Pumbaa: Timon, ever wonder what
those sparkly dots are up there?
Timon: Pumbaa, I don't wonder; I
know.
Pumbaa: Oh. What are they?
Timon: They're fireflies.
Fireflies that, uh… got stuck up on that big bluish-black
thing.
Pumbaa: Oh, gee. I always thought
they were gigantic balls of gas burning billions of miles away.
Timon: Pumbaa, with you,
everything's gas.