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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 ♪

Gopher: Eh, what's this all about?

Piglet: I hope it's nothing b-b-bad.

Tigger: Look, I can touch my nose.

[chatter]

Quiet! Quiet down, everyone.

I called this meeting for a very serious reason.

It's that time of year again.

Oh, no. Not that time of year already.

Uh, exactly what that time of year is it?

Valentine's Day.

[all gasp]

We must avoid the terrible fiasco

that took place last year.

Absotively posilutely, long ears.

But just one thing:

what terrible fiasco are we talking about?

Tigger, allow me to refresh your memory.

Too many cards were given last year.

10 zillion valentines is more than any one animal can use.

Oh, my. They were all about, weren't they?

That's right. They stopped up my tunnel.

[sputtering]

Yeah. My house was a terrible mess.

Why, I couldn't even find it.

Uh, has anybody seen it lately?

And most of the blame can be placed on just one of us:

a certain bear who shall remain nameless

but whose initials are Winnie the Pooh.

Hmm. That sounds familiar,

but I can't quite place the face.

Whenever anyone gave him one valentine,

he responded with three.

Heh. I had 40 bushels.

I received 200,000 at least.

Oh, yeah? Well, I got an even quadzillion and 1.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Uh, I wonder how many that is.

Well, now that that's solved,

shouldn't we get down to important matters

like giving valentines?

Pooh, you must learn to control yourself.

[chuckle] But I can't help it.

I just like to show how much I care.

In fact, happy Valentine's Day, Rabbit.

[sigh] It's hopeless.

Pooh, I'm afraid there's only one thing left to do.

You're going to give me a valentine?

Oh, thank you.

No!

We must cancel Valentine's Day.

[gasp] Really?

- Oh, my. - Golly.

Cancel Valentine's Day?

There's no other way.

The situation calls for drastic measures.

We should follow the example set by Eeyore last year.

But, uh, Eeyore didn't send any valentines last year.

Exactly. That way, nobody's feelings will be hurt.

And nobody will be buried by unwanted cards.

I want everyone to promise

that not even a teeny-tiny valentine gift will be given.

- Kanga: Oh, all right. - Roo: Me, too.

- Gopher: Certainly. - Tigger: Indubitably. - Pooh: Oh, bother.

Rabbit: So it's official.

Valentine's Day is cancelled.

[humming]

- [knock on door] - Now who could that be?

[gasp] A valentine gift for me?

Oh, my. Someone broke their promise.

Hmm. I'm quite certain it wasn't me.

I would remember giving myself a gift as wonderful as this.

Unless, of course I did it when I wasn't around.

It must be from my best friend Piglet.

He really shouldn't have.

But I'm glad he did.

I must give him something as wonderful in return.

Perhaps a jar of honey.

But I'd better not tell anyone, including me.

I've never been known for keeping a secret.

[knock knock knock]

Uh, y-yes?

Piglet, you promised not to do it.

I'm sorry, Pooh. I promise not to do it again.

Uh, what did I do?

You gave me a wonderful jar of honey

as a valentine gift.

I did?

And if you ever do such a thing again,

I shall have no choice but to thank you again.

Happy Valentine's Day, Piglet.

I'm sorry it's only half full,

but it was a long trip.

Oh, thank you, Pooh, but I can't keep it.

Why not?

Because I didn't get you anything.

You-- [sniffle]-- my best friend.

Oh, that's all right, Piglet.

Keep it anyway.

Only please don't tell anyone about it.

Oh, my. If the honey wasn't from my best friend Piglet,

then from what best friend was it from?

I never remembered Valentine's Day

to be so confusing.

I must find the real valentine giver

and give him a piece of my mind.

And a valentine.

Oh, dear.

Now I have to make Pooh a valentine, too,

or-- or he'll think I'm ungrateful.

I do hope Rabbit doesn't find out.

Oh, dear. Oh, d-d-dear.

Mama, isn't that Pooh?

Now, Roo, dear, it isn't polite to bother someone

when they're pretending to be a mailbox.

A mailbox for secret valentines only, if you please.

Oh, bother. My disguise doesn't seem to be working.

Aw. I think the mailbox is sad, Mama.

Maybe a valentine would cheer him up.

But don't tell Rabbit.

Think. Think. Think.

I do hope Pooh likes the valentine cake I made him.

And I do hope no one sees me.

- [twig snaps] - What was that?

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Hiya, Piglet pal! What's up?

Uh...up?

Yeah. You know. P-U: up.

