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 ♪

[clatter]

[clang]

Dagnabbit!

Uhh, shouldn't be hitting bedrock yet.

Hold everything!

Hmm. Nah. Nah. Uh-huh.

That's it. I missed my turnoff.

Eh, no time to lollygag.

Got places to be and tunnels to dig.

Hmm. Hmph.

I knew I should have brought along the big pick.

[hammering]

There.

This should keep everyone

from trampling my garden every day.

If it isn't one thing, it's another.

- Hmm. - Rabbit, I came

to return the honey jars I borrowed for breakfast.

How could you?

You're in my garden.

We are?

The signs say keep out, among other things.

Can't you read them?

Oh, I can read them, Rabbit.

[giggling] I just can't see them.

Whoa!

[crash]

Piglet! Look what you've done.

A young, vibrant carrot mooshed before its prime,

and all because you and Pooh have no regard for my garden.

Oomph!

Tigger! No, no, no!

My garden's ruined!

Nah. I just gave it that bounced-in look.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Oh! What now?

I'll teach you to dig up my vegetables.

Oh, my. Who turned out the lights?

Where's my garden?

Hmm. Ah.

So that's why there's all those roots in my way.

Well, it's gonna have to go.

You don't mind if I clear away some of the deadwood,

uh, do you, Rabbit?

Do what you want, Gopher.

Just stay out of my garden!

Coming through.

Everybody stand clear.

Uh, stand clear of what, Gopher?

The big kerpowee, that's what?

Kerpowee?

Oh, my. I don't like the sound of that.

Maybe you'd better hold your ears, Piglet,

like this.

Here we go. Just press this doohickey down,

- and, uh-- - Uh-oh.

[explosion]

Did somebody say something?

"Keep out."

Well, heh heh heh heh,

that takes care of that.

Back to my digging.

My garden! It's gone! Gone!

Oh, ha ha ha ha! Cheer up, floppy ears.

It's not gone.

It's just been, uh, uh, tossed.

Uh, got any Tarzan Island dressing?

This is your fault! All of yours!

First Pooh and Piglet, then Tigger. Now this.

Why do you always ruin my garden?

It never did anything to any of you.

From now on, I'm a rabbit unto myself.

Hmph!

Hmm. Is it just me,

or does something seem to be bothering friend Rabbit?

You know, I haven't given fuzz bottom a good bouncing in days.

I feel an empty spot in my life.

I know what you mean, Tigger.

I usually feel that same empty spot

just before dinner. [giggling]

[Pooh gasps] I can't quite put my finger on it,

but I believe Rabbit's garden

is somehow...different?

Hmm. This calls for some serious investergating.

Uh, perhaps we should come back later

when the garden's-- [giggling]-- friendlier?

Naw. Just follow me.

I'll lead you around them booby traps.

Tiggers are experts on trapping boobies, you know.

Oh, don't worry. You can ride on my shoulders, Piglet.

You'll be safe up here.

Hmm. I better get this out of the way

before somebody trips over it.

Uh, Tigger?

- [muffled mumbling] - Piglet?

Well, ha ha, that takes care of that.

- Excuse me, Tigger, but-- - Not now, Pooh Bear.

We got traps to unboobify.

Umph!

I don't think you guys had better step on this thing.

It might be dangerous.

Quiet, fellas.

It's long ears.

I'm coming for you, buddy boy.

Ooh! Wait a minute.

This isn't Rabbit.

I've been boobied.

Hoo hoo hoo haah!

[Rabbit laughs]

Surprised you, didn't I?

So how do you like it? Hmm?

How do I like it? Ha ha!

Well, it's the most wonderfulest one I've ever seen.

Heh heh. Eh, what is it?

It's, uh...

It's certainly big.

Rabbit: It's my fortress.

From now on, no one will be able to bother me

or my garden again.

[laughter]

The whole point of this fortress is to keep you out.

From now on, no matter what you think,

no matter what you hear,

no matter what happens,

you and you and especially you

are to stay away forever.

But who will come and borrow honey from you?

No one!

And that means you.

Aw. My tummy will be awfully sorry to hear that.

Come on, guys.

Something tells me we're not wanted.

[sigh]

Come along, Piglet.

[muffled mumbling]

You took the words right out of my mouth,

Piglet old pal.

Whew. Now for a little peace and quiet

and gardening.

Hmm. Where did I leave my shovel?

Oh, yes. It's right outside thedoor?

Aah!

The door! I forgot to make a door!

I can't get out!

I'm trapped! Doomed!

Do you hear?

Wait! Pooh!

Tigger!

Please come back!

Oh, no, you don't.

You told us not to come back.

You can booby a tigger oncet,

but you can't make him drink.

