Khumba

Khumba: [First Lines] This is my home, the great Karoo desert. Nope, that's not me. I'm not even born yet. See that way over there?That's a fence in the middle of nowhere. Surviving in these parts isn't easy. You need to be tough and flexible. Adapt or die. That's why we built this enclosure. It keeps us in and them out. Them being everyone who isn't us. This is the only waterhole for miles and miles, and it's all ours. Yep, zebras only. Until I came along and changed everything. Khumba: Oh. Oryx #1: They will never let us in. Khumba: Ah! Oryx #2: Well, we can only ask. Khumba: Hello? Oryx #2: Can you help us? Khumba: Just don’t ask me to make it rain Oryx #1: Our healer needs water. Oryx #2: Please, she is weak. Khumba: I don’t even know if I’m allowed to talk to outsiders.

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Skalk: You know, guys... I don't know. Sometimes I don't think you see the bigger picture. Wild Dog: Nice do. Do it yourself. Been in the bush lately. Skalk: Very funny. Can I please slurp in peace? Wild Dog: When exactly did you decide that you were going to hold the zebra ransom? Skalk: It was off the cuff. A little bit of this, a whole lot of us. You know, team work. Wild Dog: Yeah, we're the team. You do the work. Skalk: Whatever happened to the pack mentality? Hey, guys? Phango: What's wrong, Skalk? Abandoned by your pack? Skalk: Hey Phango. I was just having a little drink of water. It's not even water. Just mud, really. And it's all yours for the taking. Don't eat me please. Phango: Give me one good reason. Go on. Give it your best shot. Skalk: Now you're a sophisticated, discerning gourmet type. You are what you eat, right? Phango: Mm-hmm. Skalk: How about some organic, free-range,fresh meat? Phango: As in heart still beating fresh? Skalk: As in young and tender zebra fresh. Ac

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Phango: Dog, dog, dog. All I smell is dog. Skalk: I can fix that. I've got a natural blend of herbs and flowers. I'll go get you some. It kills nasty odors dead. It works on dog, cat, dog... Phango: Dead dog? Skalk: I'm trying to avoid that. Phango: The Karoo may be going to the dogs, but it doesn't mean I have to eat one. The heartburn is a killer.

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Bradley: Why not. I’ll be waiting on the wings my whole life. Mama V: Bradley, be careful. Khumba: Don’t worry, we’ll meet you back here. Mama V: I swear. If you two kill yourselves I’ll kill you both. Be careful Khumba.

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Mama V: I hope Khumba's all right. Bradley: He's all that crazy to face Phango alone, is he? Mama V: Maybe we should go back and look for him. Bradley: I'm sure any minute now, Khumba will pop out of nowhere and surprise us. Mama V. Phango: Where is he? Bradley: Mama V! Come on, Mama V. Phango: It’s no use running. Mama V: This isn't happening. This isn't happening. Phango: Tell me where he is. Why don't you go right? Bradley: This way! Phango: No, the other right! Bradley: Come on, Mama V Phango: Oh, bad choice. Where is he? He was with you. Bradley: You mean Khumba? Oh, that's weird. He's heading to you. I mean was heading to you. Oh, he's long gone. Phango: Of course. To where it all began. Mama V: We have to Warn Khumba. Bradley: Even if it means facing Phango? Mama V: Maybe going back is the only way to move on. Bradley: Are we going forwards or backwards now? I'm confused. Mama V: Whatever. From now on, we're sticking together.

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