“ | Sarabi: Your son's awake. Mufasa: Before sunrise, he's your son. |
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“ | Scar: Where is your hunting party? They're not doing their job. Sarabi: Scar, there is no food. The herds have moved on.
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“ | Sarabi: It's over. There is nothing left. We have only one choice. We must leave Pride Rock. Scar: We're not going anywhere. Sarabi: Then you have sentenced us to death! Scar: Then so be it. Sarabi: You can't do that! |
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“ | Sarabi: Mufasa? Simba: No. It's me. Sarabi: Simba? You're alive? How can that be? Simba: It doesn't matter. I'm home. |
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