【文章內(nèi)容簡(jiǎn)介】 nk you, Uncle Max.Uncle Max:{groans at the camera} Uhh. {disappears}Timon:I think Uncle Max dislodged one too many rocks with his skull.Ma:But he39。s right, Timon. {She tries to b his hair again。 a bug flies by, and she snatches it and squishes it into hair gel} Oh, I just know there39。s a way for you to fit in here.{Timon glowers from under his plastereddown hair。 a single hair springs back up, and he sighs.}Uncle Max:{offscreen, to other meerkats} All right, who39。s on sentry duty?Ma:{perks up with inspiration。 gasps} That39。s it! That39。s it—My son on sentry duty! Timon the sentry!{cut to Uncle Max being told of this idea}Uncle Max:{in horrified shock} Timon the sentry?! Why don39。t you save the hyenas the trouble and kill me now? Just kill me now!Timon:He has a point.Ma:All you have to do is watch for hyenas and yell if you see one. Look at Iron Joe.Iron Joe:{in the middle of a nervous breakdown} Don39。t close your eyes! Don39。t look away! Somebody39。s gotta guard us! Somebody39。s gotta protect us! {Breaks up in sobs as a couple of meerkat orderlies carry him away, raving, from his post}Timon:Well. Now I39。m convinced.Ma:Listen—it39。s outside, up in the breeze, under the wide open sky—isn39。t that what you want? {to Max} Or maybe you would rather have him go back on the digging crew.Max and everyone:NO!{Camera switches to the entire colony of meerkats, listening intently, and now pretending nonchalance and clearing their throats}Ma:Good... then we all agree. Timon, listen to Uncle Max. He39。ll teach you everything you need to know. And honey, {earnestly} try to make this one work.Timon the Sentry {Cut to the lookout rock, under a small tree. Uncle Max is demonstrating the duties of the sentry.}Uncle Max:{demonstrating} Scurry, sniff, flinch! Scurry, sniff, flinch! {Timon is unimpressed and rolling his eyes} Scurry, sniff, flinch! Good. Now... what do we do if we see a hyena?Timon:Scream Mommy?Uncle Max:That39。s right, mister! Because the world out there is fraught with danger. Fraught, I tell you!Timon:{aside, to the camera, over Uncle Max。 sarcastically} Oh, boy. It39。s the Fraught Fest.Uncle Max:{furiously pantomiming} Even all bloodthirsty hyenas are waiting to rip us limb from limb!Timon:{applauding sarcastically} Bravo, Uncle Max. Way to sell it to the cheap seats.Uncle Max:{in his face} Applaud now, sonny boy. {quiet and severe} But try clapping when you don39。t have any hands! {turns and leaves}{Timon gulps, looking at his hands. Then he takes up his position on the rock.}Timon:Scurry, sniff, flinch. Scurry, sniff, flinch. {marimbas begin。 Timon starts to get into it} Huh... I like the sound of that. Scurry, sniff, flinch. {He begins dancing more and more flamboyantly} Scurry, sniff, flinch. Scurry, sniff, flinch. Scurry, sniff, flinch!{That39。s All I Need, the sister song to Warthog Rhapsody, begins.}Timon:{singing} There39。s more to life than panicAnd bein39。 some other guy39。s snack—euugh.{The three hyenas pop up from behind a rock in the background, then disappear again}Timon:I may be delicious, organicBut this little entree39。s fightin39。 back!I39。m gonna put diggin39。 tunnels behind meAnd live at a new altitudeI39。m gonna reach for the stars to remind meThat meerkats are not merely food!For once I39。ll be... {steps onto a cloud and surfs into a fantasy waterfall setting}Lookin39。 out for me... yeah!I39。ll tell you what I wantThis cat is movin39。 onHe39。s a bon vivantWho39。s missin39。 out on bonI39。d be a bigger cheeseFar from the desert sceneA little cooling breezeA little patch of green!And I39。ll be snoozin39。 in my hammock by a rippling streamMany miles from any tunnel and the digging teamLooking after number one will be my only creedThat39。s all I need {slurps up some bugs}That39。s all I need!{Dancing the Shuffle Off to Buffalo}I39。ve always been good at runnin39。 awayWell, now I39。m gonna run the showowI39。ve always been seen as the ultimate preyBut now my status ain39。t so quo!{The fantasy and the music dissolve as he improvises, unaware that the three hyenas have surrounded him.}Timon:{improvising} A dream sublime...It39。s hyena tiiime... oh!Shenzi:{clapping} Oh, look it39。s dinner and a show!Banzai:And I thought beans were the only musical food.Ed:{incoherently} Oohoooh!Timon:frozen in fear} Hy... Hy... Hy...Shenzi:Well, hi to you too! {smacks Timon, who goes rolling down the hill}Timon:Ayy! Ohh! Ow! Okay...Uncle Max:This is no time for horseplay, Timon. You39。re supposed to be up there lookin39。 out for... {sees them approaching, snickering} Hyenas!Meerkats:{they all pop up in terror} Aaaaahhh!{The meerkat colony runs around in a mad chaotic dash for cover}Banzai:Whoa, look at 39。em scramble.Shenzi:And that39。s just how I like 39。em...{A group of meerkats, led by Uncle Max, crash in a line right into Shenzi39。s snout.}Meerkats:Aah! Ooh! Uhh!Shenzi:...Scrambled. {She slurps them, lifting Uncle Max into the air}Meerkats:Uhh!Shenzi:{seeing the whole colony scrambling about} ...And a little bit runny.{The group of meerkats goes running by, followed by the laughing hyenas, passing Timon who39。s standing there covering his head}Meerkats:Hyenas!{A hand reaches up and grabs Timon。 he strains to stay where he is, but gradually the hand manages to drag him headfirst into a hole. It39。s Ma.}Ma:Get in here! What are you, a meshugginah?{Ed guards a hole, and snaps at a bunch of meerkats who jump into it one at a time。 he misses all of them, but blocks the hole before Uncle Max can get in}Ma:Stumpy? (Here!) Flinchy? (Here!) Swifty? (Here!) Oh, what a relief. Everybody39。s... {gasps} Where39。s Uncle Max?{Uncle Max is outside, running for his life as the three hyenas pursue him}Uncle Max:Aaaaahh