Scar Quotes in The Lion King (1994)


Scar Quotes:

  • Scar: I'm surrounded by idiots.

  • Young Simba: Hey, Uncle Scar, guess what?

    Scar: I despise guessing games.

    Young Simba: I'm gonna be King of Pride Rock.

    Scar: Oh, goody.

    Young Simba: My dad just showed me the whole kingdom. And I'm gonna rule it all. Heheh.

    Scar: Yes. Well, forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know.

    [flops on his side]

    Young Simba: Hey Uncle Scar, when I'm King, what'll that make you?

    Scar: A monkey's uncle.

    Young Simba: [laughs] You're so weird.

    Scar: You have no idea.

  • Zazu: [singing] Nooooobody knows the trouble I've seen. / Nooooobody knows my sorrow.

    Scar: Oh, Zazu, do lighten up. Sing something with a little *bounce* in it.

    Zazu: [singing] It's a small world after all...

    Scar: NO! No. *Anything* but that!

    Zazu: [singing] I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts. / Dee-dee-dee-dee, / There they are just standing in a row.

    ZazuScar: [Scar joins in] Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head...

    Zazu: [whispering] Oh, I never had to do this with Mufasa.

  • [first lines]

    Scar: [Scar catches a mouse] Life's not fair, is it? You see, I... well, I shall never be king. And you... shall never see the light of another day. Hmm-hmm-hmm, adieu.

    Zazu: Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?

  • Zazu: Well, as slippery as your mind is, as the King's brother *you* should've been first in line.

    Scar: [Scar threatens to bite, Zazu retreats toward Mufasa] Well, I was first in line, until the little hairball was born.

    Mufasa: That hairball is my son. And *your* future king.

    Scar: Oh, I shall have to practice my curtsy.

  • Scar: [after forcing Simba to the edge of a cliff while a fire burns below] Now this looks familiar. Where have I seen this before? Hm, let me think. Oh, yes, I remember! This is just the way your father looked before he died.

    [He claws Simba's paws the same way he did to Mufasa]

    Scar: And here's 'my' little secret...


    Scar: I killed Mufasa!

    Young Simba: [In a flashback] Nooooo!

    Adult Simba: [leaps back up and pounces on him] Nooo! Murderer!

  • Scar: [bellowing] Sarabiiiii!

    [echoes and reechoes; we soon see Sarabi walking through the pack of hyenas, trying to snap at her; Simba looks on as Sarabi approaches]

    Sarabi: Yes, Scar?

    Scar: Where is your hunting party? They're not doing their job.

    Sarabi: Scar, there is no food. The herds have moved on.

    Scar: No! You're just not looking hard enough.

    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!

    Scar: I'm the king! I can do whatever I want!

    Sarabi: If you were half the king Mufasa was, you...

    Scar: [knocks Sarabi unconscious] I'm *ten* times the king Mufasa was!

    [Lightning flashes and illuminates a snarling Simba]

    Scar: Mufasa! No! You're dead!

  • Scar: Ahh, so you haven't told them your little secret. Well, Simba, now's your chance to tell them. Tell them who is responsible for Mufasa's death!

    Adult Simba: [pause] I am.

    Sarabi: [whispering] It's not true. Tell me it's not true.

    Adult Simba: It's true.

    Scar: You see? He admits it. Murderer!

    Adult Simba: No! It was an accident!

    Scar: If it weren't for you Mufasa would still be alive. It's your fault he's dead. Do you deny it?

    Adult Simba: No.

    Scar: Then you're *guilty*.

    Adult Simba: No, I'm *not* a murderer!

  • Mufasa: Don't turn your back on me, Scar!

    Scar: Oh, no, Mufasa. Perhaps *you* shouldn't turn your back on *me*.

    Mufasa: [roars, runs to stand before him] Is that a challenge?

    Scar: Temper, temper. I wouldn't *dream* of challenging you.

    Zazu: Pity! Why not?

    Scar: Well, as far as brains go, I got the lion's share. But, when it comes to brute strength... I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool.

  • Scar: Now you wait here. Your father has a *marvelous* surprise for you.

    Young Simba: Oooh. What is it?

    Scar: If I told you, it wouldn't *be* a surprise, now would it?

    Young Simba: If you tell me, I'll still *act* surprised.

    Scar: Ho ho ho. You are such a naughty boy!

    Young Simba: Come on, Uncle Scar.

    Scar: No, no, no, no, no, no, no. This is just for you and your daddy. You know, a sort of... father-son... thing. Well! I'd better go get him.

    Young Simba: I'll go with you.

