03x29 - The Running of the Bullies/Special Defects

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♪ Hakuna matata ♪

♪ what a wonderful phrase ♪

♪ hakuna matata ♪

♪ ain't no passing 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 and Pumbaa ♪

At last, Timon, beautiful Spain.

Land of El cid, Pablo
Picasso, Spanish dancing!

I've been looking forward
to this vacation for so long.

Me too.

I mail ordered this red beret
and red scarf months ago.

I hear it's what everyone
wears to the fiesta de San fermin.

Ah yes, the fiesta
de San fermin.

What's the fiesta de San fermin?

I have no idea, Pumbaa. I think
it has something to do with bulls.

You know, bulls
are very big in Spain.

Aah!

Watch where you're pointing
that thing, will you, bub?

You are wearing red, señor.

So? That gives you
the right to Gore me?

It was only a little poke,
Timon. Just walk away.

Sí. go away before El
toro stomps you into salsa,

you silly little mongoose.

Mongoose!

Who you calling a
mongoose, ya mook?

Who are you calling El
mook, you mongoose?

You, ya mook!

- Mongoose!
- Mook!

- Mongoose!
- M-m-m-m-mook!

What?

Uh, technically speaking,
you are a mongoose.

- I know, and I hate that!
- Can't you just forget it?

We're here to have fun.

Besides, he's a lot
bigger than you are.

Good point.

Why don't you pick on
someone your own size?

You ingredient for
meatloaf! Caramba!

The smaller they are,
the bigger the mouth.

- Why I oughtta!
- Timon!

When El toro gets
his horns on you

he shall skewer you
like the mongoose kebab.

Ha! You and what army?

Whoa, hey.

You thought I was serious?

Please.

- Timon?
- What?

Don't make this any worse.

Anyway, he's got you
totally outnumbered.

Good point.

Afraid to take me on alone, eh? Gotta
get all your buddies to back you up?

You're pretty tough when you
got these bars to protect you.

Buenos días, and welcome
to the fiesta de San fermin!

The annual running of the bulls!

Uh-oh.

Let the festival begin!

Aah!

Come back here, you big bully!

Hehe. Running of the bulls.

That El toro should have entered
the running of the chickens.

You were saying, señor?

Now wait a minute!

You're going to ruin my
vacation if you keep this up.

Can't you two just get along?

Always, everyone
taunts the bull.

"Hey, toro! Hey, El toro!"

And they wave their
laundry in El toro's face.

"El toro!"

The honor of all
bulls is at stake.

It is time to end this ridicule!

Yeah? Well, I'm sick of big guys like
you always picking on us little guys.

We pipsqueaks are
drawing the line right here!

Here. Here's better.

Here. Here. Here.

Here. Here.

Here. Here.

This isn't my idea
of a good time.

My dream vacation is
becoming a nightmare.

Hahaha!

Ay, perdón, señorita, por favor.

You can go ahead and ruin your
vacation if you want to, Timon.

I am determined
to have a good time.

I am going to a museum.

I gotta hide! Hide me, hide me!

Leave me out of it, Timon.

I'm trying to have a good time.

Where is your
obnoxious little friend?

Ah, Velazquez.

One of my favorites.

Do you mind?

So, we settle it
once and for all!

Mano a mano, eh?

Let's rock, livestock.

Freeze!

I've had it with you two!

I just wanted to have
fun and enjoy Spain.

But you just had
to start something!

And what exactly
is your problem?

Is this any way to treat
tourists in your country?

But señor, this is the
running of the bulls!

I am El toro, the bull.

This is what I do.

What?

Hey, I get it.

This is the fiesta.

He's the bull, and we're
supposed to run from him.

- Huh?
- It is a great tradition.

A chance for the bulls to
do the taunting for a change.

Eh, señor pipsqueak mongoose?

- But...
- it was kind of enjoyable.

In a morbid, mentally
unstable sort of way.

Come on. Get into
the spirit, Pumbaa.

Sí, señor.

You are much too serious
for the running of the bulls.

Try to have some fun
while you are in españa, eh?

So, you wanna have fun, huh?

Well, I'll give you fun!

Welcome to the
running of the warthog!

The fiesta de Pumbaa!

Aah!

Run!

This way. Blend in.

Easy for you to say.

Pumbaa, will you relax? We're
supposed to be on vacation.

Sí, señor. You are so tense.
Take El toro's advice, eh?

You need a nice,
restful day at the beach.

Spain is quite serene, El toro.

Please, call me "El."

Every year after the running of
the bulls, I come here to wind down.

Peaceful. That's what
it is. I like it, amigo.

I knew you would, compadre.

So, there you are.

Good morning, old buddy.

Morning? It's almost dark!

I told you to wake me at noon!

Uh, I forgot.

You forgot? When all you had to
do all day was lie around stinking

worse than a herd of buffalo?

I do not.

Do too.

Not a whole herd.

Do too.

Okay, maybe I have a slight aroma, but
I'm not the only one with bad habits.

You are... oh.

Yes?

Obnoxious.

Excuse me?

I said you're obnoxious.

Am not.

- Are too.
- Am not.

Are too!

Am not, not, not!

Oh, I'm sorry, Timon.

Look, we're old pals.

We've put up with each
other for a long time.

