Timon here gets the funny spotlight part in the film, along with Pumbaa. I don't care much for Pumbaa, to be honest, he's a simpleton, but then again without him there wouldn't be much dialogue with Timon. It's just that Timon and Pumbaa, best friends, are so different. Pumbaa's big, nice, shy and able to trust everyone and everything that doesn't want to eat him at the moment. Yeah, and Timon, standing tall (about six centimetres) self-reliant and sorta always cool, always has a comment back to you that hits you exactly where you can get hitted. He always says what's on his bold, optimistic mind and so he has many moments for himself. Like few Disney characters, he sometimes tends to sarcasm and keeping his feet on the ground. Speaking of habits, I think he was the first sidekick character who had this one feeling for talking fast like a car salesman (Hades, who followed and evolved this, also says "Oy!" one time, and that's definitly Timon's word) I love this guy, for his motor mouth filled with knowledge about happiness and LOTSA wisecracks. Too many to put them in some topten-list. And that by being so small! I guess he and Mushu would make friends greatly...
I can't stop laughing 'bout this lad- Here are my favourite dialogues! (By now, they are REALLY countless)
Timon: Pumbaa, are you NUTS?! We're talking about a lion. Lions
eat guys like us.
Pumbaa: But he's so little.
Timon: He's gonna get bigger!
Pumbaa: Maybe he'll be on our side.
Timon: A--huh! That's the stupidest thing I ever heard. Maybe he'll
b-- ...Hey, I got it! What if he's on our side? You know, having a lion
around might not be such a bad idea.
Pumbaa: So we keeping 'im?
Timon: Of course. Who's the brains in this outfit?
Pumbaa: Uhhh...
Timon: My point exactly.
Pumbaa: You know, kid, in times like this my buddy Timon here says,
"You got to put your behind in your past..."
Timon: {Waving arms} No. No. No.
Pumbaa: I mean...
Timon: Amateur. Lie down before you hurt yourself. {to Simba} It's
"You got to put your past behind you." Look, kid. Bad things happen, and
you can't do anything about it, right?
Simba: Right.
Timon: {Pokes Simba's nose}Wrong! When the world turns its back on
you, you turn your back on the world.
Simba: Well, that's not what I was taught.
Timon: Then maybe you need a new lesson. Repeat after me. {Clears throat}
Hakuna
Matata!
Unique shot of him!
Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids!
Heeeeyyyy what's going on here??!!!
How do you do.. Whoa! Whoa. Time out.. Lemme get this straight. You know her. She knows you. But she wants to eat him. And *calmly* everybody's... okay with this?...*shouting* DID I MISS SOMETHING?!?
Nala: You're alive. and that means... you're the king.
Timon: King? Pbbb. Lady, have you got your lions crossed..
Pumbaa: King? Your Majesty! I gravel at your feet. {Noisily kisses Simba's
paw}
Simba: Stop it.
Timon: {To Pumbaa} It's not "gravel." It's "grovel." And DON'T-- he's
not the king. {to Simba} Are ya?
Pumbaa: Timon?
Timon: Yeah?
Pumbaa: Ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there?
Timon: Pumbaa. I don't wonder; I know.
Pumbaa: Oh. What are they?
Timon: They're fireflies. Fireflies that uh... got stuck up on that
big... bluish-black... thing.
Pumbaa: Oh. Gee. I always thought that they were balls of gas burning
billions of miles away.
Timon: Pumbaa, wit' you, everything's gas.
You mean a bunch of royal dead guys are watching us?
Timon's memorable solo:
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight!
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight!
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps to--I can't hear you buddy, back me up! Aweeee....
Bite her head! Go for the jugular. The jugular! {to Pumbaa} See, I told you he'd come in handy.
Nala: {Apologetic} Could you guys... excuse us for a few minutes?
Timon: Hey, whatever she has to say, she can say in front of us. Right,
Simba?
Simba: Hmm. Maybe you'd better go.
Timon: {Aghast, then resigned} It starts. You think you know a guy
Timon: {Heavy sigh} I tell you, Pumbaa, this stinks.
Pumbaa: Oh. Sorry.
Timon: Not you. Them! Him. Her. Alone.
Don't ever do that again! Carnivores, oy!
Hey! What's goin' on here? Who's the monkey?
Timon: Uh. We're going to fight your uncle... for this?
Simba: Yes, Timon; this is my home.
Timon: Ffh. Talk about your fixer-upper. Well, Simba, if it's important
to you, {bows} we're with you to the end.
