Original subtitles

♪ Gotta get up, I gotta get goin' ♪

♪ I'm gonna see a friend of mine ♪

♪ He's round and he's fuzzy ♪

♪ I love him because he's just Pooh Bear ♪

♪ Winnie the Pooh Bear ♪

♪ Lookin' for fun, chasin' some honeybees ♪

♪ Pooh Bear, I know he's out there ♪

♪ Rumbly, tumbly ♪

♪ Climbin' a honey tree ♪

♪ Fun never ends for us, we're so adventurous ♪

♪ At least every now and again ♪

♪ And when we're alone and there's nobody home ♪

♪ It's nice to be able to count on a friend ♪

♪ Like Pooh Bear, Winnie the Pooh Bear ♪

♪ Wherever you go ♪

♪ Oh, won't you take me, please? ♪

♪ Pooh Bear, I got to be there ♪

♪ It's me and it's you ♪

♪ My silly old Winnie the Pooh ♪

[wind howling]

If you could possibly hurry.

[moaning]

Christopher Robin!

Tigger: Help! Christopher Robin, help!

Mom: So that's where my fan got to.

Really, Christopher Robin,

it looks like a tornado hit your room.

I think it's time to clean it up.

But I did, Mom. [chuckle]

Uh, last spring.

Remember?

Throwing everything

under the bed with the crud

is not cleaning up.

I know, Mom,

and I'll put everything away

after I go outside and play.

Before would be better.

But, Mom, I promised Pooh we'd play catch

with my new ball.

Your ball got lost in this mess two weeks ago.

I meant my yo-yo.

It went last week.

- My skates? - Yesterday.

I guess it's time to clean up my room.

- Huh, Mom? - Say, there's an idea.

And I'd start with, uh, under the bed.

Oh, and about your bath this morning.

Try to use some of this next time, huh?

It's called soap.

Oh, boy. This will take a billion zillion years.

We'll never get to have any fun.

Cleaning your room isn't much fun.

Why can't it just be dum-dee-dum done?

Yeah. Leave this to me, buddy boy.

I'll have these toys organized

quicker than you can say Jiminy Crockett.

Well? Ha ha ha ha! What do you think?

Well, um, um, it looks sort of, uh, um, uh...

Very pile-ish.

Oh, that's because I'm not done yet.

Now you see 'em, and now you don't.

[laughing]

Uh, Tigger, the mess is gone,

but now Christopher Robin seems to have a mountain

right in the middle of his room.

Yeah, kind of ruins the view, huh?

Perhaps if only it were a very small mountain.

That's it, Piglet. We'll make this mountain into a molehill.

Wouldn't Mom like them better up here, all neat?

What? Stack all these things way up on your shelf?

Why, they could fall down and hurt themself.

You think they enjoy lining up in a row?

Why, I never heard one say it was so.

♪ Tiggers know for a fact that from using their head ♪

♪ The best place for stuff like this ♪

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

♪ Is under the bed ♪

Under the bed?

Absotutely. That's what I said.

♪ The closet's too dark, and the box is too small ♪

And the drawers, why, they're no fun at all.

This is posilutely the perfect spot.

♪ It is where it is, and it's not where it's not ♪

♪ So I'll tell you again what I already said ♪

♪ The best place for stuff like this ♪

♪ Is under the bed ♪

- Under the bed. - Hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Yeah. That's what I said.

♪ The best place for all of your stuff ♪

♪ Is under the bed ♪

But, Christopher Robin,

isn't under the bed a darkish and scary kind of place?

Uh, not to mention...dirty.

Silly old bear. They'll be all right.

It's only for a little while so we can go out and play.

Hmm.

Must want more stuff.

No, Pooh. He might not like it.

Who might not like what, Piglet?

Why, Crud. Don't you remember?

Christopher Robin's mother said he's under the bed.

But, Piglet, don't you want to go out and play?

Male voice: Hey!

Uh, you didn't do it right, buddy bear,

because you got to have the right windup.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

See? What did I tell you?

Hey, who's the wise guy? Who's the wise guy?

Maybe Crud doesn't like left shoes.

Tigger: Hey, who turned out the lights?

Male voice: No more shoes, please.

We already have one.

Did you hear that, Piglet?

Y-Yes, b-but I wish I hadn't.

If someone is speaking to us, Piglet,

we must answer, or they might think us impolite.

Hello, there, Mr. Under the Bed.

Did you say someth--

- [knocking] - Christopher Robin: Hey! What's going on?

Let us out of here!

Tigger: Come on, buddy bear, quit kidding around.

Hoo. Now I know how a sardiney feels.

Where's Pooh?

Pooh? Piglet? Where are you?

Christopher Robin!

Ooh. Where are we?

Don't worry, Piglet.

We're only in the Under the Bed.

Oh, dear. It's rather dirty under here.

Ooh. I hope Christopher Robin comes soon,

before C-C-Crud gets us.

Oh. Oh, it's all right, Piglet.

We'll be out of here in no time, see?

Christopher Robin sent his crayons

to take us home.

Where are they, Tigger?

Aw, ha ha ha ha,

they're probably just playing hide and don't speak.

You under there, Pooh boy?

Ho ho ho! I got you now!

Ready or not, here I bounce!

Gonna say uncle?

Aunt?

Uh, second cousin?

Tigger, that's not Pooh.

It sure felt like him.

Tigger, he's gone.

Under the bed.

I've lost him.

Then we'll just have to go in after him.

Yaah!

Yahoo!

[sinister laughter]

[echoing] Pooh!

Piglet!

[echoing] Olly olly limburger cheese!

[squeaking]

[squeaking]

Look at all this stuff.

