It's In the Past (The Lion King)
"No, please. Don't leave me! Father, don't leave me…" Simba cried out as the spirit of his father retreated amongst the clouds, echoing the same line over and over.
"Remember. Remember. Remember…"
Simba tried to rush after it but once the clouds had disappeared, he rested atop a grassy knoll, emotionally exhausted.
"What was that?" Rafiki asked in a bemused tone and laughed as he made his way up to the young lion. "The weather?" He blew a raspberry. "Very peculiar, don't you think?"
"Yeah…looks like the winds are changing." Simba replied as his eyes kept looking to the sky.
The old baboon stroked his beard. "Ooh, change is good." He nodded.
"Yeah but it's not easy." Simba shook his head. "I know what I have to do but going back means I have to face my past. I've been running from it for so long."
Suddenly, Rafiki smacked Simba upside the head with his walking stick.
"Ouch, jeez." Simba whined and pressed his paw over his aching head. "What was that for?"
Dismissively, Rafiki threw up his hands. "It doesn't matter it's in the past."
The old, wise baboon then turned around and walked away from a stupefied Simba. As he walked, Rafiki came across a grassing antelope and decided to give its white, heart-shaped butt a smack.
"What the hell!" The female antelope exclaimed and glared at the primate. "You freaking pervert!"
Rafiki threw up his hands. "It's doesn't matter, it's in the past." He said and continued walking.
Meanwhile, a young Maasai girl showed her friend a wristband made up by tiny carved animals. "Look, Koinet. My mom gave me this for my birthday."
"Oh wow." Her friend cooed.
"It's of pure ivory." The Maasai girl stated just before Rafiki jumped out of the grass, snatched the wristband and kicked the little Maasai girl away.
"Naku!" Koinet cried out before angrily turning to the monkey who was warping the ivory wristband around his staff. "Why did you do that? That's a gift from her mother you asshat!"
Rafiki blew a raspberry. "It doesn't matter, it's in the past."
Rafiki then continued thru the thick savanna grass until he came upon a meerkat and a warthog. "Hey, primate!" The meerkat exclaimed. "You haven't seen our friend Simba, have you? He has a big red mane, long, sharp cainines and might be going thru an identity crises."
Instead of answering, Rafiki grabbed the talkative meerkat and bit his head off.
The warthog screamed in horror. "You killed my best friend!"
"It doesn't matter, it's in the past." Rafiki stated and took another bite.