Timon: Hyenas. I hate hyenas. {To Simba, whispering} So what's
your plan for gettin' past those guys?
Simba: Live bait.
Timon: Good idea. {Realizing} Heeey.
Simba: Come on, Timon-- you guys have to create a diversion.
Timon: {Incredulous} What do you want me to do? Dress in drag and do
the hula?
Well...
Luau!
If you're hungry for a hunk of fat and juicy meat
Eat my buddy Pumbaa here because he is a treat
Come on down and dine
On this tasty swine
All you have to do is get in line
Aaaare you achin'
(Yup, yup, yup)
Foooor some bacon?
(Yup, yup, yup)
Heeee's a big pig
(Yup, yup)
You could be a big pig too.
Oy!
{They run off screaming to lead some of the hyenas away. Simba and
Nala make it by.}
Let's be honest: Simba's Pride is the only Disney sequel up today that can barely catch up with the predecessor. It has a story on its own, instead of turning the first story upside down. You might think this since Simba's cub is a girl, but it's wrong. And Timon's there, for crying out loud, hurray! With his even sharper humour he'll send you into laughing fits. My favourite line: "Boy, does she need a hobby."
TIMON: Ah, Pumbaa-- look at that little guy. A chip off the old block!
And you gotta know who's gonna raise 'im...
PUMBAA: His parents?
TIMON: {pause} Okay sure, get technical. But who's gonna teach
him the really important stuff? Like how to belch? {burp} And dig for grubs?
{jumps down} I'm telling ya, buddy... it's gonna be like old times. You,
me... and the little guy.
RAFIKI: {chuckles} It is a girl.
TIMON: ...Girl.
TIMON and PUMBAA: Girl?!
TIMON: Oy!
TIMON: Good morning, mon Capitan.
SIMBA: I want you to keep a close watch on Kiara. You know she's bound
to run off.
TIMON: No worries, Simba. We're on her like stink on a warthog!
PUMBAA: Hey!
TIMON: It's the hard truth, Pumbaa. Live with it.
TIMON: Oh, no... ohh... uh... uh... let's see, uh... {he goes in-character as though talking to Simba} Gee, Simba. The good news is, we found your daughter. The bad news is, we dropped a warthog on her. Is... there a problem with that?
TIMON: Catch a fever? Get a hangnail?
KIARA: Nnngh! Timon...
TIMON: I had one once.
PUMBAA: Very painful.
TIMON: Excruciating!
SIMBA: Zira.
ZIRA: Simba!
ZIRA: Nala.
NALA: Zira.
TIMON: Timon, Pumbaa. Great. Now that we all know each other.. GET
OUTTA OUR PRIDE LANDS!
KIARA: {sternly} Timon... what are you doing here?
TIMON: Uh... shopping! We thought a nice pelt for the den... some throw
pillows, a little potpourri...
TIMON: Don't eat me! Please! I... I... I never really met your tyrant.
I mean, uh-- Scar. Scar. Oh, heck of a guy. A little moody, but, I...
KIARA: Timon! What are you doing here?
TIMON: Kiara! Thank goodness! Ohh! Hey... for once, we're not following
ya. This just happens to be the best smorgasbord in the Pride Lands. Bugs
everywhere! {he indicates the field of bugs, with the flock of birds eating
contentedly away} But, you don't call for a reservation, and-- yeesh! *turning
toward the birds* Get outta here, ya scavengers. Go on! Shoo! Shoo!
PUMBAA: Hey! Maybe he can help. Ya think?
TIMON: Shoo!... Oh! Yeah... there's an idea. Right. Let the vicious
Outsider-- Hey! Wait! I have an idea! {he jumps down off of Pumbaa} What
if he helps? *To Kovu* You wanna lend a voice? Huh? {Kovu doesn't get a
thing} Grrr. Guh... Roar! Work with me!
ZIRA: It's over, Simba! I have dreamed of nothing else for years!
TIMON: Boy... does she need a hobby.
PUMBAA: What do we do? What do we do?
TIMON: There's only one thing we can do, Pumbaa: "When the going gets
tough, the tough get going." That's our motto!
PUMBAA: I thought our motto was "Hakuna Matata"!
TIMON: Pumbaa, stop living in the past! We need a new motto!
{Timon and Pumbaa run screaming into the battle, trying to appear as
menacing as they can. They are stopped short by a snarling lioness; they
turn and run back the way they came.}
TIMON: Like I said: Let's get going!