SCAR: Zazu, why am I not loved? I am that rare and awesome thing. I'm every inch a king. Yet I feel a twinge of doubt as I go walk about.

BANZAI: Hey, boss!

SCAR: When my name is whispered through the pride. Is this talk of love or regicide?

SHENZI: Reggie who?

SCAR: Tell me I'm adored. Please tell me I'm adored.

BANZAI: Hey, boss!

SCAR: Oh, what is it?

BANZAI: We got a bone to pick with you.

SHENZI: There's no food, no water--

BANZAI: Yeah. It's dinnertime, and there ain't no stinkin' entrees!

SCAR: Oh, you and your petty complaints. You don't know what real hunger is. Day after day it gnaws at the very core of my being.

BANZAI: I had that once. It was worms.

SCAR: No, no, no... it's like an itch... deep, persistent, profound...

BANZAI: That's it-- worms! When they get really bad all you gotta do is... hunker down and scoot.

SCAR: Thanks for the tip. Ingrates! If it weren't for me you'd be beating off buzzards for your next bite!

SHENZI & BANZAI: Yeah, you're our savior, thanks a bunch, but how about some lunch? It doesn't matter if it's fresh. I need a fix of flesh. My bones have moved to where they've never been. They are on the outside looking in.

SCAR: Are you blaming me?

SHENZI & BANZAI: Oh no, it's the lionesses.

SHENZI & BANZAI: You are so adored. Oh, you are so adored.

SCAR: That's more like it.

SHENZI & BANZAI: But what I'd give for one more hit of wildebeest kielbasa or maybe hornbill on the spit...

ZAZU: Oh, how I miss Mufasa.

SCAR: Mufasa?! Mufasa?! How dare you! I told you never to mention that name!

ZAZU: Note taken. I shall never mention "M-m-m" again.

SCAR: Even in death, his shadow looms over me. There he is! No! There he is! And there!

ZAZU: Calm yourself, Sire, or you'll get another one of your splitting headaches!

SCAR: I am perfectly fine! I'm better than Mufasa was. I'm revered. I am reviled. I'm idolized. I am despised. I'm keeping calm. I'm going wild! I tell myself I'm fine. Yes I am, no you're not. Yes I am, no you're not. I tell myself I'm fine. No you're not, yes I am, no you're not. Yes I am. No you're not. Yes, no, yes, no, who am I talking to...?

ZAZU: Oh, pull yourself together, Sire!

SCAR: Oh, very well. Zazu? Zazu, Zazu, Zazu...?

ZAZU: Yes, Sire?

SCAR: Nobody loved me, there's the rub, not even as a cub. What did my brother have that I don't have?

ZAZU: Do you want the short list or the long?

SCAR: Whatever!

ZAZU: Well, he had adoring subjects... a loving family... a devoted queen...

SCAR: That's it! I need a queen!

ZAZU: A what?

SCAR: A queen, man! A queen! Without a queen, what am I? A dead end, no line, no descendants, no future. With a queen, I'll have cubs... Immortality will be mine! Immortality will be mine!

NALA: Scar?

SCAR: Ah, Nala... Your timing couldn't have been more perfect. My how you've grown.

NALA: Scar, you have got to do something. We're being forced to overhunt.

SCAR: She's got those assets feminine.

NALA: You're the king. Control the hyenas.

SCAR: I have to make her mine.

NALA: You're destroying the Pridelands.

SCAR: Nobility in every gene.

NALA: If we don't stop now.. Don't you see...

SCAR: She has to be my queen.

NALA: ...there's still a chance for things to be all right again...

SCAR: Come, sweet Nala. It's written in the stars.

NALA: What are you doing? Are you listening to me?

SCAR: We'll create a host of little Scars.

NALA: What are you talking about?

SCAR: Tell me I'm adored.

NALA: Get away from me!

SCAR: Tell me I'm adored. Oh, Nala... you know how I loathe violence... One way or another, you will be mine.

NALA: Never, Scar. Never!

SCAR: You belong to me. You all belong to me.