Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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