Rafiki: Hey, I know who you are and come here, it's a secret.
Asante sahna squash banana, ue ue nugu, mi mi apana
Simba: Enough, already! What does that mean anyway?
Rafiki: It means you're a baboon... and I'm not.
Simba: I think you're a little confused...
Rafiki: Wrong! I'm not the one who's confused. *You* don't even know who you are.
Simba: [sarcastically] And I suppose you know?
Rafiki: You're Mufasa's boy.
[shocked silence]
Rafiki: Bye.

Simba: I know what I have to do. But going back will mean facing my past. I've been running from it for so long.
[Rafiki hits Simba on the head with his stick]
Simba: Oww. Jeez... What was that for?
Rafiki: It doesn't matter, it's in the past.
Simba: Yeah, but it still hurts.
Rafiki: Oh yes, the past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it, or learn from it.
[swings his stick at Simba again who ducks out of the way]
Rafiki: Ha. You See?