    Scar: No!

    [regaining composure]

    Scar: Heh heh heh. No. Just stay on this rock. You wouldn't want to end up in another mess like you did with the hyenas.

    Young Simba: You know about that?

    Scar: Simba, Simba, everybody knows about that.

    Young Simba: Really?

    Scar: Oh, yes. Lucky Daddy was there to save you, eh? Oh, and just between us, you might want to work on that little roar of yours. Hmm?

    Young Simba: Oh, okay. Hey, Uncle Scar, will I like this surprise?

    Scar: Simba, it's to *die* for!

  • Adult Simba: Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart.

    Scar: Oh, Simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling a kingdom...

    Adult Simba: Are no longer yours. Step down, Scar.

  • Scar: So, your father showed you the whole kingdom, did he?

    Young Simba: Everything.

    Scar: He didn't show you what's beyond that rise at the northern border?

    Young Simba: Well, no. He said I can't go there.

    Scar: And he's absolutely right! It's far too dangerous. Only the bravest lions go there.

    Young Simba: Well, I'm brave. What's out there?

    Scar: No, I'm sorry, Simba, I just *can't* tell you.

    Young Simba: Why not?

    Scar: Simba, Simba, I'm only looking out for the well-being of my favorite nephew.

    Young Simba: Yeah, right. I'm your only nephew.

    Scar: All the more reason for me to be protective. An elephant graveyard is no place for a young prince.

    Young Simba: An elephant what? Whoa!

    Scar: Oops! Oh, dear, I've said too much! Well, I suppose you'd have found out sooner or later, you being so clever and all. Just promise me you'll never visit that dreadful place!

    Young Simba: No problem!

    Scar: There's a good lad. You run along now and have fun. And remember... its our little secret.

  • Adult Simba: Tell them the truth!

    Scar: But Simba truth is in the eye of the behold...

    Scar: [Simba chokes him, he whispers] All right. All right. I did it.

    Adult Simba: So they can hear you!

    Scar: I killed Mufasa!

  • Scar: Mufasa's death was a terrible tragedy; but to lose Simba, who had barely begun to live... For me it is a deep personal loss. So it is with a heavy heart that I assume the throne. Yet, out of the ashes of this tragedy, we shall rise to greet the dawning of a new era... in which lion and hyena come together, in a great and glorious future!

  • Banzai: Hey, Boss!

    Scar: Oh, what is it this time?

    Banzai: We've got a bone to pick with you!

    Shenzi: I'll handle this. Scar, there's no food, no water...

    Banzai: Yeah, it's dinner time, and we ain't got no stinkin' entrees.

    Scar: It's the lionesses' job to do the hunting.

    Banzai: Yeah, but they won't go hunt.

    Scar: Oh... eat Zazu.

    Zazu: Oh, you wouldn't want me. I'd be so tough and gamey and... eeww...

    Scar: Oh, Zazu, don't be ridiculous. All you need is a little garnish.

  • Banzai: I thought things were bad under Mufasa.

    Scar: What did you say?

    Banzai: I said Muf...

    [Shenzi elbows him]

    Banzai: I said, uh... Que pasa?

    Scar: Good. Now get out.

    Banzai: Yeah, but... we're still hungry.

    Scar: *Out*!

  • Scar: Simba, Simba, please. Please have mercy, I beg you.

    Adult Simba: You don't deserve to live.

    Scar: But, Simba, I... am... family. It's the hyenas who are the real enemy. It was their fault. It was their idea!

    Adult Simba: Why should I believe you? Everything you ever told me was a lie.

    Scar: What are you going to do? You wouldn't kill your *old* uncle...?

    Adult Simba: No, Scar. I'm not like you.

    Scar: Oh, Simba, thank you. You are truly noble. I'll make it up to you, I promise. How can I, ah, prove myself to you? Tell me anything, anything.

    Adult Simba: Run. Run away, Scar. And never return.

    Scar: Yes. Of course. As you wish,

    [Scar's words turn into a snarl]

    Scar: your Majesty!

    [throws embers in Simba's face]

    Adult Simba: Aaah!

  • Scar: [Scar and the Hyenas approach him, leading him to the edge of a cliff] No, Simba, you're in trouble again. But this time, Daddy isn't here to save you. And now everyone knows *why*!

    [Simba falls back, but hangs desperately onto the edge]

    Nala: SIMBA!

    [Lightning strikes the ground below, causing a fire to start up]

  • Scar: Ahh, my friends.

    Shenzi: Friends? I thought he said we were the enemy.

    Banzai: That's what I heard. Ed?

