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(low grunting)

(gasping)

(whimpering)

- Get away from me!

What now?

(growling)

(whimpering)

- Remember, we be of one blood ye and I,

these words will protect you.

- This had better work, Baloo.

We be of one blood ye and I.

Don't they know the password?

We be of one blood ye and I.

(low growling)

(sighing)

(slow somber music)

(sighing)

Mother.

(distant howling)

I want to go home.

(rustling) (gasping)

What was that?

(rustling)

(cricket sounds)

Oh, just a rock.

(rustling)

(whimpering)

(slow serene music)

(upbeat instrumental music)

(slow serene music)

- Ah, there's Mowgli.

He's wandered far in such a short time.

I must report to Baloo and Bagheera.

Away.

- Oh, there's my breakfast.

(cheerful up-tempo music)

(giggling)

Huh?

- You're not much of a fisherman.

- No, but I'm so hungry that I had to try.

- Hungry are ya?

Dear me, that'll never do.

Tell you what, why don't I give you this one?

- Would you really?

Oh!

- Let's make it more interesting.

I'll bet you'll never catch anything with your technique,

so let's have a contest.

We'll both go fishing,

and if you don't catch anything,

I'll give ya this one.

I can guarantee you'll get a meal out of it

one way or another because I'm really good.

I've been a great fisherman all my life.

When you're as good as I am, showing off is fun.

Well, what do you say?

Are you game, or are you too scared to try?

- You bet I'm game!

I'll catch one if it's the last thing I do.

(cheerful up-tempo music)

(giggling)

(cheerful up-tempo music)

- Hey!

- I caught one!

(laughing)

- I don't believe it.

(hawk screeching)

- Nobody but Mowgli would get into

a fishing contest with an otter.

At least he's not starving.

I'm glad I have some good news to report.

And there's the matter of my reward.

A couple of rabbits and some deer meat, I think it was.

(distant hawk chirps)

(mid-tempo instrumental music)

(rapid banging)

- Wow.

- Hey!

My name is Mowgli.

Who are you?

- Everybody calls me Peck.

I'm hungry, may I have it?

- Okay, but I have a question for you.

Do you know my friend Baloo?

- Mn-mm.

- You don't?

That's funny, I thought every bear

in the jungle would know about Baloo.

You must remember him, he's famous.

- Mn-mm.

- He's my teacher, he knows everything.

(crunching loudly)

This is great.

Wait a minute, if you haven't heard of Baloo,

he must be really far away.

I wonder where he is and what he's doing right now.

I wish I knew what they were all doing.

(bird sounds)

Peck, where are you going?

Is this the way to your lair?

- Yes.

- You're pretty small to live all by yourself.

- I don't, I live with my mother and twin brother.

- Oh, do you like it?

- Oh yes.

Mother scolds me sometimes,

but most of the time we have fun.

Look, there she is now.

Ma!

I have to go home now Mowgli, bye.

- Oh.

(slow somber music)

I wish I was home.

(hawk chirping)

(licking)

- Where is Baloo?

- Out hunting for deer, where else would he be?

And I have two rabbits for you.

Now what about Mowgli?

- Before we get into that, tell me something,

is Baloo a good hunter?

- Of course Baloo is a good hunter.

He is the best there is, present company excepted.

- That's reassuring.

Don't worry about Mowgli, he's fine.

- Are you sure?

Did you see him?

What was he doing?

- Having a contest with an otter, a fishing contest,

and believe it or not, he won.

- That comes as no surprise to me.

- It surprised me, I can tell you.

You could've knocked me down with one of my own feathers.

Who taught him to fish?

- His father, with a little help from me.

But keep watching, if he's in trouble, I want to know it.

- Alright, I'll go back and keep an eye on him for you.

- Thanks a lot Chil.

(slow instrumental music)

- Now where's he gone?

He must be around here somewhere.

(slow instrumental music)

- Huh?

(birds chirping)

(screams) (dramatic instrumental music)

(slow instrumental music)

(whimpering in pain)

(birds chirping)

Somebody help me!

(whimpering in pain)

(slow instrumental music)

- I wonder where Mowgli is.

- I still think we should look for him.

- Don't be silly.

We don't know which way he went.

- Well I hate to say it, but Lala's right,

all we can do is wait.

- Chil will keep us posted.

