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♪ 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 ♪

And who's this, Christopher Robin?

That's a bear, Pooh. You're related to him.

[growling]

Oh.

I rather thought I was related to bees,

since we both like honey so.

Hoo. There's my noble cousin the eagle.

What about me, Christopher Robin?

Wait a minute.

There's got to be a tigger relative

in there somewheres.

Like, um, there, for example.

Hello, cousin. [laughing]

Hate to be the one to tell you, Tigger,

but you're not related to zebras.

Why, we're first cousins.

Just look at these stripes.

Don't see how you can be with a tail like that.

Far too long.

Definitely not a zebra's tail.

[sniffle]

I'm not related to-- to nobody.

Christopher Robin: Well, Tigger,

well, you're sort of related to a-- to--

- [growling] - [gasp] To him?

I'm related to this lion,

isn't I, Christopher Robin?

Well, I guess you are, sort of.

And the lion's king of the beasts.

King of the beasties?

I got royal blood.

I'm a king!

- [roar] - By the way,

what exactically does a king do?

Does he get all the free icy cream he can eat? Hmm?

If I'm King of the Hundred Acre Wood,

doesn't that mean--

But we're not beasties, Tigger,

so we don't need a king.

Of course you need a king.

Why, why...

what if a wild jagular was on the loose?

Why, they're the most biggest,

most horriblest,

most gruesomest creatures there is.

And they got teeth this long.

Oh, d-d-dear.

What would we do?

Why, you'd just call your king to protect you.

[laughing]

If you had one.

Okay, Tigger,

if there's ever a jagular on the loose,

you can be king.

Hmm. Where's a jagular when you need one?

Good thing old bunny boy is not around.

Hmm. Now let me see.

I can use one of these,

oh, and one of those,

and, uh-- Ah.

Perfect jagular material.

Pooh, couldn't we have flutterbies indoors

in case there are any-- jagulars around?

Jagulars? Around here?

Ah, that's a lot of hooey.

Head for the hills!

Head for the hills!

But, Tigger, this is a hill.

Jagular! Jagular!

Run for your lives!

J-J-Jagular? W-W-Where?

- There! - [growling]

All: Yaah!

Back, you beast!

No jagular's going to get my friends,

just because they don't have a king to protect them.

- [cheering] - Hooray for Tigger!

He's our hero of the day.

Aw. [chortling]

It was nothing, realish.

I don't kind doing kingly stuff for you,

since you don't have a king to do it.

Oh, w-what if there are m-m-more jagulars?

You're not going to be safe

without a king to protect you.

I wonder where the nearest king might be.

[growling]

Pooh: Because you were so brave

and saved us from the jagular,

we crown you Tigger, King of the Beasties.

[cheering]

As your king of the beasties,

I've got a few proclamations to proclamate,

on account of that's what kings do best.

What in the world?

Number first:

from now on and forever after,

the Hundred Acre Wood

is gonna be called Tiggeropolis.

Tiggeropolis?

Ha! Why do you want to go and change the name?

How will we get our mail?

Yaah! Another j-j-jagular!

My tablecloth? And my--

Don't worry. I'll save you.

You were saying?

Who, me? [giggling]

Didn't say a word.

What is going on here?

If Tigger wants to borrow something,

he should at least ask first.

I'll teach him a lesson.

For my next proclamation,

I'm getting kind of tired of the colors around here,

so we're going to do some, uh, painting.

We're going to stripe the forest

in royal orange and black.

But if we stripe the forest,

might it not confuse the honeybees?

Hark. Was that a jagular?

[screaming]

There's nothing quite like royalty

to make a place respectable.

♪ And now that I'm your majesty ♪

we'll all be more, uh...

majestical.

♪ When I walk in, just think of me ♪

♪ As your humble servant ♪

♪ I know you'll wanna all bow down, it's okay ♪

I deserve it.

♪ Orange striped with black, oh, my ♪

♪ Is perfectly sublime ♪

♪ And even when I'm not around ♪

♪ Everything's splendiferous ♪

♪ Ah, life is so magniferous ♪

[yawn]

♪ The smartest thing you ever did ♪

♪ Is making me your king ♪

Now that's more like it.

Seeing as this is Tiggeropolis,

named for a very famous tigger--

namely me--

I want everybody to bounce,

like their king.