    Ed the Hyena: Oo-oo-ooh, he-he, he-he-he

  • Zazu: I'm here to announce that King Mufasa's on his way. So you'd better have a good excuse for missing the ceremony this morning.

    Scar: [sees the mouse scampering off] Oh, now look, Zazu, you made me lose my lunch.

    Zazu: Ha! You'll lose more than that when the King gets through with you. He's as mad as a hippo with a hernia...

    Scar: [approaches him menacingly] Oooh... I quiver with *fear*...

  • Banzai: Oh, Scar, it's just you.

    Shenzi: We were afraid it was somebody important.

    Banzai: Yeah, you know, like Mufasa.

    Scar: I see.

    Banzai: Now that's power.

    Shenzi: Tell me about it. I just hear that name and I shudder.

    Banzai: Mufasa!

    Shenzi: Ooooh! Do it again!

    Banzai: Mufasa!

    Shenzi: Ooooh!

    Banzai: Mufasa, Mufasa, Mufasa!

    Shenzi: Ooooh!

    [breaks into laughter]

    Shenzi: And it tingles me!

    Scar: I'm *surrounded* by idiots.

  • Young Simba: What am I gonna do?

    Scar: Run. Run away, and never return.

    [Simba leaves and hyenas come out of the mist]

    Scar: Kill him.

  • Scar: [singing] I know that your powers of retention / Are as wet as a warthog's backside / But thick as you are, / Pay attention! / My words are a matter of pride / It's clear from vacant expressions / The lights are not all on upstairs / But we're talking kings and successions / Even *you* can't be caught unawares!

  • Scar: [singing] Of course, / Quid pro quo, / You're expected / To take certain duties on board / The future is littered with prizes / And though I'm the main addressee / The point that I must emphasize is...

    [Leaps in front of a hyena]


    [hyena falls into a volcano]

  • Sarabi: Mufasa?

    Adult Simba: No. It's me.

    Sarabi: Simba? But how...?

    Adult Simba: It doesn't matter. I'm home.

    Scar: Simba? Simba! Well, it sure is a surprise to see you...

    [turns to the hyenas]

    Scar: ...*alive*!

  • Banzai: Yeah, be prepared! We'll be prepared... for what?

    Scar: For the death of the king!

    Banzai: Why? Is he sick?

    Scar: No, fool, we're going to kill him. And Simba, too.

    Shenzi: Hey, great idea! Who needs a king?

    BanzaiShenzi: [singing and dancing around Ed] No king, no king, la la la la la la...

    Scar: Idiots! There will *be* a king!

    Banzai: Hey, but you said that...

    Scar: *I* will be king. Stick with me, and you'll never go hungry again!

    BanzaiShenzi: Yeah, all right! Long live the king!

    [other hyenas join in]

    BanzaiShenzi: Long live the king! Long live the king!

  • Mufasa: [above the stampeding wildebeest] Scar! Broth-brother, help me!

    Scar: [Scar puts his claws into Mufasa's paws] Long live the King.

    [throws him into the stampede]

    Mufasa: Aaaaah!

    Young Simba: [as the Camera zooms out] Nooooooooo!

  • Scar: Why! If it isn't my big brother descending from on high to mingle with the commoners.

    Mufasa: Sarabi and I didn't see you at the presentation of Simba.

    Scar: That was today? Oh, I feel simply awful.

  • Zazu: As the king's brother *you* should have been first in line.

    Mufasa: Well I was first in line. Until the little hairball was born.

    Mufasa: That hairball is my son and you're future king.

    Scar: [Begins walking away] Oh, I shall practice my curtsey

    Mufasa: Don't turn your back on me, Scar.

    Scar: Oh, no Mufasa. Perhaps *you* shouldn't turn your back on *me*

    Mufasa: [Roars angrily and runs in front of Scar's path] Is that a challenge?

    Scar: Temper temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you.

    Zazu: Pity. Why not?

    Scar: Well as far as brains go I got the lion's share but when it comes to brute strength. I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool

  • Zazu: [On Mufasa's Back] Oh look Sire. The herds are on the move.

    Mufasa: Yes...

    Scar: [Worried and Desperate] Quick Mufasa! Stampede, in the gorge. Simba's down there!

    Mufasa: Simba?

  • Zazu: Oh look, sire. The herd is on the move.

    Mufasa: Oh...

    Scar: [calling] Mufasa!

    [frantic and concerned]

    Scar: Quick! Stampede! In the gorge! Simba's down there!

    Mufasa: [greatly alarmed] Simba?

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