Speaking (II Semester)

I shall never be king.

I quiver with fear.

I feel simply awful.

Drop him.

Life is not fair.

Impeccable timing.

Don't look at me that way.

Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food.

Don't turn your back on me.

And this all be mine?

Is that a challenge?

What am I going to do with him?

Everything you see exists together in a delicate balance.

That's beyond our borders.

Everything the light touches is our kingdom.

What about that shadowy place?

What are you doing, son?

Don't we eat the antelope?

Try not to make a sound.

I despise guessing games.

This is so humiliating.

Then you can chase those slobbering, mangy, stupid poachers from dawn untl dusk.

Forgive me for not leaping for joy.

He didn't show you what is beyond that rise at the northen border.

You are absolutely right.

You can't go there.

You are so wierd.

All more reason for me to be protective.

Promise me you will never visit that dreadful place.

I suppose you would have found out it sooner or later.

I'm afraid you are shaping up to be a pretty pathetic king.

I'm gonna be a mighty king so enemies beware.

I'll show you when we get there.

I'm standing in the spotlight.

I just can't wait to be king.

I think it's time that you and I arranged a heart-to-heart.