The Pixie Fairies Rescue Squad off-screen voices

NARRATOR: Some people say that
fairies are the stuff of fantasy.

NARRATOR: This could be
the room of any small boy.

-Did you have a nice flight?
-BOBBLE: Incoming!

BOBBLE: Keep her level!
Keep her level!

CLANK: Gear it down, Bobble!

MALE FAIRY: Cicadas, one at a time.
You, you and you. You, too.

TINKER BELL: Wow!

MALE GARDEN FAIRY:
No, thanks. She's running fine.

FOGHORN:
Keep looking, men. Dig deeper!

FOGHORN: Canine alert!
Man your battle stations!

JUANITA: Honey, you got all your stuff?

TWEETY: Alice?

LADY ASCOT:
Alice? Honey, are you okay?

MICHAEL: Yeah! Ride 'em, player!
(WHOOPS)

-(CONTINUES COUGHING)
-ALICE: Wheezy, is that you?

DR. GRIFFITHS:
Well, of course, my darling.

LIZZY: Look at the creek and the woods
and the meadow!

LIZZY: Father, Father, Father! Can we
bring our tea and scones outsides

-It would be just like a little picnic.
-DR. GRIFFITHS: Not just now, Lizzy.

DR. GRIFFITHS:
The wings are so fresh.

SYLVESTER:
What's going on? She's nuts.

-ALICE: Careful on the steps, now.
-(GRUNTING)

ALICE: Not that casual.

PORKY: Piggy coming through,
coming through.

DAFFY: Is she out there?
BUGS: There she is.

DAFFY: She's getting in the box!

PORKY: She's sellin' herself
for 25 cents!

BUGS: Hold on. Hold on.
She's got something.

-(TUNES LAUGHING)
-BUGS: Way to go, darling.

-TWEETY: Good old putty tat!
-Alice, I'm slipping!

TWEETY: What's that little gal
think she's doing?

-(CONTINUES LAUGHING)
-JUANITA: Buster! Quiet down!

-Oh, now, how did this get down here?
-BUGS: Hand her the girl.

-JUANITA: It's not for sale.
-Everything's for sale.

SYLVESTER:
Yeah. Go home, Mr. Fancy Car.

BUGS: Hold on.
PORKY: What's up?

DAFFY: What is it, Bugs?

BUGS: He's stealin' Alice!
DAFFY: What? He can't take Alice.

LADY ASCOT: Bugs!

-(GASPING)
-SYLVESTER: Get him, Bugs.

TINKER BELL:
This isn't a human house.

TINKER BELL: Oh!

-VIDIA: Tink!
-I wonder what this part does.

LIZZY: You're not going to
take it to London, are you?

DR. GRIFFITHS: Yes, of course.

-CLANK: More mushroom caps, please!
-Here we go.

BOBBLE: This one goes there.
That one goes there. Right?

CLANK: Righty-o, Bobble.

-CLANK: Right, more reeds over here.
-This thing had better work.

BOBBLE: Give me the sap.

CLANK: Come on. Come on.
Let's get going.

BOBBLE: There you go.
Now you're talking!

CLANK: It's working!

TWEETY: The kidnapper
was bigger than that.

COMPUTER: Lazy toy brain.

BUGS: That's our guy.

PETE: Turn me around,
Mr. Rabbit, so I can see.

ANNOUNCER: Cowboy Crunchies,
the cereal that's sugar-frosted

NARRATOR: Chapter one,

-Honey.
-NARRATOR: Uh, Pooh?

-Pooh!
-POOH: Oh!

POOH: Excuse me, Owl,

-POOH: Gesundheit.
-I beg your pardon?

POOH: (WHISPERING)
He's doing it again.

POOH: Perhaps you should
lie down, Owl?

POOH: Just as I suspected.
Owl, we need honey.

NARRATOR:
As the others searched for a tail,

NARRATOR: And so they tried
a great many things.

-(JUMBLED AUDIO)
-DAFFY: It's too fast.

LIZZY: Do all fairies sound the same
when they talk?

DR. GRIFFITHS: Lizzy?