Yeah, yeah. I just wish
there was some way to...

Hey! We don't have to
put up with each other.

We'll ask Rafiki to cast
one of his magic spells

and remove our bad
habits once and for all.

What a great idea!

We'll start by having him remove
my smell, and your obnoxiousness.

And since I'm not obnoxious,
I have nothing to lose.

Make Timon less obnoxious
and make Pumbaa smell good?

Ha! No, no, no. Sorry, boys.

Personality spells
are very complex.

I wouldn't say my
odor had a personality.

You would if you
knew it the way I do.

Whew. Man, you could
make skunks hold their noses.

You see there, Rafiki?

You'd be doing the whole jungle a big
favor by taking away Pumbaa's smell.

And don't forget
Timon's obnoxiousness.

I am not obnoxious!

So, what do you say, Rafiki?

A spell for a smell?

No, no, my friends.
No, no, no, no.

No, it's too dangerous.

Gee, Rafiki, I was really
hoping you could do it.

Well, of course
I can do it, but...

Well, then how 'bout it?

Are you the greatest
wizard in the jungle?

Or just a baboon
with a crooked stick?

We'd all be better
for it. Most certainly.

Well, very well.

While I am removing your
odor and your obnoxiousness,

would you like me also to
remove your inclination to bicker?

We don't bicker.

Yes, we do.

- Do not.
- Do too.

- Do not.
- Do too!

Never mind!

Now, stand perfectly
still so I don't miss.

Miss? How can you miss?

I told you! Personality
spells are very complex.

Do not move!

I, the great Rafiki, call
forth the cloud of change.

Change, change, change!

Look, a tasty grasshopper!

I saw it first.

Hey, I don't stink
anymore. I smell... perfect.

But I smell terrible!

You moved! Why did you move?

Timon couldn't resist stuffing
his face with a juicy grasshopper,

which I saw first. What a mook.

Help us, Rafiki! I smell like a
cattle train crossing a sulfur pit

on a bridge made of bad cheese.

Eh, what's your hurry. I like
the new me. Who wouldn't?

I'm self-confident, and I
think I'm smarter than I am.

I think.

Gee, that's great, Pumbaa,
but I gotta get rid of this smell.

You of all creatures
should understand.

Eh, quit sniveling, ya mook.

Learn to live with it. I did.

Look who's obnoxious now.

I'm not obnoxious.

Don't you see what's happened?

You moved. I missed, and you magically
got each other's personalities.

Eh, what would you know? You're nothing
but a baboon with a crooked stick.

Do I really sound like that?

Gee, I really am obnoxious.

I must fix this spell quickly.
Or it may become permanent.

Now, whatever you
do, do not move!

I am not obnoxious.

You are too.

- Not.
- Too.

Not, not, not!

Storm of change, return to me!
Make them as they used to be!

I'll show you who's obnoxious.

You moved! You moved again!

You finally did
something right, Rafiki.

I feel like my old self again.

But... I still smell bad.

Tell me it's residue.

Uh, I guess we shouldn't have
moved again. Huh, Rafiki? Ah!

You can't even follow
the simplest instructions!

You are both, how shall I
put this, a couple of mooks!

We must get to higher
ground. Closer to the lightning.

Ooh, yeah, that
sounds like a good idea.

Nice going, Rafiki.

You've managed to
turn us into one big joke.

Excuse me, that
should be two big jokes.

Well, actually, each of us is a
joke twice, so that would be four.

Four big jokes!

Can we rest?

My head is so heavy,
your feet are k*lling me.

And I thought we
had weird bodies.

Hey, why don't you two long-necked
geeks mind your own earwax?

Okay, I am a little
obnoxious. So?

A little?

Timon, if I had a bug for every
time you've been obnoxious,

well, I'd never be hungry.

I believe that you tend
to overcompensate

for your size by being
mean to Pumbaa.

Yeah, it's tough being puny.

And you don't help
the situation, Pumbaa,

when you allow him
to get away with it!

Oh, you're right, Rafiki.
This is all my fault.

Whoa!

It's my fault, too.

Here. Let me help
you, old buddy.

With your body,
I'm really strong.

I don't just smell strong.

Now this time
stand perfectly still.

You do understand
what stand still means?

Hmm. Okay.

I, the great Rafiki, call
forth the storm of change!

Storm, storm, storm!

Storm!

If we get out of
this, old buddy,

I can promise you, I'll
never be mean to you again.

Gee, that's great,
old pal. Give us a hug.

No, no! No hugging!

No hugging!

We must catch your body, or I
can't reverse the spell! Come on!

There he goes!

Now, get him!

Now hold him down!

I am the great Rafiki, and I
demand a return to normal!

Normal!

Normal, normal, normal!

It worked!

Thanks, Rafiki,
you're the greatest.

I hope you both
learned a lesson.

Not to ask you to
cast any more spells?

Rafiki means that we should stop
trying to change each other, Timon.

Exactly.

We all have flaws
and peculiarities.

That's what makes
us interesting.

We should try to be
tolerant of everybody!

Tolerant?

Putting up with him makes me the
most tolerant being in the universe.

I mean, what does
he have to put up with?

Oh, nothing, Timon.

You're perfect.

He finally gets it. The mook.