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NARRATOR: This could be

the room of any small boy,

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but it just happens to belong

to a boy named Christopher Robin.
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Like most small boys,
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Christopher Robin

has toy animals to play with.
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They all live together

in a wonderful world of make-believe.
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His best friend is a bear

called Winnie the Pooh,
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or "Pooh" for short.
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Pooh had some unusual adventures,

right here in the Hundred Acre Wood.

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CHORUS:
Deep in the Hundred Acre Wood
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Where Christopher Robin plays
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You'll find the enchanted neighborhood
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Of Christopher's childhood days
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A donkey named Eeyore is his friend
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And Kanga and little Roo
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There's Rabbit and Piglet
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And there's Owl
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But most of all Winnie the Pooh
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Winnie the Pooh
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Winnie the Pooh
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Tubby little cubby

all stuffed with fluff
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He's Winnie the Pooh

Winnie the Pooh
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Willy nilly, silly old bear
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Winnie the Pooh

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Winnie the Pooh
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Tubby little cubby

all stuffed with fluff
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He's Winnie the Pooh

Winnie the Pooh
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Willy nilly silly old bear

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NARRATOR: Winnie the Pooh lived

in this enchanted forest,

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under the name of Sanders,
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which means he had the name

over the door in gold letters
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and he lived under it.
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Now, when Pooh heard

his Pooh-coo clock...
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Pooh-coo, pooh-coo, pooh-coo.
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Pooh-coo, pooh-coo.
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He knew it was time for something.

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But he was a bear of very little brain.

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So when he thought,
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he thought in the most
thoughtful way he could think.
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I haven't thought of anything, have you?
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Nor neither have I.
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Think... Think... Think.
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Oh, yes, time for my stoutness exercise.
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Up, down, up.
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(SINGING) When I up, down,

touch the ground
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It puts me in the mood
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Up, down, touch the ground
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In the mood
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(SMACKING LIPS)
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for food
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I am stout, round and I have found
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Speaking poundage-wise
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I improve my appetite when I exercise

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(RIPPING)
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Oh, stuff and fluff.
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That's better, thank you.
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Now, where was I?
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(STOMACH RUMBLES)
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(POPS)
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Oh, yes. I'm rumbly in my tumbly.
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Time for something sweet.
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I am short, fat and proud of that
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So with all my might
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I up, down, up, down

to my appetite's delight
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While I up, down, touch the ground
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I think of things to chew

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Like honey and milk and chocolate.
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With a hefty happy appetite
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I'm a hefty, happy Pooh
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CHORUS: With a hefty, happy appetite

he's a hefty, happy Pooh

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(SIGH) Oh, bother. Empty again.
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Only the sticky part is left.
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(SLURPING)
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(BEE BUZZES)
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-(BUZZING)
-(SLURPING)
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That buzzing noise means something.
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The only reason for making

a buzzing noise that I know of
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is because you're a bee!
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(BUZZING)
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The only reason for being a bee

is to make honey.
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(SLURPING)
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The only reason for making honey

is so I can eat it.
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(CHUCKLES)

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NARRATOR: So Winnie the Pooh

climbed the honey tree.

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He climbed and he climbed

and he climbed.

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As he climbed, he hummed a little hum.

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(HUMMING)
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I call it my Rumbly in my Tumbly song.

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Yes, it went something like this.
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Hum dum de dum

hum dum de dum
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I am so rumbly in my tumbly

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Oh.
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Time to munch an early luncheon

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Hum de dum dum dum

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Oh, I wouldn't climb this tree
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If a Pooh flew like a bee

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But I wouldn't be a bear then
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So I guess I wouldn't care then
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Bears love honey and I'm a Pooh bear

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So I do care
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So I climb there
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I'm so rumbly in my tumbly
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Time for something...
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For something
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sweet
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-to eat!
-(BOING)
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If only I hadn't...
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You see, what I meant to do...
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And it all comes, I suppose,
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from liking honey so much.
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Oh, bother.

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NARRATOR: Winnie the Pooh

crawled out of the gorse bush,

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brushed the prickles from his nose,
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-and began to think.

-Think... Think... Think.
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The first person he thought of was...

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-Winnie the Pooh?

-(CHUCKLES) No.
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-Christopher Robin.

-Oh.
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Christopher Robin lived in
another part of the forest

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where he could be near his friends,

and help them with their problems.

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On this summer day,

gloomy old Eeyore,

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being stuffed with sawdust,

had lost his tail again.

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-Eeyore, this won't hurt.

-Never does.
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Ooh. (CHUCKLES)
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There now. Did I get your tail

back on properly, Eeyore?
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No matter.
Most likely lose it again, anyway.
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(CLEARS THROAT)
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It is my considered opinion
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that Eeyore's tail should
be placed a trifle to the right.
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Now, if you were to ask me,
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I think it's just a wee bit...
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South.
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No, no. North, dear.
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Cheer up, Eeyore.
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Don't be so gloomy. Try swishing it.
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(LAUGHTER)
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-It worked. It worked.

-Oh, goody! Hooray!
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Thanks.
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It's not much of a tail,

but I'm sort of attached to it.
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Good morning, Christopher Robin.
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Oh, good morning, Winnie the Pooh.
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-Good morning, Pooh bear.

-Good morning, Pooh bear.
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If it is a good morning, which I doubt.
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What are you looking for, Pooh bear?
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I just said to myself, coming along,

thinking and wondering,
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if you had such a thing as a...
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Such a thing, Christopher,
as a balloon, about you.

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What do you want a balloon for?
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Psst.
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Honey.
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But you don't get honey with a balloon.
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-I do.

-How?
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I shall fly like a bee
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up to the honey tree. See?
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But just a minute.
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You can't fool the bees that way.
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You'll see!
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Now, would you be so kind
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as to tow me to a muddy place
of which I know of.

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NARRATOR: So Christopher Robin

towed Winnie the Pooh

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to the very muddy place.
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Pooh rolled and rolled

until he was black all over.

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(HUMMING)
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There, now. (CHUCKLES)
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Isn't this a clever disguise?
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What are you supposed to be?
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I'm a little, black rain cloud, of course.
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(CHUCKLES) Silly old bear.
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Now, would you aim me

at the bees, please?
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(BUZZING)
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Careful, Pooh. Hold on tight.
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Yes.
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-Four...

-Yes.
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-...three...

-Yes.
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-...two...

-Yes.
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...one!
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(SINGING)
I'm just a little black rain cloud
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Hovering under the honey tree
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I'm only a little black rain cloud
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Pay no attention to little me

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POOH AND CHRISTOPHER:

Everyone knows that a rain cloud

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Never eats honey

No, not a nip
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I'm just floating around
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Over the ground
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Wondering where I will drip

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(BUZZING)
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(BUZZING)
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Christopher Robin,
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I think the bees

S-U-S-P-E-C-T something.
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(CHUCKLES)
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Perhaps they think

you're after their honey.
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Well, it may be that.

You never can tell with bees.
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Oh, I'm just a little black rain cloud

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(BUZZING)
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Hovering under the honey tree

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(GULP)
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(BUZZING)
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Ah!
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(BUZZING)
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(BUZZING)
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(SPUTTERING BUZZ)
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Christopher Robin!
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I think it would help with this deception,
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if you would kinda open

your umbrella and say...
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-"Tut, tut, it looks like rain."