-Come on! Let's see the next episode!
-PETE: That's it.

-I mean, look at all this stuff!
-LORINA: Didn't you know?

LORINA: (GASPS) Oh.

-What museum?
-PETE: THE museum.

-(GASPS)
-PETE: Al's coming!

-MAN: Hello?
-It's me. It's Al.

ROSETTA: So how far is it from the road
to the house, do you think?

VIDIA: Not that far, really.
The only question is, how flooded is it?

IRIDESSA: That's a good point.

SILVERMIST:
Well, I'm gonna remain optimistic.

-We'll get to Tink in no time.
-ROSETTA: I'm with you, Sil.

BOBBLE: We're almost there.

IRIDESSA: Did you feel that?
We're moving faster.

-What?
-SILVERMIST: What did he say?

SILVERMIST: Brace yourselves!

ANNOUNCER: And that concludes
our broadcast day.

NARRATOR: Pooh left feeling
unsatisfied and a little out of sorts.

POOH: I'm sorry, Eeyore.

NARRATOR:
Just then, Pooh spotted a note.

-ROO: Good job, Owl!
-Thank you. Thank you.

-Oh, Christopher Robin.
-OWL: Now, let me see.

OWL: Its hide is like a shaggy rug

TIGGER: Maybe they make 
you sleep too late

OWL: Yes, yes, that's good, that's great

OWL: You're on a roll go on, go on

RABBIT:
They muddy up your tidy house

KANGA: They wake up babies 
at one and three

POOH: They made me lose 
my train of thought

TIGGER: They swipe your stripes 
they clog your pipes

-RABBIT: They dig up your garden
-They won't beg your pardon

-POOH: They eat your snacks
-they won't relax

RABBIT: They chip your tooth
KANGA: They steal your youth

OWL: And now you know 
the horrible truth

-(ALL WHOOPING)
-DAFFY: The chicken!

BUGS: Okay. Here's our chance.
Ready. Set. Go.

BUGS: Go!

BUGS: Drop! I said "drop"!

BUGS: Go!

BUGS: Drop.

BUGS: Go.

TWEETY: Oh, no. It's closed.

-(DOORS MOOING)
-MAN: Hey, Joe, you're late.

DAFFY: But the sign says it's closed.

PORKY: I thought
we could search in style.

-PORKY: Back it up. Back it up.
-(ALL GIGGLING)

BARBIE: To our right is the Hot Wheels
aisle. Developed in 1967,

-TWEETY: Look out!
-Stop, stop, stop!

-(DAFFY WHIMPERING)
-PORKY: Turn into the spin, Barbie!

NARRATOR:
While Rabbit and the others

NARRATOR: As the group
continued on with Rabbit's plan,

-placing items as they...
-TIGGER: Hey, hey!

PETE: Alice, don't be mad at Lorina.

LIZZY: Father, look!
DR. GRIFFITHS: Not just now, Lizzy.

ROSETTA: Vidia, you sure you know
where you're going?

VIDIA: Yes. Tinker Bell
and I walked by here.

FAWN: Road? What road?

ROSETTA: Pull!

LIZZY: "My, what a splendid tea service.
I am really quite impressed."

DR. GRIFFITHS: Strange.
It's as if they mended themselves.

DR. GRIFFITHS: The butterfly. It's gone!
LIZZY: What?

BOBBLE: Quite a bit of spirit
in that little tinker, eh?

BOBBLE: Can you reach it, Clanky?

-CLANK: Almost. Just a little more.
-Here, let me.

BOBBLE: Building. It's a house.
That's it! Clanky! We've got it!

CLANK: What've we got?
BOBBLE: House! Get off.

CLANK: I'm sorry.
BOBBLE: I can't feel my legs.

PIGLET: Um, I'm sorry
I messed up the plan, Pooh.

PIGLET: No hurry, Pooh.
The bees are quite gentle.

PIGLET: Okay.

PIGLET: Whoa!
POOH: Ooh!

POOH: Well, I was moving.

OWL: Honey.
RABBIT: Ooh, honey!

