Banzai: Yeah, Be prepared. Yeah-heh… we’ll be prepared, heh.
Scar: For the death of the king.
Banzai: Why? Is he sick?
Scar: No, fool-- we’re going to kill him. Simba too.
Shenzi: Great idea! Who needs a king?
Shenzi (and then Banzai): No king! No king! la–la-la–la-laa-laa!
Scar: Idiots! There will be a king!
Banzai: Hey, but you said, uh…
Scar: I will be king! …Stick with me, and you’ll never go hungry again!