Ohh, King Tigger,

after all the painting,

my feet seem to be telling me something.

"A nap would be nice, Pooh," they seem to be saying.

Don't be scared, loyal subjects.

Ha ha. I won't let him get at you.

Him who?

Him him. The jagu-- lar.

Hmm. Must have run away from home

and left a note. Hoo! Awful bad handwriting.

If you'll allow me, King Tigger.

Ahem.

"I untied my friend and took him with me.

Signed, another jagular."

Another jagular?

[gulp]

And this one's probably real.

Uh, since there's a wild jagular on the loose,

your king says, uh...

head for the hills!

But, King Tigger, might it not be better

if we captured him?

Uh, yeah, well, capture.

Uh, your king doesn't think that's such a good idea.

B-B-But, King Tigger, you have to protect us.

But-- But-- B--

I guess you're right.

It's my duty as, um--

[gulp]-- K-King of the Beasties.

Mm. Must be headed that way.

But, King Tigger, the tracks go that way.

Aw, ha, that's an old jagular trick, Pooh boy. Ha ha!

You got to be a king to know these things, you know.

Hoo hoo hoo! What do you know?

We ended up at Rabbit's. Ha ha ha!

Maybe we ought to go in and rest for a while.

After we nail the door shut.

The j-j-jagular!

Well, looks like he's sleeping.

Maybe we'd better leave him alone.

Jagulars are kind of grouchy

when you wake them up, you know.

King Tigger, you have to capture him,

or we'll never be safe.

You're right, Piglet. I'm going to go in there

and take care of that jagular

- Tigger! - Can't talk now, Rabbit.

I'm busy saving you guys from this jagular.

What jagular? That's my tablecloth.

Heh heh.

It is?

Mm. Pretty clever of a tablecloth,

disguising itself as a jagular.

You mean your tablecloth isn't a jagular?

Of course not, loyal subject. Heh heh.

But there's still that other jagular out there--

the one with the bad handwriting.

The bad handwriting was mine, Tigger.

I wrote it to teach you a lesson

about borrowing my things without asking.

I don't understand, King Tigger.

I gots a confession to make.

I made up the jagular on account of because

I wanted to be king so bad.

[sniffle]

I k-- I kind of got carried away.

I'm s-s-sorry.

I suppose we could forgive him.

After all, he is our friend.

Yeah. Yeah, that's it.

That's it. Forgive him. Forgive him.

What about all that painting and bouncing stuff? Hmm?

What, that? Hoo!

I double-dipple promise not to do that stuff again.

Come on. Come on. Let's have us a king uncrowning.

I feel like a new tigger.

It was kind of weighing me down

being responsible for all you guys.

Anyways, who wants to be related to a lion?

I bet I'm first cousins to something better,

like, uh, one of them boa restrictors.

Yeah. Or maybe a...

a hammernose shark.

Or I could be, uh, maybe--

Mm, Tigger, after all,

you are the only one.

Nah. Ha! I bet I come

from a long line of hippopotamooses

or maybe some octopooses.

Yeah. Or an elevator. Ha!

Hey, we can't rule out the insects, you know.

[gibbering]

[giggling]

[jackhammer]

Come on, come on.

[ringing]

[gibbering, giggling]

[clang]

Yes? Yes?

A walnut?

[gibbering]

Open it.

Oh, boy.

Yipe!

[knocking]

I hope that's not more water wanting to come inside.

Hello. Oh!

[gasp] The packrats!

Ah-choo!

Burglars! Thieves!

Help!

Excuse me, but I believe this is my house.

Perhaps you should leave.

[crying]

Ah-choo!

Than again, perhaps not.

I suppose you can stay

until it stops raining.

[gibbering]

It would be hard to find anyone else to take you in

with your reputation for, uh,

if you'll excuse the expression,

uh, stealing.

[gasp]

Us?

Oh, no, no. Never, never.

We pay. Yeah, yeah, yeah. We pay.

Oh. That's, uh...

very nice,

but when favorite things end up missing,

not everyone is happy with walnuts in return.

Besides, walnuts aren't going to stop my leaks.

What I need are more pots and pans.

[thunder]

[gibbering]

Yeah, yeah. Sure, sure.

We pay, we pay.

Was it something I said?

[grunt]

Oh, my goodness.

Hey, come on.

If only these leaks

would make up their minds.