-Tut, tut, it looks like rain.
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Tut, tut, it looks like rain.
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(ANGRY BUZZ)
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(BUZZING)
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Ooh!
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(LAUGHING BUZZ)
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Christopher Robin, I have come

to a very important decision.
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These are the wrong sorts of bees!
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(EXPLODING)
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(LAUGHING)
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Excuse me, please, bees.
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Christopher Robin!
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Oh, bother!
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I think I shall come down.
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I'll catch you, Pooh. (GRUNTS)
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(BUGLE CHARGE)
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Hurry, come on. The bees!
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Help!
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Christopher!
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Christopher Robin,

you never can tell with bees.
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(BUZZING)

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NARRATOR: Now, Pooh was not

the sort to give up easily.

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When he put his mind to honey,

he stuck to it.

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Now, honey rhymes with bunny,
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and bunny rhymes with, uh...

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Rabbit?
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I like Rabbit because
he uses short, easy words,
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like, "How about lunch?"
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And, "Help yourself, Pooh."
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Pooh? Lunch?
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Oh, no. Not again.
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Oh, my. Oh, my goodness gracious!
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Is anybody at home?
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What I said was, "Is anybody at home?"
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RABBIT: No!
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Bother! Isn't there anybody here at all?
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Nobody.
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Must be somebody there because

somebody must have said, "Nobody."
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-Rabbit, isn't that you?

-No!
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Isn't that the Rabbit's voice?
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I don't think so. It isn't meant to be.
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-Hello, Rabbit!

-Oh, hello, Pooh bear.
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Pooh bear!
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Uh, uh...
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Uh, what a pleasant surprise.
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Uh, how about lunch?
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Oh, thank you, Rabbit.
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And help yourself, Pooh.
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(HUMMING)
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Would you like condensed milk

or honey on your bread?
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Both! But never mind the bread, please.
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Just a small helping, if you please.
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There you are.
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Is something wrong?
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Well, I did mean

a little larger small helping.
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Perhaps it would save time

if you took the whole jar?
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Thank you, Rabbit.

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NARRATOR: So Pooh ate, and ate,

and ate, and ate,

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and ate, and ate and ate,
and ate and ate!

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Until at last, he said to Rabbit,
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in a rather sticky voice...

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I must be going now.
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Goodbye, Rabbit.
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Well, goodbye,
if you're sure you won't have any more.
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Is there any more?
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-No, there isn't.

-I thought not.
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(SLURPING)
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Ooph!
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Oh, help and bother! I'm stuck.
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Oh, dear! Oh, gracious!
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Well, it all comes from eating too much.
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(GRUNTING)
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It all comes from not having

front doors big enough!
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(GRUNTS)
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Oh, dear, it's no use.
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Only one thing to do.

I'll get Christopher Robin.
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Oh, dear. Oh, dear.
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RABBIT: Oh, my heavens to Betsy.
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(OWL HOOTING)
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(HOOTING)
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-Well, if it isn't Pooh bear.

-Oh, hello, Owl.
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Splendid day to be up and about

one's business, quite. (CHUCKLES)
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Oh...
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I say, are you stuck?
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No, no, just resting,
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and thinking and humming to myself.
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(HUMMING)
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(CLEARS THROAT) You, sir, are stuck,
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a wedged bear, in a great tightness.
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In a word, irremovable.
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Now, obviously,
this situation calls for an expert.
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(WHISTLING) Somebody call for
an excavation expert?
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I'm not in the book,

but I'm at your service.
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Gopher's the name. Here's my card.

What's your problem?
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(CLEARS THROAT) Yes, yes, yes, yes.
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It seems the entrance to
Rabbit's domicile is impassable.
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Uh, to be exact, plugged.
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-And you want me to dig it out?

-Precisely.
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I say, it's over here, my good fellow.
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Heh, um...
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The first thing to be done

is get rid of that bear.
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He's gumming up the whole project.
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Dash-it-all, he is the project!
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Hard digging, might hit bedrock.
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Danger of cave-in. Risky.
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Needs planks for bracing.
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Big job. Take two, three days.
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Three days? What about lunches?
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No problem,
I always go home for lunch.
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Oh, this will run into money.
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I say, how much?
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Do the job for hourly rate,
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plus cover materials,
plus overtime, plus 10%.
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And your estimate?
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Nope, can't give an estimate. Too risky.
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Whoo, whoo.
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Blast-it-all.
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Good idea! We'll dynamite, save time.
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Ah, what's the charge?
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The charge?
Oh, about seven sticks of dynamite.
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No, no, no, the cost!

The charge in money?
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Nope, no charge account.

I work strictly cash.
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Obviously, but I should think...
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I can't stand around lollygagging

all day. Got a tight schedule.
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(SCREAMS)
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If you think it over, let me know.
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You got my card. I'm not in the book.
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Oh. Dash-it-all, he's gone.
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After all, he's not in the book, you know.
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(CLEARS THROAT) Oh.
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RABBIT: Here we come. Don't worry.
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Cheer up, Pooh bear. We're coming.
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We'll get you out.
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Well, maybe.
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Silly old bear. Here, give me your paw.
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(GRUNT)
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Ow. It's no use. I'm stuck!
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Well, if we can't pull you out, Pooh,

perhaps we can push you back.
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Oh, no! Not that! Oh, my gracious!
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Oh, dear!
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Having got this far,

it seems a pity to waste it.
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Pooh bear,
there's only one thing we can do.
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Wait for you to get thin again.
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Oh, bother. How long will that take?
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Days. Weeks. Months. Who knows?
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Oh, dear.
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If I have to face
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that thing for months,
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I might as well make the best of it.
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(HUMMING)
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Oh, no! There it is again!
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Well, l'll just turn it to the wall.
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Oh, dear!
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Hmm.
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Yes, a frame.
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Ah-ha!
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No. No, no, no. No.
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Very nice.
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And a splash of color.
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Oh...
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It just doesn't have

that rustic, informal look.
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-(SCRUNCH)
-Ooph!
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-There.
-(SCRUNCH)
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A hunting trophy.
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Ah-ha. I know just the thing.
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Something tickles.
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(CHUCKLES)
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Oh, Pooh! You messed up my moose!
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Pooh?
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Roo has a little surprise for you.
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-Flowers.

-Honeysuckle.
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(CHUCKLES) No, Pooh,
you don't eat them.
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You smell them.
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Oh.
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(SNIFFING)
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That's not bad. Not bad at all.

It's rather good, I think.
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Ah... (SNIFFING)
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Oh, no!
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Ah... Ah...
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-(POOH SNEEZES)

-Oh, no! Help!
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Why did I ever invite that bear to lunch?
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Why, oh, why, oh, why?

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NARRATOR: While Pooh's bottom

was stuck at the top of page 28,

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his top was stuck

at the bottom of page 30.

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So both ends waited to get thin again.

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Day after day.

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Night after lonely night.

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(SIGH)
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I wonder what's for breakfast?
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(SNORES)
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Breakfast.
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(POOH SNORING)
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Lunch.
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Huh?

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-POOH: A lunch box!

-(WHISTLING) It certainly is!

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I'm working the swing shift, you know.
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Time for my midnight snack.
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Say! Ain't you that stuck-up bear?
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Hmm. I still think I could blast you
out of there.
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Um, what sort of lunch

is in that lunch box?
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Well, let's see here.
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Ah, um...
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Summer squash...
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Salmon salad, succotash,
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spiced custard,
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and honey.
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Honey?
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Honey? Oh, no!
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Could you spare a small smackerel?
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Say, you ought to do something

about that speech impediment, sonny.
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Thank you, Gopher.
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Oh, no! Not that!
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No, no, no, no, no!
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Not one drop!
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But, Rabbit, I wasn't going to eat it.
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I was just going to taste it.
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I'll taste it for you.
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That supercilious scoundrel

confiscated my honey.
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(READING)
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Umph! I'm going to skedaddle.

