Quinton Flynn credited as playing...
Timon • Monty • Timon (segment: "Amazon Quiver") • Timon (segment: "Doubt of Africa") • Timon (segment: "How to Beat the High Costa Rica") • Timon (segment: "Madagascar About You") • Timon (segment: "Saskatchewan Catch") • Timon (segment: "South Sea Sick") • Timon (segment: "You Ghana Join the Club")
- Timon: [reading a newspaper article] "Criminal Quint, the most wanted criminal east of Alcatraz, has stolen a suitcase full of money?"
- Pumbaa: We'd better go right to the police, tell them what happened, and say to them everything we know! That would be the right thing to do.
- Timon: What gives you that idea?
- Pumbaa: Didn't you read the rest of the article?
- Timon: [reading] "If you know anything about this, please go right to the police and tell them what happened and say to them everything you know. That would be the right thing to do."
- [to Pumbaa]
- Timon: Pumbaa, we can't go to the police.
- Pumbaa: Why not?
- Timon: We found the money, right? Then we gave it back to Criminal Quint, correct? That makes us accomplices!
- Pumbaa: It does?
- Timon: Yes, it does! And that means we'll have to go to jail and call each other Butch and wear those stripy jail clothes!
- Pumbaa: Stripes make me look pudgy! And don't call me Butch.
- Timon: Clearly there must be an easier way of getting out there rather than straping ducks to my feet.
- Pumbaa: Like, say... A boat?
- Timon: Don't interupt, Pumbaa, I'm making a piont. Now, our little duck friends gave me an idea and I'll give you a hint as to what it is. Ahem. What do birds have that you and I do not have?
- Pumbaa: Feathers?
- Timon: Guess again.
- Pumbaa: Beaks?
- Timon: Guess again.
- Pumbaa: Claws?
- Timon: No, Pumbaa, guess once more.
- Pumbaa: Nests?
- Timon: One more guess.
- Pumbaa: Eggs?
- Timon: No.
- Pumbaa: Intelligence?
- Timon: No!
- Pumbaa: Girlfriends?
- Timon: No! Wings!
- Guy: We're gonna turn yous into angels!
- Timon: Let's get outta here, Pumbaa! They're gonna kill us!
- Guy: Smell's Angels!
- Timon: Tell her, Pumbaa.
- Pumbaa: What should I tell her?
- Timon: Anything, Pumbaa.
- Pumbaa: Um... your baby Earl jumped off the edge, fell thousands of feet and landed with a thump sort of sound.
- Mother Eagle: WHAT?
- Timon: Anything but that, Pumbaa!
- Mother Eagle: I warned you what would happen if my baby Earl was scratched,
- [rolls up the feathers on her right wing like it was a sleeve, underneath is a muscular arm with an anchor tatoo]
- Timon: Pumbaa? A brave bull? Of all things, he's a COW-ard! Ha ha ha! COW-ard! Get it?... Too bad nobody was around to hear that one.
- Timon: You know, the other day, I met a guy who just hates being around bulls. He was from Constantino-BULL!