Oh, d-d-dear.

Out! Out! Out, out, out!

Oh, pretty soon there'll be more water in here

than outside.

Ha! Think you got it bad?

My tunnels are soaked.

This weather isn't fit for man nor beast.

Not to mention gophers.

Oh. All right, Gopher.

If you want to stay, grab a pot and start bailing.

Hmm. Seems like somebody's already grabbed them, Rabbit.

And it's not too hard to figure out who.

[gasp] The packrats!

My. What an interesting and very large present.

[gasp] For me?

- [knocking] - Oh, bother.

Who can that be?

Uh-oh.

[gibbering]

Thank goodness you're safe, buddy bear.

Yeah. Those sticky-fingered packrats are at it again.

Better stay on the look-see.

For me? Heh heh. Aw, you shouldn't have did it.

Um, why that's, uh...

that's a present from, uh,

from my cousins. Yes.

It's from my cousins,

those these aren't them.

Oh, yeah. Ha ha! I can see the family resemblement.

[giggling]

But never mind that. Let's open my present.

Oh, I say. It's our missing kitchenware.

Oh, Pooh, how could you?

Now, it is very nice to get things,

but it's even nicer to give than to, uh, take.

It's much more polite.

It keeps everyone so happy.

- [gibbering] - Happy, happy.

[chuckling] I'm so glad you agree.

Good night. Sleep tight.

Oh, give, give, give.

Happy, happy, happy. Come on.

Uh, happy, happy.

[snoring]

[thunder]

Oh, no.

I must be sleeping in my sleep again.

I think.

Yikes!

Yaah!

What are all of Pooh's things doing here?

I'm going to have to see Pooh about this.

If he wants to move in with me,

he's going to have to ask first.

But why did you take my things

and without asking?

When someone does something nice for you,

you're supposed to do something nice for them.

That's called friendship.

And I thought you were my friends.

- Nice, nice. - Friends, friends.

[gasp]

Good work, sonny.

You captured the rascals right in the act.

You've done the right thing, Pooh bear.

[grunt]

Now let us handle it.

[gibbering]

Don't worry, Pooh.

They took all of your things,

but they gave them to me

They must have known we were best friends.

Ha! You got them on the run, bunny boy.

Now trap those rats like, uh, uh, like rats.

- [crash] - Um, excuse me,

but so thieves usually give things away

to piglets, Tigger?

They was probably just being extra double sneaky,

taking and giving and giving and taking.

Take? Give?

Take, give.

Wait!

They're not thieves.

They're just a little confused.

It was something I said, I think.

Give, give. Nice, nice.

Pooh's very softhearted.

Soft-headed if you ask me.

Well, it won't work this time.

First your house, Pooh,

then the rest of the Hundred Acre Wood.

I'm going to put a stop to this right now!

[gibbering]

- But, Rabbit-- - No buts, Pooh.

- Nice, nice. - Nice, nice.

Yeah. Nice, nice.

Nice, uh-huh.

After them. They'll rob our homes next.

Quick. Follow me.

Ya-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Do we have to, Rabbit?

[whistle piping]

Rabbit's house is just like the others.

Nothing there, stripped bare, clean as a...whistle.

Nothing but these walnuts.

Maybe they really are thieves.

Owl: Hoo! This is nothing.

Why, back in aught-6, the water rose so high,

it flooded the rain clouds.

There, there. If the pack rats hadn't taken your things,

the flood would have ruined them.

That's not the point. They stole our things.

Gone! Everything I had.

Nothing left.

[sobbing]

But you never had anything, Tigger.

Hey! You're right, kiddo. Ha!

Saved by circumchances.

[gibbering]

Grab them! They're after Owl's things, too!

No, no, no. Lookie-lookie.

Hmm. Why do they want us to look in the closet?

Because it's a trick of some sort. I'll prove it.

Aah!

Oh, my! [giggling]

Well! What do you know? My ball pin hammer.

Oh, they didn't steal our things.

They saved them from the flood.

Ta-da!

Then they're not thieves?

They're heroes?

And so we are here

to congratulate the pack rats

for learning that what others have coming

is something that should be going--

[chuckle]-- in the first place.

And this cake is to show our gratitude.

[all gasp]

- Ah, ta-da! - [giggling]

Thank you very much.

I suppose no one can have too many walnuts.