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What am I supposed to do with all this snow - is that what folk have been calling it? The cold is treacherous and my son is sick from being out in it so long. [pause] I hope everyone's taking care of themselves. When you stop shivering it doesn't mean you're suddenly not cold anymore!

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[whispered, rather angrily] I should've helped him look...

How...How bad is he?

[wrong meerkat to ask that, Kovu...]

He's terrible! He was hallucinating! And hysterical! My poor son...

Are you sure it's that bad? Did he say he was hallucinating?

I'm fine.

Ma, stop scarin' everyone.

Phew!

Does she always do this?

Always.

... I didn't find Simba.

What a p-

...Oh.

...Sorry.

He's better off at home anyway.

... so long as he stays away from those monkeys. They're a bad influence on him.

[darkly]

Y-yeah...

How's Kiara?

She's...fine...

And you?

Good question.

... Is, uh, everything okay?

What do you think? It took me that long just to get used to being around him! I got this scar saving him!

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You are not fine, Timmy!

I'm not dying either!

I didn't say you were. [sheesh.]

You sure make it sound like it.

If you don't stay in bed... [you'll be dying, Mister :|]

I'm tired of bein' in bed. It's so dark and stuffy in here... I'm startin' to think I'm claustrophobic.

Timon, you're not claustrophobic. [although there's a long bit of silence like she wants to go on, because maybe that makes everything make sense]