- Infested lemonade for us.

To my good friend Pumbaa!

Partners again, Timon?

Sure.

Plecch! Ptooey!

It could use some sugar.

Maybe we should've
tasted it first.

Huh?

Huh?

Grrr!

Waaaaaaa!

Would you wake up already?

If we don't hurry down

to the brunch
buffet at the big log,

there won't be any of
those crunchy beetles left.

Oh! Timon! Where are you?

I'm nearby.

Timon, Timon!

You'll never believe
it. I've had a vision.

I've seen my destiny.

Ptooey! Destiny?

You can't have a destiny.

You have to have a
license to have a destiny,

and fill out a form, and wait


No, no, Timon. I
saw it in my dream.

I am to be an athlete in
the upcoming jungle games!

You? You're gonna compete

in the jungle games?
Intentionally? Hah!

You're gonna pit yourself

against animals that
have grace and poise?

Ah, ha ha ha!

Ooh, hoo hoo!

Well... what's wrong with that?

I keep my body in shape.

Hah! Yeah, in the shape
of an oval! Ha ha ha ha!

Now what are you doing?

From here to the
tree, Timon. Time me.

Hey, not bad.

You should be
there by next week.

Depressing. I've seen
glaciers that move faster.

I wasn't, uh... warmed up.

Time me from here to...

That rock.

Look, why don't
you just forget it?

I mean, I can outrun you.

Yeoww... oof! Whoaaaa...

Hey, but I can't out roll you.

Got me there, pal!

Ow! Whoaaaa!

Ooh, unsynchronized
swimming, too.

You're so versatile.

You're gonna sweep
the whole competition.

That's right, I am!

Pumbaa, athletics are strenuous.

It's like, well, work.

Definitely not hakuna matata.

It is, too, Timon.

We athletes are
goodwill ambassadors.

If that's not hakuna
matata, I don't know what is.

Say there, sport, sure is nice to
hang out with other athletes, isn't it?

Hey, there, my name is... ooh...

Pleased to make your... aah...

Acquainta... aaaaaah!

Aaaaaah!

Yeow! Waaaaaaaa!

First event... The 100-meter
jungle river freestyle!

Hey, Timon, I'm
entering my first event.

Do I look athletic or what,
huh? Huh? Come on, come on!

The mook's made a fool of
himself before the starting g*n.

Aah!

Aah!

This isn't happening!
This isn't happening!

Aah!

Did you hurt any
vital parts, old buddy?

Just my pride. Oooh!

But I'm not giving up.

I still hear my destiny calling.

Your destiny better
call you a doctor.

Next event... the
coconut shot put!

Ohhhh!

I... I did it! Ha!

I lifted my shot!

Now I just gotta
put it somewhere.

Waaaaaa!

Good distance, buddy!

But style points... zero.

The long jump over quicksand!

Listen up, Pumbaa, you're
getting creamed out there.

They're gonna cancel your
health insurance if you keep this up.

Let's call it a day.

♪ La la la la la
la la la la la la ♪

♪ not listening ♪

Come on, let's blow this joint.

I'll buy you a bugscicle.
What do you say?

Timon, I'm gonna do
this, whether I win or not.

Well, at least I landed
just short of the quicksand.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the banana tree high jump!

And, up!

Yaaaaaaaa!

Yeow!

Yaaaaaaa!

Ugh!

Hey, I did it!

Ohh!

It's incredible, but I
just checked the scores.

You tied the gazelle
in the high jump,

and they gave you third place
for outswimming that crocodile.

So you could still
actually win this thing.

How do you feel?

You were right, Timon.
I'm not an athlete.

I'm just a big mook.

I can't win a race
against the cheetah.

I should just give up.

Oh, that's not true.

Look, I... I was
just jealous of you.

You had a goal, and you
weren't scared of it or nothing.

You had ambitioness
and... and fearlessnicity.

I... I did?

And besides, you had a destiny.

I've never even seen a destiny.

Now you, get out there,

and show those sorry yahoos

before I kick your big hog butt!

Do you really mean that, Timon?

Of course I do. Your
hog butt is enormous.

Yeah! Lemme at 'em!

Yikes!

Go, team.

I can outrun you,
but I can't outroll you.

Ow! Ooh!

Hee hee hee! Go,
buddy! You're on a roll!

Wh... whoa! Whoooooooa!

Ha ha ha! You did it! We did it!

It's done!

Whoa! Whoooooa!

You won, you big lug, you won!

I did? Uh, uh, I mean, I did!

It was my destiny after all.

And I was destiny's
little helper.

Hmm...

Try the new Pumbaa log...

The candy bar with no sugar
but plenty of bugs and worms.

Air Pumbaas, the sneakers that
smell bad even before you wear 'em.

New from stench industries
Pumbaa roll-on deodorant.

It keeps you
rolling all day long.

It's just a thought.