Mickey мышь and Друзья Обои

Mickey: Ok. Everybody, now it's time for a change of pace.
Cruella De Vil: Lights out.
Jafar: Take a hike, chickies.
Cruella De Vil: Oh, Хэллоуин at the House of Mouse, all treats and no tricks.
Cruella De Vil: If this were my house, I'd run things differently
Ursula: Add a splash of evil?
Captain Hook: Pillage and Plunger?
Sykes: Make this house lots of money?
Frollo: Arrest the criminals?
Iago: Blah, blah, blah. Every год it's the same thing...
Iago: ...all talk and no play, what a bunch of dull villains.
Jafar: Well, this год will be different,
[Jafar holds a small hourglass]
Jafar: I've got a trick...

No, this is not cheating. I know that I сказал(-а) that I wouldn’t review Lion King based on the fact that if it’s based on anything at all, it’s based on a play and not a book. And I also know that Peter Pan started out as a play. But: This play was so successful that Barrie also published a novel based on it. Plus, while the play made the figure Peter Pan well known, he actually turned up first in the novel The Little White Bird. See? Not cheating at all.
But it would be naturally strange to ignore the play – I’m a little bit at disadvantage here, though, because I’ve never seen it,...

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, Ты know.
[flops on his side]
Young Simba: Эй, Uncle Scar, when I'm King, what'll that make you?
Scar: A monkey's uncle.
Young Simba: [laughs] You're so weird.
Scar: Ты have no idea.

Zazu: [singing] Nooooobody knows the trouble I've seen. / Nooooobody knows my sorrow.
Scar: Oh, Zazu, do lighten up. Sing something...

The Horned King: Soon the Black Cauldron will be mine. Its evil power will course through my veins, and I shall make Ты Cauldron Born. Yes. Yes. Oh, yes. Then Ты will worship me! Me. Oh, my soldiers. How long I have thirsted to be a god among mortal men.

The Horned King: I presume, my boy, Ты are the keeper of this oracular pig.

[as the army of the dead collapses]
The Horned King: This had better not be your fault!
[grabs Creeper by the neck]
Creeper: Perhaps it just needs another body, Sire.
The Horned King: Yes. *Yours*!

[as he activates the Black Cauldron]
The Horned King: Now I call...