I'm not in the book.
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(SCREAMING)
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And I'm ding danged glad of it!

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NARRATOR: And then, one morning,

when Rabbit was beginning to think

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he might never be able
to use his front door again,
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-(SQUEAK)
-it happened.

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He budged.
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Hooray! Christopher Crabin.
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No, Chrostofer Raban.
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He bidged! He badged! He booged!
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Today is the day!
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EVERYONE: (SINGING)
Hooray for you
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Hooray for me
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Hooray, hooray
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The Pooh will soon be free
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Dum de dum

de dum de dum de dum
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Now the time has come for proving
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What the diet did for Pooh
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And since we pledged

he'd be unwedged
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That's what we're going to do
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He'll be pulled and he'll be tugged
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And eventually unplugged
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We'll have a tug-of-war
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To open Rabbit's door
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Think heave-age
Think ho-age
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And out the Pooh will go-age
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For mind over matter
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Has made the Pooh un-fatter
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(GOPHER SCREAMING)
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Heave, ho
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Heave, ho
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Heave, heave, heave, heave
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Heave...
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(POPS)
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There he goes!

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GOPHER: Suffering sassafras.

He's sailing clean out of the book!

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GOPHER: Quick! Turn the page!
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-(THUD)
-(BUZZING)

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Stuck again.
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Don't worry, Pooh. We'll get you out.
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No hurry. Take your time.
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Yum, yum. (SLURPING)
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(SINGING) Bears love honey

and I'm a Pooh bear
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Yum, yum, yum, yum
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(SLURPING)
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Hmm.
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Yum, yum, yum, yum

Time for something sweet

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NARRATOR: We come

to the next chapter in which...

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POOH: But I haven't finished yet.
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But, Pooh, you're in the next chapter.

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Oh. What happens to me?
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Well, let's turn the page and find out.
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Now, one fine day, the east wind
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traded places with the west wind.

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That stirred things up a bit

all through the Hundred Acre Wood.

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On this blustery day,

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Pooh decided to visit

his thoughtful spot.

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Yes, and on the way

I made up a little hum.
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It hums something like this.
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Hum dum, dum di di dum
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Hum dum dum
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Oh, the wind is lashing lustily
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And the trees are thrashing thrustily
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And the leaves are rustling gustily
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So it's rather safe to say
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That it seems
that it may turn out to be
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It feels that it will undoubtedly
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It looks like a rather

blustery day today

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It seems that it may turn out to be

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Feels that it will undoubtedly

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Looks like a rather blustery day today

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Fortunately, Pooh's thoughtful spot

was in a sheltered place.

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He sat down and tried

hard to think of something.

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Think, think, think, think, think.
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Think... Think... Think.
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Say, what's wrong, sonny?
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-Got yourself a headache?

-No, I was just thinking.
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Is that so? What about?
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I... Oh, bother, you made me forget.
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If I was you, I'd think about

skedaddling out of here.
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Why?
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Because it's Winds-day.
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Winds-day?
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Oh! (CHUCKLES)
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I think I shall wish

everyone a happy Winds-day.
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I shall begin with

my very dear friend, Piglet.

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NARRATOR: Piglet lived

in the middle of the forest

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in a very grand house,

in the middle of a beech tree.

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Piglet loved it very much.

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Phew.
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Yes.
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Whoops!
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You see, it's been

in the family a long time.
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It belonged to my grandfather.
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Oh!
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That's his name up there.

Trespassers Will.
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That's short for Trespassers William.

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NARRATOR: Trespassers William?

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Yes. And Grandma. Oh!
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She called him T.W.
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That's even shorter.

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NARRATOR: Yes, yes, yes.

And on this blustery day...

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Whoo!
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-...the wind was giving you a bother.

-Now, you've been here before.
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I don't mind the leaves that are leaving.
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It's the leaves that are coming! Whoops!
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Happy Winds-day, Piglet.
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Well, it isn't very happy for me.
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Where are you going, Piglet?
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That's what I'm asking myself, where?
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Whoops!
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Pooh!
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What do you think

you will answer yourself?
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Oh, I'm unravelling!
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Whoops!
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Oh, that was a close one!
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Hang on tight, Piglet.
_________________________________

Oh, dear. Oh, dear, dear!
_________________________________

Look, Mama, look! A kite!
_________________________________

Oh, my goodness, it's Piglet!
_________________________________

Happy Winds-day, Kanga.

Happy Winds-day, Roo.
_________________________________

Can I fly Piglet next, Pooh?
_________________________________

Oh, dear. Oh, dear, dear!
_________________________________

There, that should

stand against anything.
_________________________________

Oh, help, help! Somebody, save me!
_________________________________

-Happy Winds-day, Eeyore.

-Thanks for noticing me.
_________________________________

Oh, bother!
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________

Oh, what a refreshing day
for harvesting.
_________________________________

Happy Winds-day, Rabbit.
_________________________________

Pooh bear! Stop! Oh, go back!
_________________________________
Oh, no! Oh, no!
_________________________________
Oh, no!
_________________________________

Oh, yes!
_________________________________

Next time, blow through
my rutabaga patch.
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________

Whoops!
_________________________________

Who, who, who... Who is it?
_________________________________

It's me. Please, may I come in?
_________________________________

Well, I say now.
_________________________________

Someone has pasted

Piglet on my window.
_________________________________

Well, well! Pooh, too.
_________________________________

This is a surprise.
_________________________________

Do come in and make yourselves
_________________________________

comfortable.
_________________________________

Oh!
_________________________________

Am I correct in assuming it is

a rather blustery day outside?
_________________________________

Yes, sir, Owl.
_________________________________
It's a very, very blustery day outside.
_________________________________

Oh, yes. That reminds me.
_________________________________

Happy Winds-day, Owl.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) My good fellow,
_________________________________
I wouldn't go so far
as to call it a Winds-day,
_________________________________

just a gentle spring zephyr.
_________________________________

Excuse me, Owl,
_________________________________
but is there honey in that pot?
_________________________________

Oh, yes, of course. Help yourself.
_________________________________

Now, as I was saying,
_________________________________

this is just a mild spring zephyr,

compared to the big wind of '67.
_________________________________

Or was it '76? Oh, well, no matter.
_________________________________

Oh, I remember the big blow well.
_________________________________

I'll remember this one, too.
_________________________________

It was the year my Aunt Clara

went to visit her cousin.
_________________________________

Now, her cousin was not only
_________________________________

gifted on the glockenspiel,

but being a screech owl,
_________________________________
also sang soprano in the London opera.
_________________________________

Thank you, Piglet.
_________________________________

You see, her constant practicing

so unnerved my aunt,
_________________________________
that she laid a seagull egg by mistake.
_________________________________
Whoo!
_________________________________
(WHISTLING WIND)

_________________________________

PIGLET: Oh, dear. Oh, dear, dear.

_________________________________

Well, I say now, someone has...
_________________________________

Pooh, did you do that?
_________________________________

I don't think so.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: As soon as

Christopher Robin

_________________________________

heard of the disaster,

_________________________________
he hurried to the scene

of Owl's misfortune.

