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Dear
God, please help my Dad to understand that I want to
become king now. I know what he’s talking about.
I realize what my mom and dad are talking about. They
just want me to become king. I still wanna hang out
with my friends. I still wanna enjoy my life, living
with out having to take care of anything, having to
worry about anything. But I know I have priorities and
becoming king is one of them.
(He hears something. He hears something coming. He
doesn’t know if it’s an animal. As the terrifying
sound approaches he makes a mad dash, in fear, not knowing
what lies behind him. His dad is in the area. Simba
lets out a loud roar. Sylvester knows it’s Simba.
He hesitates to go help him. Simba begins to panic as
he runs through the jungle, not knowing if anyone is
going to help him.)
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| Sylvester: |
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I
hear a loud noise start to approach. I sense it’s
Simba. But I hesitate to help him out. He needs to realize
that all I was trying to do was help him. By pushing
him to become King.
(As Simba and the cheetahs get closer, Simba’s
dad waits and attacks. Taking on the group of cheetahs
one by one. Screams. Yells. Simba helps his dad fight
back the group of cheetahs, defeating and killing all
of them. Blood rushes down Simba’s face. Simba’s
scared as he lets out a loud roar. Sylvester slowly
walks away.)
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| Simba: |
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Dad,
Dad, please come back! I wanna talk to you.
(Sylvester just continues to walk.) |
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| Simba: |
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I’m
ready to be king.
(Sylvester slowly turns around and looks at him.)
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| Sylvester: |
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Now
you finally wanna become king? Have you finally realized
why I’ve been helping you?
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| Simba: |
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Yes.
Yes. I understand why you’ve been pushing me now.
Since I’ve been gone this past week, I’ve realized
what you’re talking about. I know you don’t
want me to fail, but all the pressure was building up
and I just wanted to leave to be with my friends. Knowing
you were right when you said my friends weren’t going
to help me with my priorities, I should have listened
to you. If you were more easier on me, if you yelled less…
just talk to me as a son, without screaming, then I might
have listened. I never would have left. I never would
have worried you and mom by leaving. I would’ve listened. |
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| Sylvester: |
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You’re
not a little kid anymore. Grow up. I’m hard on you
because you’re becoming a man. That’s how men
are treated. It’s called tough love. You’re
lucky me and your mother look after you, protect you.
Because we love you. Sometimes I might yell, but when
I yell that’s just me being encouraging. That shows
my love. That’s why we traveled for long periods
of time, to meet other animals, and interact. Because
they are the ones that want you to become king. I’m
not the only one that wants you to become king. They want
you to become king. |
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| Simba: |
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But
to me, I’m still young and young means hanging
with my friends.
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| Sylvester: |
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The
reason I’m pushing you to become king –NOW-
at an early age is because many older, wiser animals of
the jungle know you are a natural born leader. They’ve
seen you grow up. And if a new generation comes in, they
will not understand why you should become king. They wouldn’t
understand, cause they haven’t seen you grow up like
many animals have. The respect and the joy that you bring
to the older animals, is what they see in you.
(Simba stands there speechless.)
If you still wanna be young, then you shouldn’t become
king. Me and your mother talk a lot about you and see
where we went wrong in raising you. |
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| Simba: |
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I
loved how you raised me.
(Sylvester slowly walks away; tears start to run down
his face.) |
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| Sylvester: |
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I
guess you still don’t understand what I’m trying
to do. I want everyone in my family to succeed. Is there
something I did wrong? I had the opportunity to become
king. Due to me being negative, not taking people’s
words of encouragement and not putting them into actions
is the reason I push you so hard. Cause I don’t want
you to fail and make the same mistakes I did. I want you
to take your chance at becoming king. You still wanna
hang out with your friends and miss your opportunity then
all I can do is be happy for you.
(Simba shows a frown as he becomes sad.) |
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| Simba: |
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I
know what you’re talking about! I feel ashamed. All
I was thinking about was myself. At first I didn’t
understand why you push me so hard. Now I understand why
you and mom do the things you do. (Loud voice)
I do wanna become king!
(Dad turns around.) |
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| Sylvester: |
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If
you realize it now then you should be ready to move on.
If you’re ready to take the challenge of becoming
king, show me that you’re ready. Emotionally ready.
Mind set. Show me that you’re determined. When you’re
ready to move on, that’s when I’ll know you’re
serious about becoming king.
(Simba stands, rubbing his chin as he thinks.) |
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| Simba: |
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O.K.,
I’m ready. I’ll still keep in touch with my
friends but I’ll hang out with them less often, take
this king thing more seriously. I’ll be more devoted
in becoming king. That’s my word. I know it’s
my destiny, that’s why I want to follow it. And all
the animals know that I am the chosen one. |
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| Sylvester: |
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If
that’s your word, let’s go out there and show
the jungle that you’re ready.
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End. |
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