KANGA: Yes.
RABBIT: Honey.

NARRATOR: As Pooh watched
the honey honey away,

-MAN: 011...
-011. Wait.

TWEETY: That's the kidnapper, all right.

-Huh?
-POOH: Oh!

RABBIT: Okay, everyone,
make sure you have a good hold.

PIGLET: And six.

-DAFFY: He didn't take the bag!
-No time to lose!

TWEETY: Oh, no. Which way do we go?

SYLVESTER: What makes you so sure?

PORKY: What?
TWEETY: Huh?

DAFFY: Hey, Bugs! Stop!

LIZZY: It doesn't matter what I say.
He never believes me.

-IRIDESSA: Sorry.
-Oh! Careful.

-That's my ear.
-SILVERMIST: Sorry.

-FAWN: Sorry.
-That's the nose. Careful.

-ROSETTA: Whoops! Sorry.
-Can't see!

-BOBBLE: Fawn?
-Fly!

ROSETTA: Our wings are wet.

BOBBLE:
And who knows when they'll be dry.

-BOBBLE: Clank!
-I'm okay.

-That's it. A bridge!
-CLANK: Guys? Guys?

-A bridge made out of what?
-CLANK: Guys!

BOBBLE: Get back!

BOBBLE: Get back!

NARRATOR:
So Piglet bravely ventured forth

PIGLET: Excuse me.

-I can't breathe! (GROANS)
-TIGGER: Oh.

PIGLET: You're the only one
who can get us out of here!

OWL: ...exacerbated
by my aunt's predilection

POOH: Oh!

-ALICE: Please, no!
-That's Alice!

ALICE: Please, please, no!

SYLVESTER: Bugs, can you see?
What's going on?

LORINA: Take that!
SYLVESTER: To the left.

-Take it up higher.
-BUGS: What's happening?

TWEETY: We're here
to spring ya, Alice!

-PETE: No!
-(BUGS YELLING)

NARRATOR: And so they all used 
the letter ladder to climb out of the pit.

CHRISTOPHER: Wait, everyone.

NARRATOR:
Christopher Robin explained

-Thank you, B'loon. Goodbye.
-TIGGER: Hooray!

NARRATOR: Pooh watched as B'loon 
took the honey pot higher and higher,

-LORINA: Prospector?
-You're outta your box!

LIZZY: Whoa!

DR. GRIFFITHS: Lizzy?
LIZZY: Coming, Father!

LIZZY: Aren't her wings beautiful?

DR. GRIFFITHS: She's some sort
of evolutionary mutation.

-DR. GRIFFITHS: Exactly!
-Tinker Bell!

DR. GRIFFITHS: This is going to be
the discovery of the century!

LIZZY: Oh! Sorry, fairies.

WOMAN OVER PA: The white zone is
for immediate loading and unloading...

MAN OVER PA: Passenger Twitch,

SYLVESTER:
Will you just leave me alone?

DAFFY: Someone's coming!

-GIRL: Ooh, a puppy!
-Bark, bark, bark, bark.

WOMAN OVER PA: Atlantic Air
flight 810 from Point Richmond

GIRL: (GASPING) Look, Barbie.
A big, ugly man doll.

MOTHER: Come on, hon!

BUGS: Come on, Bullseye! Yah!

MAN: Hold it! There's a couple
more bags coming from the terminal!

-LIZZY: Father!
-What in the world?

TINKER BELL: Vidia!

-Lift your arms and kick your feet!
-DR. GRIFFITHS: Careful!

NARRATOR:
As Pooh continued searching,

NARRATOR: Ignoring his tummy's 
desperate pleas,

CHRISTOPHER: Okay. Open your eyes.

CHRISTOPHER:
No, silly. Put your arms down.

LIZZY: Why, certainly, Miss Bell.
A nice, fresh cup.

LIZZY: (LAUGHS) Oh, father!

DR. GRIFFITHS: So, where were we?
Ah, yes.

-(TUMMY RUMBLES)
-POOH: Oh, bother.

CHRISTOPHER: Silly old bear.

-(THUD)
-DAFFY: Ow!