He says Mowgli's fine.

- Good.

What was he doing when Chil saw him?

- It's amazing.

He was at the river beyond the plain

having a fishing contest with an otter,

and Mowgli won.

- Beyond the plain?

That's so far away.

- Don't worry.

Haven't I taught him all he needs to know?

- By the way, Chil doesn't care how good a teacher you are,

he wants to know if you can hunt.

- Of course I can hunt.

Why did he want to know that?

Oh I remember, I owe him some deer meat, don't I?

Funny, I forgot about that.

Well, I must be on my way.

I have work to do.

- Good hunting Baloo.

I'm grateful to Chil,

I must bring him a gift too.

- Hey, do you need any help Baloo?

- [Baloo] I do not, the nerve of that cat.

- Keep your chin up Luri.

- Thank you Bagheera.

Mowgli.

- Where is that man cub?

Mowgli!

Maybe he took cover in the trees.

I'll fly closer in.

(mid-tempo instrumental music)

(distant whimpering)

- Huh?

Oh now, poor lad.

Hang on boy, hang on.

We'll soon have you out.

Don't worry.

You're mighty lucky boy.

Now reach up so I can get a grip on you

and I'll pull you out.

Can you reach up?

- It must be a human.

How am I gonna scare him away?

- What did you say?

(barking)

What's the matter?

I don't understand.

Look, I'm only trying to help.

(barking)

Okay, okay take it easy.

I'll leave you alone if that's what you want lad.

(gasping)

Wait a minute, you hurt yourself didn't you?

Here. (barking)

Hey, take it easy lad.

Now, up ya come, okay.

(barking)

I'll have to haul you out of there and fix you up.

(screaming in pain)

Now let's have a look at you.

Oh, that's bad.

What you need is a cold compress.

(water splashes)

There, that should help.

Now, (grunts).

Do me a favor and don't wake up

until I get you home, okay?

The last thing I want

is a wounded wild cat on my hands.

You have a short fuse my lad, a very short fuse.

- No sign of him.

This does not look good.

My reputation's on the line.

Besides, I miss the silly cub.

(mid-tempo instrumental music)

- There we are.

Oh, that looks nasty.

I know what you need.

(birds chirping)

Where was it?

There it is.

(slow flute music)

(pounding rock)

He's a fine looking lad.

I wonder where he comes from.

I've never seen him around here before.

(pounding rock)

(chewing)

There, that should help.

A bit of strapping.

Now you have a good rest,

and by tomorrow you'll be hopping around like a rabbit.

That's that.

Except he's so dirty.

I could...

Yes.

Stay right there, don't move.

I'm going down to the river.

(distant bird chirps)

- No luck at all.

I've searched the whole jungle

and there's no sign of him anywhere.

(distant bird chirps)

- It's Chil, what's he doing?

Why doesn't he come back?

I kept up my part of the bargain.

His nest is full of deer meat.

- Of course you did,

but he would've done it anyway.

He'd never admit it, but Chil likes Mowgli.

- You know what I think Bagheera?

He's gone further than we thought.

I think Chil's lost him.

- Where can he be?

I suppose I'll have to search the river again.

(upbeat instrumental music)

- There we are.

(upbeat instrumental music)

- What's that?

Smoke.

Oh, it's just a human.

No need to waste my time on him.

I have to find young Mowgli.

- I'd better check on the boy.

Still sound asleep.

Maybe it'd be safe to leave him alone

while I go look for supper.

- Mother where are you?

(slow instrumental music)

- Mowgli.

- Mother!

What's going on?

Has Chil come back?

- Not yet.

We're still waiting for him.

I'm sure we'll hear something soon.

- I hope Mowgli's alright.

- Yeah.

- We're all worried.

He may have fallen into bad hands.

(slow instrumental music)

- Good, that's warm enough.

(wrings out water)

You'll see, once I have you cleaned up,

you'll feel a whole lot better.

(heavy breathing)

Everything's going to be just fine.

(heavy breathing) (slow instrumental music)

- Come on stop, you're tickling me!

- (laughing) I wonder who he's dreaming about.

(mid-tempo instrumental music)

- Mowgli where are you?

Mowgli answer me!

I can't believe he's just disappeared.

Mowgli, Mowgli!

(mid-tempo instrumental music)