[muffled mumbling]

Yeah. You tell him, kiddo.

I think Rabbit is testing us

to see how good of friends we are.

We should go before we hurt his feelings.

Oh, no. They're leaving.

I'll starve.

Starve?

[singsong] Oh, Pooh!

How about a little smackerel of honey?

Honey.

No, Pooh.

He's just trying to trick us.

Rabbit: Mm. That honey does taste tasty.

Bunny boy's counting on us.

We can't go back, no matter what.

Rabbit: Oh, my.

Where's Tigger when you need a good bounce?

Uh, did he say bounce?

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

No, no. Farther back. A little farther.

Uh, that should do it.

Don't worry, bunny boy.

We'll bust you out

if it's the last thing you do.

Oh, d-d-dear.

[clang]

[grunting]

[vibrating] Ohh, my!

Hey. How come we do all the work

and bunny boy gets to do all the bouncing?

Rabbit: Go on. Pull.

Pull! Pull!

[grunt] I'm afraid

there may not be any pull left in me.

Maybe if we got a better grip.

Yipe!

Sure hope he's got a round trip ticket.

Yaah!

Tigger, there's no possible way

you can get me through that little hole.

I'm just too big.

Oh, Rabbit,

it's just a small matter of tiggernometry.

We'll have you vacuum free

before you can say hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Oh, dear.

We did it!

Sure was simple.

I hope Rabbit's all right.

Genius. Pure genius.

Rabbit, what are you doing in there

when you should be in there?

I told you I was too big to hit through the hole.

Yeah, maybe, but what happened to your garden?

Yaah!

Ah, I might as well face it.

I'll probably spend the rest of my life in here.

Yeah, but look at the bright side, bunny boy.

Maybe you won't live that long.

Is there anything we can do, Rabbit?

No, except maybe try not to forget me.

Of course not, uh...

Rabbit.

Well, that's that.

Can't stand around here forever.

I've got tunnels that need blasting.

Mm. That's an idea.

Blast him out.

Hmm. That's an idear.

Blast him out.

Hmm. That's an idea.

I wonder how much longer to lunch.

Yes, siree.

Don't know why I didn't think of it before.

I'll blast him out.

[laughing]

Yes, indeedie.

Of course, uh, you have to be careful with dynamite.

Can't use too much.

Just a little keg will do you.

Only one keg?

- Oh, dear. - Uh-oh.

Stand clear!

[explosion]

You, too, Rabbit.

Pooh: Uh, do you think, perhaps,

we should have told Gopher

that we each used one keg, too?

Hello!

Hello!

Hmm. No sign of hide nor bunny.

I wonder where old floppy ears went.

Oh, dear. I hope he's not angry with us.

I believe we should look for him,

in case he's lost.

Good idea. Follow me.

No. He's not here.

Oh, my. Ohh. Oh, my.

Oh, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear.

Oh, no, no, no.

And did you find anything, Piglet?

Well, uh, no.

You, Pooh?

Only this very nice rock.

But no Rabbit.

I came up zip, too.

And I searched every one of my holes to boot.

I-- I found this.

His favorite carrot.

He never went nowheres without it.

We're just gonna have to face it.

Bunny boy is gone.

He was the dagblasted best rabbit friend

I ever had,

even if he was the only rabbit friend

I ever had.

Perhaps we shouldn't have blown him up.

Then he wouldn't have had to leave.

Rabbit: Help! Help!

- Help! - Oh, my.

I can still hear him calling.

I must be having hearlookinations.

Help! Help! Help!

I wonder if hearlookinations are contagious.

I hear Rabbit, too.

So do I.

Me, uh, too.

Get me down from here!

[gasp] Yaah!

Why, look.

There's Rabbit's hearlookination now.

Gopher: Wait a minute.

That's not Rabbit's hearlookination.

That's Rabbit in a tree.

Hooray! Ha ha ha ha!

Old floppy ears wasn't blown to tangerines after all.

Hey, watch where you're bouncing, you big galoot.

- Hoo hoo hoo hoo! - Oh, my.

Rabbit's so high up.

How are we going to get him down?

Won't be easy, but maybe this will help.

Uh, chop me down?

Yep. Might be painful,

but it could hurt a lot, too.

No. We can't do that.

Why, the tree might fall

on an innocent plant or something.

Hmm. Good point.

- Well, in that case-- - Aah!

...I'll just have to use dynamite again.

Like my daddy always used to say,

what gets blown up might get blown down.

Rabbit: No, no! Not dynamite again!

You're right. Better make it nitroglycerine.

Wait. Uh, how about U235?

I believe I could get him down.

You? All by your lonesome?