Oh, nothing. Certainly not a cake.

Oops. D-Did I say cake?

I meant aren't we late?

Yeah, uh, late? Late for what?

Oh, we must be late for something.

Uh, breakfast?

Oh, I had breakfast already, Piglet.

[chuckle] Well, you can never have too many breakfastses,

I always say.

[splat]

I say, how strange for snow to fall

on such a clear day,

especially warm, sweet snow--

with raspberry hearts.

Oh, how nice. Piglet sent me a valentine cake.

Why, I haven't been so moved

since Aunt Lucille tried to teach me to fly

by kicking me out of the nest.

Unfortunately, I was still in my egg at the time.

Ahem.

I must reciprocate Piglet's generous offering

with a valentine of my own.

Uh, secretly, of course.

I wonder. What does one get a very small animal?

Ah, yes, I know: a very small valentine.

Yeah. Icy cream sundaes and eggs sound good.

But what I could really use for breakfast is--

[crash]

Yipe!

Oh, d-d-dear.

Piglet?

Piglet?

Hmm. What's this?

Ha ha ha! Buddy bird got me a valentine cake.

Well, I got to get old feather duster something, too.

But first I'd better get rid of this evidence

before Rabbit sees it.

[laughing]

Back.

Back.

Oh, there. Finally.

[knock on door]

For me? A gift?

Ooh, well, how nice.

Oh, no. It's a valentine!

Not again!

No! No! No!

Pooh Bear!

I do hope Pooh likes the valentine I got him.

Oh, d-d-dear.

Maybe I should have given him candy instead.

Yaah!

And one for Pooh and one for Piglet

and-- Yaah!

I'm not sending any valentines.

I'm, uh, heh heh,

I'm mail ordering for a ball pin carburetor.

Honest. Heh heh heh heh.

And I'm, uh, uh,

catching up on my correspondences.

Lots of relatives, you know.

Oh, good. My new and improved disguise is working.

- Hoo hoo hoo hoo! - Yipe!

- Aah! - Hey, hey, hey.

What are you guys doing?

Both: We're not sending valentines.

- Nope, not us. - We wouldn't think of it.

Uh-uh. No way.

Yeah, well, it's a good thing.

We promised Rabbit.

Uh, oh, heh heh.

I'm just mailing it to myself.

Kanga: Excuse us.

- Yike! - Yaah!

It's a secret.

Gee, Rabbit, didn't you bring a valentine, too?

And just what is going on here?

Oh, bother.

Yaah!

Oh, dear.

What?

Happy Valentine's Day, Rabbit?

Roo: And Tigger sent one and Owl and Gopher and Pooh.

[chatter]

Order!

Ahem. Clearly,

there's only one of us of so very little brain

that he'd start this mess up again

and break his no valentines promise.

Pooh, why did you do it?

But I didn't, Rabbit. Someone else broke it first,

and I just broke it some more.

[gasp] Someone else?

Then that someone else has to be someone else in this room.

Yes! It was me! I did it! I'm sorry!

Aha! And why did you send the valentine, Piglet?

Well, you see, I, uh, uh--

Heh heh, actually, it wasn't me.

Then why did you confess?

I-- I'm, uh, not very good under pressure?

We must get to the bottom of this.

Say, who's the guilty party around here?

Who broke the promise, Mama?

- Speak up, whoever you are. - Why, I don't know, dear.

Order. Order!

Order!

Perhaps it was someone

who didn't know about our promise.

Someone like...

Christopher Robin.

[all gasp]

Pooh, you're right.

He didn't know.

[gasp] It must have been him.

Well, if Christopher Robin's sending cards,

we're going to have to send him one, too,

uh, in self-defense.

- [chatter] - Gopher: We should.

I thought I saw a card around here somewhere.

No. No!

[crash]

Oh, my. This won't do.

This card's for Groundhog's Day.

Where did this come from?

Say, these are all used valentines.

We got to have a new one for Christopher Robin.

One like this? [giggle]

It's an extra I had.

It's terrifical, buddy bear! Ha ha!

Uh, but it's kind of on the scrawny side.

We need a valentine so gigantical,

it'll hold all our friendship and then some.

Maybe we could act out Pooh's card.

Then it would be like a real-live valentine

with all of us in it.

Piglet, that's a wonderful idea.

Why didn't I think of it?

- What a lovely idea. - A living valentine.

A project like this will require organization,

skilled planning, and leadership.

Obviously a job for--

Ahem. Action.

I said action.

