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[INTRO MUSIC]

Hey!

Under the willows and down

by the river,

Come join our friends, Every one, having fun,

every day...

Hey!

[CAR HORN]

- Action!

Hey!

Drifting in rowing boats down on the river,

Feel the whispering wind, Every one, having fun,

every day...

[WIND BLOWS]

- I can't thank you enough

for helping, Moley.

That's a sailing wind

and no mistake.

- I'm rather new to this "Regatta" business.

What is it exactly?

Some kind of party?

- Oh, that's not the half of it, Moley.

It's a boat race.

A race on the river!

- I'm not one for boats myself, but

I'm happy to give anything a go.

- That's the spirit!

[MOLE WAVERS]

Steady on, old chap.

I love how eager you are.

But this is my boat.

That's yours over there.

- Mine? Oh.

I mean, thank you, but I thought we might be racing together.

- And deny you a chance to lift the trophy all by yourself?

Never!

She's all yours.

I won the race in her three years ago.

- Woah, yikes!

- I knew it. You're a natural.

You'll need oars, of course.

- Hurry up, you lot!

Woah.

[CRASH]

Oops.

Sorry.

Right.

The Regatta starts any minute.

- Hmm.

- You'll get the hang of it.

Now, I'd best get the trophy to Badger

so somebody can have the thrill of lifting it again.

See you there.

- Can I help you get to the start line?

-Yes, please, Hedge.

But, let's walk for now.

It's a lovely day for a stroll, on dry land.

- You're very brave taking part in the Regatta.

I wouldn't do it.

Water and prickles don't mix.

I suppose not.

But Ratty does make it sound rather fun.

[MOLE GASPS]

Ooh, is that Mrs. Otter's famous lime juice?

Three bottles, please, Portly.

Boating is thirsty work.

- Of course, it might have helped if you'd pulled it

through the water, instead of carrying.

- Give him a chance, Badger.

He's new to all this.

- Is it just Ratty and Mole racing this year?

- Since Ratty always wins, the competition has rather dried up.

But there is one more competitor.

- Make way for the Floating Toad!

Isn't she a beauty!

Found her at the back of the boathouse

and gave her a bit of TLC.

Toad's Legendary Cleverness.

Ha, ha.

[BADGER CHUCKLES]

- You never fail to surprise me, Toad.

Thank you, Badger.

That trophy's coming home with me

this year.

[WEASELS STRUGGLING]

[CRASH]

[TINKER MOANS]

- Watch where you are going, you fool!

- Sorry, Chief.

There's no eye holes.

Design flaw that is, Tinker.

- No, Smudge, a design flaw would be drilling holes in

something we're about to use as a boat!

This little beauty is going to blow everyone out of the water.

And it won't just be the Regatta we're winning.

I've got a plan, Chief.

[TINKER SNICKERS]

[BADGER CHUCKLES]

- The rules are simple.

Whoever crosses the finish line first is the winner.

[MOLE PANTING]

Is everybody ready?

- Wait!

Stop!

Late entry!

[TINKER EXHALES]

[BOAT THUMPS]

- That's all right, innit Badge?

- Of course, Chief Weasel.

The Regatta is open to all river and woodland folk.

As long as they play fair.

- Weasels don't know no other way.

Besides, there's no need to cheat

when you got a boat like this.

- Air power puffers!

- Oh, that is priceless!

Three windy weasels in a bathtub boat.

[TOAD LAUGHS]

I mean, fair play for trying.

But seriously, you don't stand

a chance against the Floating Toad!

- You're probably right, Toad.

So why don't we make things interesting with a little wager?

If you beat us, we'll give you our air power puffers.

That'll make your boat even faster.

But if we beat you, how about you give us

one night in Toad Hall?

Just one night.

A sleepover.

A little taste of luxury.

[TOAD CONSIDERS]

- Toad...

- Well, done!

[CHIEF AND SMUDGE LAUGH]

- Let's have a little warm up.

[OARS SPLASHING]

- Good luck.

All of you.

Oh, I must go and wish the weasels good luck too.

- A four boat race.

How marvellous!

This will be the best race in years.

- All of this for one measly night in Toad Hall?

Hardly seems worth it.

- Nobody said anything about leaving

Toad Hall in the morning, Chief.

Once we're in,

we stay for as long as we want.