_________________________________
What a pity.
_________________________________

Owl, I don't think we will

ever be able to fix it.
_________________________________

If you ask me,

when a house looks like that,
_________________________________

it's time to find another one.
_________________________________

That's a very good idea, Eeyore.
_________________________________

Might take a day or two,

but l'll find a new one.
_________________________________

Good, that will just give me time

to tell you about my Uncle Clyde,
_________________________________

a very independent barn owl,

he didn't give a hoot for tradition.
_________________________________

He became enamored of a pussycat,
_________________________________

and went to sea in
a beautiful pea green boat.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: Owl talked

from page 41 to page 62.

_________________________________

On page 62, the blustery day

turned into a blustery night.

_________________________________
To Pooh, it was a very
anxious sort of night,

_________________________________
filled with anxious sorts of noises.

_________________________________
One of the noises was a sound

that had never been heard before.

_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________
Ah, is that you, Piglet?
_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________

Well, tell me about it tomorrow...
Eeyore?
_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________

Oh, come in, Christopher Robin.
_________________________________
(BANGING ON DOOR)

_________________________________

NARRATOR: Now, Pooh, being a bear

of very little brain,

_________________________________

decided to invite the new sound in.

_________________________________
Hello, out there.
_________________________________

Oh, I hope nobody answers.
_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________

Hello, I'm Tigger!
_________________________________

Oh, ha, ha.
_________________________________
-You scared me.

-Sure I did. (LAUGHS)
_________________________________

Everyone's scared of tiggers.
_________________________________

-Who are you?

-I'm Pooh.
_________________________________

Oh, a Pooh, sure.
_________________________________

-What's a Pooh?

-You're sitting on one.
_________________________________

I am?
_________________________________
Oh, well, glad to meet ya.

Name's Tigger.
_________________________________

T, I, double "guh," err.
_________________________________

That spells "Tigger."
_________________________________

But what is a tigger?
_________________________________

Well, he asked for it.
_________________________________
Oh, hoo-hoo-hoo!
_________________________________

(SINGING)
The wonderful thing about tiggers
_________________________________

is tiggers are wonderful things
_________________________________

Their tops are made out of rubber

their bottoms are made out of springs
_________________________________

They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy

pouncy fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
_________________________________

But the most wonderful thing

about tiggers is I'm the only one
_________________________________

I'm the only one

_________________________________
(PURRING)
_________________________________
Then what's that over there?
_________________________________

Huh? Oh, hey, hey, look, look, look.
_________________________________

Oh, what a strange looking creature.
_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________

Look at those beady little eyes,
_________________________________

and that pur-posti-rus chin,
_________________________________

and those ricky-diculus

striped pajamas.
_________________________________

Looked like another tigger to me.
_________________________________

Oh, no, it's not! I'm the only tigger.
_________________________________

Watch me scare the stripes

off of this impostor.
_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________

Is he gone?
_________________________________

All except the tail.
_________________________________

He's gone.
_________________________________

You can come out now, Tigger.
_________________________________

Tigger?
_________________________________

-Hello, I'm Tigger.

-You said that.
_________________________________

Oh, well, did I say I was hungry?
_________________________________

-I don't think so.

-Well, then l'll say it.
_________________________________

I'm hungry!

_________________________________

POOH: Oh, not for honey, I hope.

_________________________________

Honey! Oh, boy, honey!
_________________________________

That's what tiggers like best.
_________________________________

I was afraid of that.
_________________________________

Mmm... Oh, say... Mmm...
_________________________________

Yuck!
_________________________________
Tiggers don't like honey!
_________________________________

But you said...
_________________________________

That icky, sticky stuff
is only fit for heffalumps and woozles.

_________________________________
You mean elephants and weasels.
_________________________________

That's what I said.

Heffalumps and woozles.
_________________________________

Well, what do heffa... Halla...

What do they do?
_________________________________

-Oh, nothing much. Just steal honey.

-Steal honey?
_________________________________

They sure do. Well, I'd better
be bouncing along now, chum.
_________________________________
Cheerio! Hoo, hoo, hoo!

_________________________________

The wonderful thing about tiggers

is tiggers are wonderful things
_________________________________

Their tops are made out of rubber

their bottoms are made out of springs
_________________________________

They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy,

pouncy fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
_________________________________

But the most wonderful thing

about tiggers is I'm the only one
_________________________________

I'm the only one

_________________________________

NARRATOR: Well, if what Tigger

said was true,

_________________________________

and there really were

heffalumps and woozles about,
_________________________________

there was only one thing to do.
_________________________________

Take drastic precautions

to protect his precious honey.

_________________________________
Oh, hello.
_________________________________

Am I glad to see you!
_________________________________

It's more friendly with two.
_________________________________

Now, you go that way,

and l'll go this way.
_________________________________

You didn't see anything, did you?
_________________________________

Neither did I.
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)

_________________________________

NARRATOR: Now, the very blustery

night turned into a very rainy night,

_________________________________

and Pooh kept his lonely vigil,
_________________________________

hour after hour after hour.

_________________________________
Until, at last,
_________________________________

Pooh fell fast asleep

and began to dream.

_________________________________

GHOSTLY VOICE:

Heffalumps and woozles.

_________________________________

Heffalumps and woozles steal honey.

_________________________________
Beware. Beware.

_________________________________
(SINGING) They're black, they're brown

they're up, they're down
_________________________________

They're in, they're out

They're all about
_________________________________

They're far, they're near

they're gone, they're here
_________________________________

They're quick and slick

they're insincere
_________________________________

Beware, beware

Be a very wary bear
_________________________________

A heffalump or woozle

is very confusil
_________________________________

A heffalump or woozle's

very sly, sly, sly
_________________________________

They come in ones and twosles
_________________________________

But if they so choosles
_________________________________

Before your eyes
you'll see them multiply
_________________________________
Ply, ply, ply
_________________________________

They're extraordinary

So better be wary
_________________________________

Because they come
in every shape and size
_________________________________
Size, size, size
_________________________________

If honey's what you covet

You'll find that they love it
_________________________________

Because they guzzle up

the thing you prize
_________________________________

They're green, they're blue

they're pink, they're white
_________________________________

They're round, they're square

they're a terrible sight
_________________________________

They tie themselves in horrible knots

They come in stripes or polka dots

_________________________________

Beware, beware

Be a very wary bear
_________________________________
(PLAYING A TUNE)
_________________________________
(LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
-(SQUEAK)
-(BOING)
_________________________________
(BOING)
_________________________________
(GIGGLING)
_________________________________
(EXPLOSION)
_________________________________

They're extraordinary

So better be wary
_________________________________

Because they come in
every shape and size
_________________________________
Size, size, size
_________________________________

If honey's what you covet

You'll find that they love it
_________________________________

Because they'll guzzle up

the things you prize
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________

They're black, they're brown

they're up, they're down
_________________________________

They're in, they're out

they're all about
_________________________________

They're far, they're near

they're gone, they're here
_________________________________

They're quick and slick

they're insincere
_________________________________

Beware, beware
Beware, beware
_________________________________

Beware

_________________________________
(THUNDER CLAPPING)
_________________________________
Is it raining in there?
_________________________________

It's raining out here, too.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: As a matter of fact,

_________________________________

it was raining

all over the Hundred Acre Wood.

_________________________________
There was a thunderstorm on page 71.

_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
And on page 73,

there was a bit of a cloudburst.