Uh, heh heh,

happy Valentine's Day, Mrs. Kanga, ma'am.

Well, thank you, Tigger, dear.

Tigger, what are you doing?

That isn't romance.

Well, sure it is, long ears.

You always bounce the one you love.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Uh, here. Use these.

Mm. Oh, say, not bad.

Could use a little mustard, though.

Uh, have a taste, Mrs. Kanga.

No, no, no. You give them to her to hold.

And then you give her a big kiss.

[gasp] A kiss?

Oh, no. No. Anything but that.

Anything but-- Yecch. Kiss.

Uh, shouldn't I just shake her pouch or something?

No. You must kiss her.

You want to be in Christopher Robin's valentine, don't you?

Well...okay.

Bleah. That's it.

You're fired, Tigger, fired.

You obviously don't have what it takes.

This part calls for someone with talent,

someone like...

[humming]

Here you are.

For me? Why, thank you, Rabbit.

I'm touched.

That's not a gift, Pooh.

They're for the show.

Yes. But it's a nice thought anyway.

Since when

does a valentine need gunpowder?

Since I took over the special defects.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

And then Cupid flies in and--

Where's Cupid?

I'm Cupid, bringer of love. I'm Cupid, bringer of love.

Uh, Rabbit, wouldn't a very small animal such as myself

be better playing a very small part?

Nonsense, Piglet. You were born to play Cupid.

Besides, you're just the right color for it.

Now let's see your arrow shooting.

Yaah!

Oh, magnificent.

He flies like the very wind itself.

[crash]

♪♪

No, no. You must feel the music.

Now once more, with feeling.

♪ [flat note]

Well, I felt it.

Ten minutes to show time.

Make-up!

Make-up!

[coughing]

- It's-- - Make-up!

...show time. [coughing]

Excuse me. Pardon us.

Excuse us. Pardon us.

[giggle] What's going on, Rabbit?

Here we are: 13D.

Ahem. Ladies and gentlemen,

Rabbit presents a Rabbit production

ofRabbit's Valentine to Christopher Robin.

[giggle] To me?

Directed by Rabbit, written by Rabbit,

from an original idea by Rabbit,

based on a notion by Rabbit,

starring, uh, the others.

♪♪ [tuba]

Oh, yes. Original music composed by Rabbit, too.

[whisper] Cupid.

That's your cue.

Yaah!

I, uh-- I...

Am Cupid, bringer of love.

I-- I, uh...I...

I am Cupid, bringer of--

Oh, my.

I am Cupid!

That was not in the script.

Where does the script say orchestra blows away?

Where?

Kanga-- [chuckle]--

I give you these--

Oh, bother.

Oh, isn't that sweet?

Thank you, dear.

I must not have read the script closely

because I don't remember this part.

It is Valentine's Day, Kanga,

and in the air there is--

I am Cupid!

A piglet and a gopher and a roo.

Not to mention an owl.

Tigger, the curtain.

Uh, time for the big finish?

You got it, Bunny boy.

I am Cupid!

No, no, no. Tigger!

One big finish coming up!

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Pooh: What do we do now, Rabbit?

I am Cupid!

My show!

It was an absolute--

[laughing] Absolute success.

The best comedy I've ever seen.

Uh, comedy?

But it wasn't a-- a comedy?

Yeah, oh, of course.

It was a comic valentine.

I'm very glad you liked it, Christopher Robin.

Liked it? It was the greatest Valentine's ever.

These ones I got you aren't as nice.

Hey, thanks.

Oh, thank you, Christopher Robin.

Oh, I say, thank you.

- Why, thank you, dear. - Gopher: Thanks.

Thanks, Christopher Robin.

Well, if you think this was good,

just wait until you see next year's show.

I am Cupid, bringer of love.

Uh, Pooh, something's bothering me.

If Christopher Robin gave you a card this morning,

why did he give you another one just now?

I suppose, Piglet... he forgot.

Although it's usually me who does the forgetting.

Hello, Pooh. How'd you like the valentine I left you?

Not that I expect any ballyhoo, mind you.

You mean it was you

who left Pooh the jar of honey this morning?

Yep.

Felt bad not joining in the fun last year.

Thought I'd do something about it this year.

Oh, my.

I remembered the way Pooh got everybody running around

all excited, like,

showing how much they cared for each other.

Made me wish I could do that.

Not that an Eeyore ever really could, mind you.

[Piglet giggles] Oh, but you did, Eeyore.

[Pooh chuckles] Yes, you certainly did.