[CHIEF SNICKERS]

[HEDGE GASPS]

[HEDGE PANTING]

- Badger,

wait!

- Not now, Hedge.

Is everybody ready?

- But Badger!

Then go!

- And they're off!

The 75th Annual Riverside Regatta is underway.

And this one promises to be a real claw biter!

- Come on, Ratty!

Faster!

You have to beat those weasels!

- I can't go faster without any wind.

[RATTY BLOWS]

Come on, wind. Blow.

[RATTY BLOWS]

- It's up to you, then, Mole!

- Oh, no. Ratty.

Could you grab my oar please?

- I...

got it.

Hold on, Mole.

- Oh, dear!

There seems to be all sorts of problems at the starting line.

- Thanks.

[WIND BLOWS SAIL]

- But what's this?

- Yes!

- Ratty's back in the running!

- Go, Ratty! Go!

[KINGFISHER CHORTLES]

- Looks like Ratty's catching up with the weasels!

- Look out.

[WEASELS LAUGH]

Aaah, no!

Oh, no, no.

[WEASELS LAUGH]

- Oh, no, you don't.

- Yeah.

River hogs!

Wind bags!

[GUSH OF AIR]

[TOAD WHIMPERS]

[WEASELS CACKLE]

[BOAT CRASHES]

[TOAD GROANS]

Help!

[HEDGE GULPS]

- Oh, no.

I don't do water. Sorry.

- It seems nothing can stop the weasels now.

[CHIEF SNICKERS]

- We're home and dry.

- And it's Toad's home we're gonna dry out in!

[TINKER CACKLES]

- Ratty, we can't let the weasels win.

If they do, they're planning to move into Toad Hall

permanently!

- What? The rotters!

I'm afraid I'm going nowhere.

Not with this.

- Right, um,

I'll ask Mole.

Wait there!

[RATTY CHUCKLES]

- I don't have a great deal of choice in the matter.

- Stroke. Stroke.

I'm getting the hang of it, Hedge.

- Faster, Mole!

Ratty needs your help and Toad needs mine.

- You heard her, Mole.

Ratty needs help.

Stroke, stroke, stroke.

- It seems the weasels have decided

to let the river do all the hard work.

[KINGFISHER GASPS]

But who's this?

Putting on a late spurt!

- I'm coming, Ratty.

- Mole, you're a sight for sore eyes.

Permission to come aboard?

- Oh, please do.

I can't do this alone.

- And you should never have had to.

I'm sorry, Mole.

- Ha, ha.

Go on, chaps!

Show those weasels that nobody beats the amazing Mr. Toad

and friends.

- You're lucky we are friends.

[HEDGE GROANS]

- To the pumps! Now!

- Take the oars, Moley.

I just remembered that delicious lime juice you got for me.

- This isn't the time for lime juice!

- Oh, there's always time for lime juice, Mole.

Try it. It's a corker.

[RATTY LAUGHS]

[CHIEF WAILS]

- What's going on?

[CHIEF WAILS]

Abandon ship!

[CHIEF WAILS]

[HEDGE GROANS]

- Ha, ha.

Thanks, Hedge!

- Oh.

- Aah, now I've seen it all.

[KINGFISHER LAUGHS]

Toad's come from nowhere

to be first across the line.

Followed closely by Mole and Ratty.

- Yeah!

- Cheers!

[HEDGE: Woohoo!]

- Bad luck old chaps.

Same time next year?

[CHIEF SNEEZES]

- Forget about it.

- The only thing left to do is award the Regatta trophy.

- Thank you. Oh, thank you.

I totally deserve this honour.

I'll start by thanking me.

- Wait, Toad.

You were the first to finish.

It's true.

But you had help, didn't you?

If it wasn't for Hedge, you'd still be stuck in that tree.

So I think that makes her part of the winning team.

Yes?

[HEDGE GASPS]

- But...

But she didn't even have a boat.

- Doesn't matter Toad, old chap.

Badger's right.

It's teamwork that won the race.

Just like Moley here helped me out.

It's what friends do.

- Well, I suppose if you put it like that.

There you go.

I say, Moley,

next year what say we enter together?

[MOLE AND RATTY LAUGH]

- Toad...

[MOLE: Well done!]

[EVERYONE CHEERS]

- Congratulations!

[MUSIC]

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