It's like Christmas morning.

Yeah, after you open the presents.

Tigger! This--

This is the birthday card my aunt Edna gave me

three years ago.

Hmm. Doesn't look a day over 2.

[sputtering]

Ah-choo!

What's that?

It's him! Ah-choo!

I mean it's you!

I mean-- I mean you're him!

Ah-choo!

Ah-ah-ah-oh, Crud will be so pleased. Yaah!

Crud?

Yes, yes.

The Majestic Crud.

The guru of garbage.

The wise man of waste.

Oh. And who are you?

Me?

Why, I'm Smudge.

Crud's-- ah-choo!--

aide de debris.

Now-- ah-choo-- quickly, quickly, follow me.

Oh, imagine. You're you!

[sneezing]

Come on, Tigger.

Maybe he knows where Pooh and Piglet are.

Whatever you say, Christopher Robin,

but if you ask me,

I think this guy's one stick short of a bundle.

Hmm. Free-looking castle.

Hey, that's no castle. That's one of my shoes.

Didn't know you had such big feet.

♪♪

Hurry, hurry! Crud is waiting!

It's the boy.

[sinister laughter]

Please come closer, my boy.

[chuckling]

Good morning, Your Filthiness!

I have brought-- hmm--

the boy.

Uh, hello.

Uh, my name is--

Christopher Robin.

Everyone down here knows who you are.

And I am Crud, the--

Master of Mud!

The Surveyor of Slime!

The King of--

Smudge.

Yes-- ah-choo--

Your Muckiness.

I'm speaking.

Aah!

Oh. [sputtering]

Thank you, Your Putridness.

[laughing]

Without you, Christopher Robin,

none of this would have been possible.

I did this?

[laughing] Why, yes.

It's all made out of the things

you threw under the bed.

Tigger: Ahem. Listen, uh,

why don't we just find Pooh boy

and hit the road, Christopher Robin?

I, uh, I got a funny feeling about this place.

Boy, Mom was sure right

about wanting me to clean up down here.

Clean up?

Did you say clean up?

No one cleans up down here!

Smudge!

At once, Your Muddiness.

[bell chimes]

Oh, woe is me.

Men! It's Christopher Robin!

Hey! Let me go! That's my ball and yo-yo

and all my other toys.

What are they doing with that old vacuum cleaner?

Crud: This, Christopher Robin,

is my unvacuum.

It works in reverse.

Once it is filled,

I'm going to spread my dirt and grime

everywhere.

Today your bedroom, tomorrow the world!

Eww! That's disgusting!

Hey!

Tigger? Tigger!

Okay, Crud, what have you done with Tigger?

Tigger who?

And Pooh and Piglet.

Oh, they're safe for now,

but there'll be no cleaning up.

In fact, you're going to help me make it more dirty!

Or you'll never see your friends again!

[laughing]

I've helped you enough, Crud.

From now on, my middle name is Clean.

Ugh! Nasty! Nasty!

Guards! Take him away!

Just you wait, Crud.

I'll be back.

And when I do, you'll be all washed up!

I hate that word, too.

Oh, my. Oh, dear. This place is absolutely filthy.

Never mind that. What do we do?

Start by sweeping the floor?

No, no, no, no. What do we do about Christopher Robin

and that Crud fella?

I believe we should--

Yeah? Yeah?

Should perhaps...

Tell me, tell me!

Maybe get out of here.

That's it?

I believe so.

That's it! We'll escape! Ha ha ha ha!

Oh, buddy boy, for a bear of very little brain,

you sure got a lot of stuffing.

Let me out of here! Let me out, I tell ya!

Hmm.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk.

Oh, my. Why, this floor isn't dirty.

This dirt is the floor.

Uh, Pooh, I believe I've found a way out!

Piglet? Oh, bother.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Aha!

W-What do we do now, Pooh?

He looks awfully angry.

He's not angry, Piglet.

He's probably always that lovely shade of red.

Aren't you?

Aah!

Make a break for it!

Whew. That sure was a close call.

Old wax lips almost caught us.

Don't look now, but I think we have company.

Crayons!

Move those feet, Pooh boy,

before we end up looking like scrambled Easter eggs.

Over there.

Pooh: Didn't Christopher Robin

lose a roller skate just like that,

uh, some time ago?

We're coming, Christopher Robin!

[crash]

But not by skate.

Tigger: Quick this way.

Piglet: Look.

They've put Christopher Robin to bed.

Pooh! Piglet! Tigger!

We've come-- [grunt]-- to save you.

But we have to be very, very careful,

or the crayons will find us.

Raah!

I think they already have!

Run!

Whew!

Hello again.

I'll never join you, Crud.

I'd rather clean first.

Clean?

Clean?

Clean?

Christopher Robin!

The bath soap!

Good old Mom.

Aah!

No. Keep it away! Keep it away from me!

Come on, you guys,

let's help Christopher Robin clean up this Crud.

Christopher Robin: No! Don't turn that on!

It works backwards!

Not anymore. Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Old yo-yo did a little rinker-tinkering.

[laughing]

No! No! Smudge!

Coming, Your Muddiness!

Ah-choo!

- Hurray! We've won! - [cheering]

Pooh: Yay!

Hurry, hurry.

We've got to really clean this room up

so Crud will never be able to come back.

Christopher Robin,

your room, it's-- [chuckle]-- it's beautiful.

Uh, mm, almost.

Well, I guess we'll just have to throw this dirty sock

under the bed.

No way, Mom.

I'm not going to let Crud

get on my stuff ever again.

[laughing] Okay.

Hey, time for you to go out and play.

Oh, not now, Mom. We got to take a bath.

Christopher Robin?