_________________________________
It rained and it rained and it rained.

_________________________________
The rain, rain, rain

came down, down, down
_________________________________

In rushing rising rivulets
_________________________________

Till the river crept out of its bed
_________________________________

And crept right into Piglet's
_________________________________

Poor Piglet he was frightened
_________________________________

With quite a rightful fright
_________________________________

And so in desperation
_________________________________

A message he did write

_________________________________
(READING)
_________________________________

He placed it in a bottle
_________________________________

And it floated out of sight
_________________________________

And the rain, rain, rain

came down, down, down
_________________________________

So Piglet started bailing
_________________________________

He was unaware atop his chair

while bailing he was sailing
_________________________________

And the rain, rain, rain

came down, down, down
_________________________________

And the flood rose up, up, upper
_________________________________

Pooh too was caught

and so he thought
_________________________________

I must rescue my supper
_________________________________

Ten honey pots he rescued

Enough to see him through
_________________________________

But as he sopped up his supper
_________________________________

The river sopped up Pooh
_________________________________

And the water twirled and tossed him
_________________________________

In a honey pot canoe
_________________________________

Rain, rain, rain

came down, down, down
_________________________________

When the rain, rain, rain

came down, down, down

_________________________________

NARRATOR: So the Hundred

Acre Wood got floodier and floodier.

_________________________________

But the water couldn't come up

to Christopher Robin's house...
_________________________________

so that's where

everyone was gathering.
_________________________________

It was a time of great excitement.

_________________________________
But in the midst of all the excitement,

_________________________________
Eeyore stubbornly stuck to his task

of house-hunting for Owl.

_________________________________

EEYORE: There's one.

_________________________________

Cozy cottage. Nice location.
_________________________________

A bit damp for Owl, though.
_________________________________

Meanwhile, little Roo made

an important discovery.

_________________________________
Look! I've rescued a bottle.
_________________________________

And it's got something in it, too.
_________________________________

It's a message, and it says...
_________________________________

(READING)
_________________________________

Owl, you fly over to Piglet's house,
_________________________________

and tell him we'll make a rescue.
_________________________________

A rescue? Yes, yes.

Of course, of course.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: So Owl flew out

over the flood

_________________________________

and he soon spotted two
tiny objects below him.

_________________________________
One was little Piglet

caught in the whirlpool,

_________________________________
and the other was Pooh,
_________________________________
trying to get the last bit
of honey from the pot.
_________________________________

Yum, yum.
_________________________________

Oh, Owl, I don't mean to complain,

but I'm afraid. I'm scared.
_________________________________

Now, now, Piglet, chin up

and all that sort of thing.
_________________________________

A rescue is being thought of.
_________________________________

Be brave, little Piglet.
_________________________________

It's awfully hard to be brave

when you're such a small animal.
_________________________________

To divert your small mind from
your unfortunate predicament,
_________________________________

I shall tell you an amusing anecdote.
_________________________________

It concerns a cousin of mine,
_________________________________

who became so frightened

during a flood that he...
_________________________________

I beg your pardon, Owl, but I think
_________________________________

we're coming to a flutterfall,

a flatterfall, a very big waterfall.
_________________________________

Please, no interruptions.
_________________________________

Ah, there you are, Pooh bear.
_________________________________

Now, to continue my story...
_________________________________

Look, there's Pooh. Over here, Pooh!
_________________________________

Oh, hello, Christopher Robin.
_________________________________

Pooh, thank goodness you're safe.

_________________________________

-Have you seen Piglet?

-PIGLET: Excuse me, I have...

_________________________________

What I mean is, here I am!
_________________________________

-Pooh, you rescued Piglet.

-I did?
_________________________________

Yes, and it was a very brave thing to do.
_________________________________

It was?
_________________________________

-You are our hero.

-I am?
_________________________________

As soon as the flood is over,

I shall give you a hero party.
_________________________________
(CHEERING)
_________________________________

Attention, everybody.
_________________________________

Now, this party is a hero party,
_________________________________

because of what someone did.

And that someone is...
_________________________________
(EEYORE CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________

-I found it.

-Found what, Eeyore?
_________________________________

House for Owl.
_________________________________

I say, Eeyore, good show!
_________________________________

Oh, isn't that wonderful.

Where is it, Eeyore?
_________________________________

If you want to follow me,

l'll show it to ya.

_________________________________

NARRATOR:

Everyone followed Eeyore.

_________________________________

Then, to the surprise of all,

Eeyore stopped right in front of...

_________________________________
Piglet's house?
_________________________________

Why are you stopping here, Eeyore?
_________________________________

This is it, Owl's new house.
_________________________________

Oh, dear, mercy me!
_________________________________

Oh, dear, mercy me, too!
_________________________________

Name's on it and everything.
_________________________________

W-O-L. That spells "Owl."
_________________________________

Bless my soul, so it does.
_________________________________

Well, what do you think of it?
_________________________________

It is a nice house, Eeyore, but...
_________________________________

It is a lovely house, Eeyore, but...
_________________________________

It's the best house in the whole world.
_________________________________

Tell them it's your house, Piglet.
_________________________________

No, Pooh.
_________________________________

This house belongs (SNIFFLES)

to our very good friend,
_________________________________
(GULPS)
_________________________________

Owl.
_________________________________

But, Piglet, where will you live?
_________________________________

Well, I guess I shall live... (SNIFFLES)
_________________________________

I suppose I shall live...
_________________________________

With me! You shall live with me.
_________________________________

-Won't you, Piglet?

-With you? (SNIFFLES)
_________________________________

Oh, thank you, Pooh bear.
_________________________________

Of course I will.
_________________________________

Piglet, that was
a very grand thing to do.
_________________________________

A heroic thing to do.
_________________________________

Christopher Robin,

can you make a one-hero party
_________________________________

into a two-hero party?
_________________________________

Of course we can, silly old bear.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: And so, Pooh was

a hero for saving Piglet,

_________________________________

and Piglet was a hero for giving Owl

his grand home in the beech tree.

_________________________________
(SINGING) We never will forget

our hero of the wet

_________________________________
Our quick thinking

unsinking Pooh bear

_________________________________
And Piglet, who indeed

helped out a friend in need

_________________________________
For truly they're
the heroes of the day

_________________________________
So we say hip-hip-hooray

for the Piglet and the Pooh

_________________________________
Piglet and Pooh we salute you

_________________________________
What's all that stomping
and singing and silly shenanigans?
_________________________________
(GOPHER SCREAMING)
_________________________________

Hip-hip hoo-ray

Hip-hip hoo-ray

_________________________________
Hip-hip hoo-ray for Winnie the Pooh

_________________________________
And Piglet, too!
_________________________________

I sure like bouncing.

Wasn't that fun, Piglet?
_________________________________

Yes, Pooh, but the best part

is when it stops.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: In the next chapter,

there's a great deal of bouncing.

_________________________________

There is? Oh.
_________________________________

I think that I just remembered

something that I forgot to do yesterday
_________________________________

and shan't be able to do tomorrow.
_________________________________

So I suppose I really ought to
go back and do it now.
_________________________________

-Goodbye, Pooh.

-Goodbye, Piglet.
_________________________________

Now, is the next chapter all about me?
_________________________________

No, no. It's mostly about Tigger.

_________________________________
Oh, bother!
_________________________________

-But you're in it.

-Oh, good!
_________________________________

What will I be doing?
_________________________________

Well, Pooh, you'll be sitting

in your thoughtful spot,

_________________________________
thinking, as usual.
_________________________________

Think, think. Think, think, think.