He's right, Pooh. Won't you want some help?

[giggling] Help?

Oh, no. I don't believe so.

Just watch.

Hello, Rabbit.

Hmm? What?

Oh, hi, Pooh Bear.

- Aah! - See? I thought it might work.

Aah!

[crash]

You were right, buddy boy.

Not only did you get Rabbit out of the tree,

you caught him, too.

Here we are. I think it's all right

for Rabbit to look at our surprise now.

Oh, my. Oh, my.

It's wonderful.

And for me?

After everything I've said to you?

Well, you are our friend, Rabbit,

whether you like it or not.

How can I ever thank you all for fixing it?

Let me see. I know.

Tigger, stop that.

Say, you know anything

about the rest of my dynamite?

It's gone.

Yes. I hid it in a nice safe place

where it can't blow up any innocent gardens

or rabbits.

Uh, Rabbit, I found this pogo stick in the woods,

and I thought it might make a nice garden warming gift,

since you have a new garden which needs warming.

Here.

Why, thank you, Pooh.

How thoughtful.

Can I try it, please? Please? Please?

No. It's my pogo stick.

I get to pogo on it first.

Maybe I can bounce on you for once.

[explosion]

Oh, my. Why does it always happen to me?

Gopher: Say, I bet I know where you hid my dynamite.

[chuckling]

Tigger: Come on, Piglet, old pal,

tell us a scary ghostly story,

something full of, uh, spookables

and horribibble creatures,

uh, and things that go shopping in the night.

Oh, well, actually,

I thought I might tell a not-so-scary story,

a story about a scientist.

A mad scientist, Pigalet?

Oh, no. Not mad at all.

Quite happy and cheerful, really. Heh heh.

Once upon a time...

Tigger: Say, it's the middle of broad daylight.

Even a not-so-scary scary story

has to happen at night, you know.

Piglet: Oh, but this one happens in the daytime.

Tigger: Night.

D-Day.

Night.

Day.

Morning.

Evening.

Oh, dear.

That's better. Hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Although a nice thunderstorm

would be nice.

Y-Yes. Well, as I was saying,

there was a very pleasant and cheerful scientist.

Mm-mm. Peanut butter and jelly.

My favorite.

And it's so very good for you, too.

Tigger: Gasp.

What is it? What is it?

Why, this story is so unscary,

it's scary.

I got better things to do

than listen to this.

I think I'll go trim my toenails.

Or better yet, I'll go trim Pooh's toenails.

Oh, Tigger, where are your manners?

I don't know.

But I bet they're having more fun than I am.

Tigger, behave.

Well, if you're going to have a story about a scientist,

he ought to at least be doing something terribibble

like creating a boing-boing monster.

A monster?

Yeah. The monster Frankenpooh.

Oh, d-d-dear.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Absotutely perfect.

Uh, but only he ought to be a little bit bigger than that.

No, even bigger.

Biggerer!

Oh, bother.

Now that's what I call a monster.

- Hoo hoo hoo hoo! - Oh, help! S-Save me!

H-Help me! Oh, save me!

Oh, dear. This is so very terrifying.

I...want...honey?

[humming]

Honey.

[stammering]

A m-- A m...

[falling] m-monster...

[thud]

Trembling in your socks, are you?

Clinging to the edge of your seats, maybe?

There was no stopping

that gigantically monstrous monstrosity.

Honey.

Oh, d-d-dear!

Tigger, I'm afraid this has become

a not-at-all so not-so-very-scary story.

Perhaps I'd better tell it

because I really think

the monster shouldn't be quite that size.

Oh, you're right, Pigalet!

He ought to be maybe quadrupally as big.

Uh, Tigger,

I seem to have reached the top of the picture.

So you have.

Maybe I ought to cut it by a few feetsies.

Thank you, Tigger.

Tigger: And so the monster was back

on his unendingless search for...

Honey.

There was no stopping the thiefting beastie.

Everybody was up to their necks in arms

because they knew who was responsibibble

for that terribibble monster that was terrorizing them.

Rabbit: It's that mad Dr. von Piglet.

Gopher: He's the one that made the monster.

- Let's boil him in tomato juice! - Yee!

[Gopher laughs]

Piglet: Oh! No! Stop this story!

Please. It was an accident.

I-- I didn't mean to do it. Honest.

I just wanted it to be a nice not-so-scary story.

But, Pigalet,

there's nothing to get so upset about.

It was just a silly story.

Of course, Piglet. There was no monster.

No one's angry at you.

N-N-No?

You really should learn the difference

between what's real and what isn't.

Shouldn't he, Pooh?

Yes, Piglet, you really should.

And, uh, so should I.

Oh, bother.