Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Whatever it is, it's happening tonight!
BUNGA: Kion, Kion!
(BOTH GASP)
Leave me alone, cub!
to discuss matters of great importance to the Pride Lands.
(BOTH GROAN)
(SIGHS)
So, Twiga, you're all right?
¶ But perhaps we won't eat
Rafiki, please tell me this won't make it into the official portrait.
You are a baboon.
I was so sure Makuu wanted to ruin it.
(SCOFFS) You? Protect me?
Relax, Makuu. We're here to protect you!
for the beginning of the Savannah Summit!
into some rotten fruit!
Crocodiles have always been invited to the Savannah Summit.
Now I hear a crocodile headed to Pride Rock!
but none of you gave me a chance.
(GROANS) Enough with the gasping!
Well, the dry season is on its way.
'Til the Pride Lands' end...
Oh, yes. Fine.
(WHISPERS) We should talk.
Like what? Let me take a listen!
Mtoto, can you listen again?
I know, Dad. But there's something going on!
Maybe that worked with Pua, the old crocodile leader.
(LAUGHING) "Bottom!" I get it.
Bunga! I'm okay.
conclusions too quickly.
KION: That's enough, Makuu!
ZAZU: (SQUAWKING) Help!
(CHUCKLES) Excuse me, son.
It was just an accident.
I couldn't tell.
(ALL GASPING)
Not infant sound. Infrasound!
and your "crocodile way."
Poa!
Easy, Bunga.