Think. Think.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: While he was thinking,

all of a sudden...

_________________________________

-Ooph!
-Hello, Pooh! (PURRING)
_________________________________

I'm Tigger!
_________________________________

T, I, double "guh," err.
_________________________________

-That spells "Tigger."

-(CHUCKLES) I know.
_________________________________

-You've bounced me before.

-I did?
_________________________________

Oh, yeah! (CHUCKLES)
I re-cog-go-nize you.
_________________________________
You're the one stuffed with fluff.
_________________________________

Yeah. And you're sitting on it.
_________________________________

Yeah! And it's comfy, too.
_________________________________

Hoo, hoo, hoo! Well, I gotta go now.
_________________________________

I got a lot of bouncing to do.
_________________________________

T-T-F-N. Ta-ta for now.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: There goes Tigger,

_________________________________

bouncing in on his friends

when they least expect him.

_________________________________
-Ooph.
-(GROWLS)
_________________________________
Oh, hello, Piglet! I'm Tigger.
_________________________________

Oh, Tigger. You scared me.
_________________________________

Oh, shucks. Ha-ha-ha.
_________________________________

That was just one of my little bounces.
_________________________________

It was? Oh, thank you, Tigger.
_________________________________

Yeah. I'm saving my best bounce

for old long-ears!
_________________________________

(LAUGHS) Ta-ta.
_________________________________

Hum, de-dum-dum

Hum, de-dum-dum
_________________________________

Hum, de-dum-dum

dum-de-dum-dum

_________________________________
There! That should do it.
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________

Oh, no! Stop!
_________________________________

Hello, Rabbit. I'm Tigger.
_________________________________

T, I, double "guh"...
_________________________________

Please! Don't spell it.
_________________________________

Oh, dear. Oh, dear.
_________________________________
Just... Just look at my beautiful garden.
_________________________________

Yuck! Messy, isn't it?
_________________________________

Messy? Messy?

It's ruined! It's ruined, Tigger.
_________________________________

Oh, why don't you ever stop bouncing?
_________________________________

Why? That's what tiggers do best.

_________________________________

The wonderful thing about tiggers

is tiggers are wonderful things
_________________________________

Their tops are made out of rubber

their bottoms are made out of springs
_________________________________

They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy

pouncy fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
_________________________________

But the most wonderful thing

about tiggers is I'm the only one
_________________________________

I'm the only one

_________________________________
(BANGING)
_________________________________

RABBIT: Order, please.

_________________________________

Now, I say,
Tigger's getting so bouncy nowadays,
_________________________________
that it's time we taught him a lesson.
_________________________________

No matter how much we like him,
_________________________________

you can't deny

he just bounces too much.
_________________________________

Uh... Excuse me, Rabbit.
_________________________________

Perhaps if we could think of a way
of un-bouncing Tigger,
_________________________________

it would be a very good idea, huh?
_________________________________

Exactly! Just what I feel.

What do you feel, Pooh?
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________

-Pooh?

-Ah...
_________________________________

Haven't you been listening to Rabbit?
_________________________________

I listened, but then
_________________________________
I had a small piece of fluff in my ear.
_________________________________

Could you say it again, please, Rabbit?
_________________________________

Well, where should I start from?
_________________________________

From the moment the fluff got in my ear.
_________________________________

Well, when was that?
_________________________________

I don't know. I couldn't hear properly.
_________________________________

Pooh, we were trying to think of a way
to get the bounce out of Tigger.
_________________________________

Oh, I've got a splendid idea. Now, listen.
_________________________________

We'll take Tigger

for a long explore, see?
_________________________________

Someplace where he's never been,

(CHUCKLES) and we lose him there.
_________________________________

Lose him?
_________________________________

Oh, we'll find him again, next morning.
_________________________________

Mark my words,

he'll be a humble Tigger.
_________________________________

A small and sad Tigger.
_________________________________

An, "Oh, Rabbit,

am I glad to see you" Tigger.
_________________________________

It will take the bounces out of him.
_________________________________

Now, all in favor say "aye."
_________________________________

Aye. Pooh?
_________________________________

Pooh!
_________________________________

-Here.

-(CHUCKLES) Good.
_________________________________

Motion carried.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: It was agreed they'd

start the next morning,

_________________________________

which, incidentally,

turned out cold and misty.

_________________________________
(BOING)
_________________________________
Pooh, as usual, had a little

something along to sustain himself.

_________________________________
(SLURPING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLE) And now,
_________________________________
as Tigger kept bouncing

farther and farther into the mist,

_________________________________
Rabbit thought it was

a good time to lose Tigger.

_________________________________
Now's our chance. Quick!
_________________________________
In here. Hide.

_________________________________

PIGLET: Tigger's lost now,

isn't he, Rabbit?

_________________________________

RABBIT: (CHUCKLES)

He's lost, all right, Piglet.

_________________________________

PIGLET: (CHUCKLES)

Oh, goody. This is lots of fun, Pooh.

_________________________________

(LAUGHS) My splendid idea worked.
_________________________________

Now, home we go.
_________________________________

Good! Yum, yum. It's time for lunch.

_________________________________

-TIGGER: Hello!

-Oh, my goodness. Hide!

_________________________________

Hello!
_________________________________
(BOING)
_________________________________

That's funny. They must be lost.
_________________________________

(ECHOING) Hello! Hello, hello, hello.
_________________________________

Hey, you blokes, where are ya?
_________________________________

-He...

-Shush.
_________________________________

I am shushed.
_________________________________

Hey, where in the heck are you guys?
_________________________________
(CREAK)
_________________________________
(SPITS)
_________________________________

Hello!
_________________________________

Rabbit? Piglet? Where are you?
_________________________________

Hello!
_________________________________

Hooray! Hooray, we've done it.
_________________________________

Come on, hurry. Let's head for home.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: Rabbit was certain

everything was going according to plan,

_________________________________

and so it seemed to be.

_________________________________
But sometime later,

on the bottom of page 123...

_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________
It's a funny thing how everything

looks the same in the mist.
_________________________________

He's right, Piglet.
_________________________________

-It's the very same sand pit.

-I think so, too, Pooh.
_________________________________

It's lucky I know the forest so well, or...
_________________________________

Or we might get lost.

Well, come on. Follow me.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: Now, Pooh was getting

tired of seeing the same sand pit,

_________________________________

and he suspected it

of following them about.
_________________________________

Because, whichever

direction they started in,

_________________________________
they always seemed to end up at it.
_________________________________
(SNIFFING)
_________________________________

-Uh... Rabbit?

-Yes?
_________________________________

Say, Rabbit, how would it be
_________________________________

if as soon as we're

out of sight of this old pit,
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-we just try to find it again?

-What's the good of that?
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You see, we keep looking for home,

but we keep finding this pit.
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I thought that if we looked

for this pit we might find home.
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I don't see much sense in that.
_________________________________

If I walked away from this pit,

and then walked back to it,
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of course I should find it.

I'll prove it. Wait here.

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NARRATOR: So Pooh and Piglet

waited in the mist for Rabbit.

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And they waited,

and waited, and waited.

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And all the while,
Pooh's thoughts kept returning

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to his honey pots at home.

