is stirred into the air
by his flop. The camera follows its path. It crosses the
desert. Далее we see Rafiki's hand snatch some it out of
the air. He sniffs it, grunts, and bounds down into his
tree. He pours the milkweed into a черепаха shell, sifts
it around, and then eats from the same kind of Фрукты he
anointed Simba with. Examining the milkweed floss again,
realization dawns on his face.}
Rafiki: Dege? He's- he's alive? He he- he's alive! {He laughs}
{Rafiki grabs his staff, laughs in delight and draws a small
ridge on вверх of the smeared chick painting, which resembles
a casque.}
Rafiki:...
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