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(TUMMY RUMBLES)
_________________________________
What was that, Pooh?
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) My tummy rumble.
_________________________________

Now then, come on. Let's go home.
_________________________________

But, Pooh, do you know the way?
_________________________________

No, Piglet, but there are 12 pots

of honey in my cupboard,
_________________________________

and they have been

calling to my tummy.
_________________________________

They have?
_________________________________

Yes, Piglet. I couldn't hear them before,

because Rabbit would talk.
_________________________________

I think I know where they're calling from.
_________________________________

Come on. We'll just follow my tummy.

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NARRATOR: They walked off together

and, for a long time, Piglet said nothing

_________________________________
so as not to interrupt

Pooh's honey pots.
_________________________________

Sure enough, as the mist got thinner,

_________________________________
and just when Piglet

began to know where he was...

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Hey, hello there, you two blokes.
_________________________________

Where have you been? Hoo, hoo, hoo!
_________________________________

We've been trying to find
our way back home.
_________________________________

Pooh, I don't think

Rabbit's splendid idea worked.
_________________________________

Say, where is old long-ears, anyway?
_________________________________

He must still be missing in the mist.
_________________________________

Well, leave it to me.

I'll bounce him out of there!
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T-T-F-N. Ta-ta for now.
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(BOING)

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NARRATOR: Meanwhile, Rabbit was

still wandering around in the mist.

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By now, he was lost and bewildered.
_________________________________

And to make matters worse,
_________________________________

his mind was beginning

to play tricks on him.
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(THUD)
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What's that?
_________________________________
(GULPS)
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(SQUEAK)
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Pooh? Piglet?
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(THUD)
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(SQUEAK)
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-(CROAKING)
-(SCREAMS)
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(CRUNCH)
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(MUNCHING)
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(GULPS)
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(GASP)
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-(CROAKING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
-(MUNCHING)
-(PANTING)
_________________________________
-(CROAKING)
-(CRUNCH)
_________________________________
(CROAKING LOUDLY)
_________________________________

-Help!

-Hello, Rabbit!
_________________________________

Tigger! But you're supposed to be lost.
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________

Tiggers never get lost, bunny boy.
_________________________________

Never get lost.
_________________________________

-Of course not.

-Oh, no.
_________________________________

Come on, Rabbit.

Let's go home. Hang on! Hoo, hoo, hoo!
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(RABBIT YELLS)

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NARRATOR: They started back.

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Rabbit was now a humiliated Rabbit,
_________________________________

a lost-and-found Rabbit,
_________________________________

an "Oh, why, oh, why,
do these things happen to me" Rabbit.
_________________________________

Now we come to the next chapter,
_________________________________

in which the first snowfall had

covered the Hundred Acre Wood.

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And in which Tigger learns
that even bouncing can be overdone.
_________________________________

On this day,
_________________________________
Roo was waiting for Tigger
to take him out to play.

_________________________________
Mama, when is Tigger gonna get here?
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Be patient, dear.
He'll be here.
_________________________________

Well, (CHUCKLES) here I am!
_________________________________

Did I surprise you, Roo?
_________________________________

You sure did! I like surprises.
_________________________________

-Hello, Mrs. Kanga, ma'am.

-Why, hello, Tigger, dear.
_________________________________

(LAUGHS) She called me "dear."
_________________________________

Roo, are you ready for some bouncing?
_________________________________

Yeah! You and me are good bouncers.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Just a moment, dear.
_________________________________

Hold still.
Goodness, you're bouncy today.
_________________________________

That's what roos do the best-est.
_________________________________

-(CHUCKLES) Now keep your scarf on.

-Not so tight, Mama.
_________________________________

-Is your sweater warm enough?

-Yes, Mother.
_________________________________

Well, come on, Roo. Let's go!
_________________________________

Tigger, have Roo home

in time for his nap.
_________________________________

And be careful!
_________________________________

Don't worry, Mrs. Kanga.

I'll take care of the little nipper.
_________________________________
Hoo, hoo, hoo!
_________________________________
Hoo, hoo, hoo!
_________________________________

(SCATTING)
_________________________________

Ah! What a perfect day!
_________________________________

Peace and quiet,

and thank goodness, no Tigger.
_________________________________

Say, look, look, look.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) If it isn't old long-ears.
_________________________________

Can tiggers ice skate

as fancy as Mr. Rabbit?
_________________________________

Can tiggers ice skate? (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________

That's what tiggers do the best.
_________________________________

Hoo, hoo, hoo! Whee!
_________________________________

Say, this is a cinch.
_________________________________

Whee! (GASPS)
_________________________________

Oh, no. Not him!
_________________________________

Uh-oh, I can't... Watch out!
_________________________________

-It can't be!

-Out of the way!
_________________________________

Look out! I can't... Whoa!
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________

Oh, why does it always have to be me?
_________________________________

Why, oh, why, oh, why?
_________________________________

Tigger, Tigger, are you all right?
_________________________________

(SPITS) Yuck!
_________________________________

Tiggers don't like ice skating.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: (CHUCKLES)

So Tigger and Roo

_________________________________

went farther

into the Hundred Acre Wood

_________________________________
looking for something

that tiggers do best.

_________________________________
I bet you can climb trees, huh, Tigger?
_________________________________

Climb trees?

That's what tiggers do best!
_________________________________

Only tiggers don't climb trees.

They bounce them!
_________________________________

Come on, let's go.
_________________________________

I almost bounced clear out of the book.
_________________________________

Some bouncing, huh?
_________________________________
(GASPS)

_________________________________

TIGGER: Say, how did this tree

get so high?

_________________________________

Hey. Hey! Hey!
_________________________________

What's happening now?
_________________________________

Don't swing on a string,

it's much too frail,
_________________________________

the best kind of swing is a tigger's tail.
_________________________________
Whee!
_________________________________

Stop that, kid. Please.

_________________________________

TIGGER: S-T-O-P. Stop!

_________________________________

You're rocking the forest.
_________________________________

What's the matter, Tigger?
_________________________________

Whew! Oh, thank goodness.
_________________________________

I was just getting see-sick from
(GULPS) seeing too much.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: We'll have to leave Tigger

up in the treetop for a little while.

_________________________________

Because, at the bottom

of the next page,
_________________________________

Pooh is having a problem of his own.

_________________________________
-What are you doing, Pooh?

-Shh!
_________________________________

-Tracking something.

-Tracking what?
_________________________________

That's what I asked myself, Piglet.
What?
_________________________________

And what do you think

you'll answer yourself?
_________________________________

I shall have to wait

until I catch up with it.
_________________________________

Pooh, for a bear of very little brain,

you sure are a smart one!
_________________________________

Thank you, Piglet.
_________________________________

Ah-ha!
_________________________________

Oh!
_________________________________

Now what?
_________________________________

A very mysterious thing, Piglet.
_________________________________

A whole new set of tracks. See?

_________________________________

NARRATOR: And so it seemed to be.

_________________________________

There were the tracks

joining each other, here,

_________________________________
getting mixed up

with each other, there.

_________________________________
But to Pooh, quite plainly,

four sets of paw marks.

_________________________________
Piglet, whatever it was

that made these tracks,
_________________________________

has now been joined

by a whatever-it-is.
_________________________________

Yes.
_________________________________
And all of them are
proceeding in company.
_________________________________

Piglet, I wasn't exactly

expecting company.
_________________________________

Neither was I, Pooh.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: So they went on,

feeling a little anxious now,

_________________________________

in case the animals in front
of them were of hostile intent.

_________________________________

TIGGER: Hello!
_________________________________
(GASPS)

_________________________________

Look, look, Piglet, there's
something in that tree over there.
_________________________________

-Is it one of the fiercer animals?

-Hello!
_________________________________

Yes. It's a jagular.
_________________________________

What do jagulars do, Pooh?
_________________________________

Well, jagulars always call, "Hello!"
_________________________________

And when you look up,

they drop on you.
_________________________________

I'm looking down, Pooh.
_________________________________

Hello!
_________________________________

Hey, Tigger, it's Pooh and Piglet.
_________________________________

Pooh! Piglet!
_________________________________

Why, it's only Tigger and Roo.
_________________________________

Come on.
_________________________________

Hello, Roo.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) What are you

and Tigger doing up there?
_________________________________

I'm all right, (CHUCKLES)

but Tigger's stuck.
_________________________________

Help, somebody, please.

Get Christopher Robin.
_________________________________

It wasn't too long before word got back
_________________________________
to Christopher Robin and the others
that Tigger was in trouble.

_________________________________
Hello, Pooh. Hello, Piglet. What's up?
_________________________________

-Tigger and Roo are up.

-Oh, my goodness.
_________________________________

Roo, how did you get way up there?
_________________________________

Easy, Mama. We bounced up.
_________________________________

Oh, gracious. Do be careful, dear.
_________________________________

I'm all right, Mama, but Tigger's stuck.
_________________________________

Oh, what a shame. That's too bad.
_________________________________

No, that's good.
_________________________________
You see, he can't
bounce anybody up there.
_________________________________

Oh, dear! We'll just have

to get him down, somehow.
_________________________________

Down? Down? Do we have to?
_________________________________

Come on, everyone.

Let's hold the corner of my coat.
_________________________________

You're first, Roo. Jump!
_________________________________

Try not to fall too fast, dear.
_________________________________

Whee!
_________________________________

Oh, thank goodness.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Gee, that was fun!
_________________________________

Come on, Tigger. It doesn't hurt. Jump!
_________________________________

You're next, Tigger.
_________________________________
-Jump!

-(GASPS) Jump?
_________________________________

Tiggers don't jump. They bounce.
_________________________________

Then bounce down.
_________________________________

Don't be ri-dic-cour-ous.

Tiggers only bounce up!
_________________________________

You can climb down, Tigger.
_________________________________

But tiggers can't climb down,

because their tails get in the way.
_________________________________

Hooray! That settles it.
_________________________________

If he won't jump

and he can't climb down,
_________________________________

then we'll just have to

leave him up there forever!
_________________________________

Forever? (SOBBING)
_________________________________

If I ever get out of this,

I promise never to bounce again. Never!
_________________________________

I heard that, Tigger.
_________________________________
He promised!

Did you hear him promise?
_________________________________

I heard him. I heard him!

You heard him, didn't you?

_________________________________

NARRATOR: (CHUCKLES)

Well, Tigger, your bouncing

_________________________________

really got you into trouble this time.

_________________________________
Say, who are you?
_________________________________

I'm the narrator.

_________________________________
Please, for goodness sakes,

narrate me down from here.
_________________________________

Very well. Hold on tight.

_________________________________
Ooh, ooh. Whoo!
_________________________________

CHRISTOPHER: You can let go, Tigger.

_________________________________

(SOBBING) Never.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: But, Tigger,

look for yourself.

_________________________________

You're perfectly safe.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES)
What did I tell you, Tigger?

_________________________________
Come on. Back we go.

_________________________________
(YELLS)
_________________________________
Oh! Good old terra firma. (KISSES)
_________________________________

Say, I'm so happy, I feel like bouncing.
_________________________________

Uh-uh-uh! You promised. You promised.
_________________________________

Oh, I did, didn't I?
_________________________________

You mean, I can't ever bounce again?
_________________________________

Never!
_________________________________

Never?
_________________________________

Not even just one teensy,
weensy bounce?
_________________________________

Not even a smidgen of a bounce.
_________________________________

Oh, the poor dear. Oh, that's too bad.
_________________________________

Christopher Robin,

I like the old, bouncy Tigger best.
_________________________________

So do I, Roo.
_________________________________

-I do, too.

-Me, too!
_________________________________

Of course, we all do.

Don't you agree, Rabbit?
_________________________________

-I... I...

-Well, Rabbit?
_________________________________

Well, I... I...
_________________________________

That is, uh... Uh, what I mean...
_________________________________

Well?
_________________________________
I...
_________________________________

(SIGHS) Oh, all right.
_________________________________

I guess I like the old Tigger better, too.
_________________________________

Oh, boy! You mean, I can have
my bounce back? Hoo, hoo, hoo!
_________________________________

Come on, Rabbit.

Let's you and me bounce.
_________________________________

Good heavens! Me bounce?
_________________________________

Why, certainly!

Look, you've got the feet for it.
_________________________________

-I have?

-Sure. Come on, try it.
_________________________________

It makes you feel just great!
_________________________________

Well, say, it does, doesn't it?
_________________________________

Come on, everybody. Bounce!

_________________________________

TIGGER: Come on, bounce.
_________________________________
Hoo, hoo, hoo!

_________________________________
(SINGING) The wonderful thing
about tiggers
_________________________________

is tiggers are wonderful things
_________________________________

Their tops are made out of the rubber

their bottoms are made out of springs
_________________________________

They're bouncy trouncy flouncy

pouncy fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
_________________________________

But the most wonderful thing

about tiggers is I'm the only one
_________________________________

I'm the only one

_________________________________
(PURRING)
_________________________________

NARRATOR: And so,

we come to the last chapter

_________________________________

in which Christopher Robin and Pooh

come to the enchanted place.

_________________________________
And we say good-bye.

_________________________________
Goodbye? Oh, no, please, can't we go
back to page one and do it over again?
_________________________________

Sorry, Pooh, but all stories

have an ending, you know.

_________________________________
Oh, bother.
_________________________________

Yes, the time had come at last.

_________________________________
Christopher Robin

was going away to school.

_________________________________
Nobody else in the forest knew

exactly why or where he was going.

_________________________________
All they knew was it had something

to do with "Twice times,"
_________________________________

and how to make
things called "ABC's,"
_________________________________

and where a place called Brazil is.
_________________________________

-Pooh?

-Huh?
_________________________________

What do you like doing

best in the world?
_________________________________

What I like best is me going to visit you,
_________________________________

and you saying,

"How about a smackerel of honey?"
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________

I like that, too.
_________________________________

But what I like best

is just doing nothing.
_________________________________

How do you do just nothing?
_________________________________

Well, it's when grownups ask,

"What are you going to do?"
_________________________________

And you say, "Nothing."

Then you go out and do it.
_________________________________

I like that. Let's do it all the time.
_________________________________

You know something, Pooh,
_________________________________

I'm not going to do

just nothing anymore.
_________________________________

You mean, never again?
_________________________________

Well, not so much.
_________________________________

Pooh, when I'm away

just doing nothing,
_________________________________

will you come up here sometimes?
_________________________________

You mean, alone?
_________________________________

-Just me?

-Yes.
_________________________________

And, Pooh, promise

you won't forget me, ever?
_________________________________

Oh, I won't, Christopher, I promise.
_________________________________

Not even when I'm 100?
_________________________________

-How old shall I be then?

-Ninety-nine. (GIGGLES)
_________________________________

Silly old bear.

_________________________________

NARRATOR: Wherever they go,

_________________________________

and whatever happens

to them on the way,
_________________________________

in that enchanted place

on top of the forest,

_________________________________
a little bear will always be waiting.

_________________________________