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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 ♪

- We're under attack! - We are?

Take that, you barnacle!

Avast there!

First Mate Pooh, take the wheel!

Oh, it seems to have been taken already.

All hands on deck!

Lay the top sail!

Man the bull works!

A walnut. Hmm.

This reminds me of something,

although I can't quite remember what it is.

We shall fight to the last man!

And the last bear!

Throw out the anchor, Pooh!

Oh, bother. Another walnut.

First Mate Pooh, we must protect the treasure map.

Treasure map?

Piles of gold.

Oh!

Mountains of silver.

Silver!

We have to keep it safe at all costs.

Well, then perhaps we should get some help?

Good idea, First Mate Pooh.

Let's put a note in a bottle,

and whoever finds it will come and save us.

Write a message on the map.

What does it say, Pooh Bear?

I don't know because I can't read.

[chittering]

By using very small bait,

I can be sure I won't catch too very large a fish.

Oh, no.

Oh, dear.

[all cry out]

Oh, my. For such a very small bottle,

you put up a very large struggle.

Oh, this must be an important message.

I better ask Pooh what he thinks all this means.

[chittering, giggling]

Oh, dear.

Follow that bottle!

Hmm. Everybody's somewhere other than here.

I wonder where that is.

- [clattering] - Say! A note in a bottle!

- [gasp] - Nobody needs one of these

unless they're macarooned on a dessert isle!

[gasps] This must mean I'm lost.

And I didn't even know I was missing.

What am I gonna do?

How am I gonna find me?

I can't go on much longer.

I'm a goner.

Done for.

- [all cry out] - [splash]

Water! Water!

Oh, Pooh, I found a bottle, and it had a note in it.

Why, that's very interesting, Piglet.

Christopher Robin was just speaking

of bottles and messages and such.

[gasps] Oh, my!

I'll bet the note's from Christopher Robin.

He must be in trouble.

We shall have to get Owl to read it for us.

But, Pooh, I don't have it anymore.

Then we'd better hurry.

Bunny boy, I can't go on.

You gotta tell me. Where am I?

Why, Tigger, you're right here.

And so I am! [chuckles]

Guess I won't be needing this.

- What was that? - [straining]

Can you read it, long-ears?

Why, this is so simple, even Owl could read it.

Then let's go get Owl.

Oh, why, Pooh Bear, of course I'd be happy to read the note,

- but first I'd have to see it. - But it's gone--

Good thing we got another one. Came in a bottle.

Pooh! That's it! That's the bottle!

Aha! Oho!

[chittering]

Say, this reminds me of something,

but I disremember what.

- [all screaming] - [crash]

Well, what does it say?

This clearly is written in a forgotten language of the ancients,

likely thousands of years old.

Judging by the script,

something from the Lower Lumbar region.

But Owl, I think it was sent by Christopher Robin,

because he's in trouble.

In that case, this is most definitely a recipe for coconut cream pie.

It's a disaster! An apostrophe!

There's no telling what kind of terrible trouble the poor guy's in.

Why he could be in the clutches of kid-eatin' cannibals.

There are no cannibals in the Hundred Acre Wood.

Then probably it's kid-eatin' sharks!

Yeah, Tigger sharks, the stripedy kind.

[purrs]

Wait a second. There are no sharks in the Hundred Acre Wood.

Wrong time of year. [chuckles]

Then it's definitely spookables.

Oh, dear.

Poor Christopher Robin. What can we do?

We'll send him a message in a bottle.

What good is that going to do, Pooh?

We'll follow the bottle to him.

Let me launch it for you, buddy bear.

It's what tiggers do best.

- A walnut. - A walnut?

- It's the pack rats! - Of course!

That's what the walnuts reminded me of.

Come on! We gotta get that bottle back.

Christopher Robin's depending on us.

- There they are! - Follow that bottle!

There's no escaping now!

You might as well hand over that bottle.

Yes, if you please.

Hey!

I got it!

I got it.

I got it. [chuckles]

Oh, bother.

[crash]

Oh, my!

It's "bustafried."

[chittering]

Oh, thank you.

But without a bottle,

we can never use this to rescue Christopher Robin.

Aww!

[chittering]

Pack rat: ta-da!

Thank you, pack rats.

Now, if you wouldn't mind, Mr. Bottle,

we'd like to see Christopher Robin.

So could we please get started?

And please hurry.

Say, this tub's great,

as long as the water stays on the outside.

Oh, dear.

I think we've seen the worst.

All right, Rabbit.

It's right up there ahead of us.

[all exclaiming]

Now that the bottle has lost us,

we'll never save Christopher Robin.

Christopher Robin: Oh, here you all are.

I've been looking everywhere for you.

I got your message.

There you are, Christopher Robin!

- We found you! - We did it!

Christopher Robin, we saved you!

Saved me, Pooh?

Oh, yeah, from the cannibals.

And the tigger sharks and spookables.

Sounds pretty exciting.

Sorry I missed it.

You mean you weren't in any trouble?

Oh, bother.

Oh, but I was in trouble.

You were?

Oh, yes. You came just in time.

- We did? - You see?

I picked these flowers for my mother.

And I don't have anything to put them in.

But this will do perfectly.

It does look very nice.

Why, yes, very nice, indeed.

I'm so glad we could help you, Christopher Robin.

Yeah! Saving Christopher Robins is what we do best, you know.

[chuckles]

Sure. If it hadn't been for you,

I never would have been able to give Mom these.

Walnuts?

Well... [chuckles]

Mom like these, too.

Hmm. Those walnuts remind me of something.

28, 29, 30...

31, 32...

32?

I had 33 tomatoes yesterday!

[gasps] That can only mean crows!

Oh, no! My beautiful garden!

- My poor vegetables! - [cawing]

Take that, you vegetable nappers!

And that! And that!

Now I've got you, you feather brains.

OOH! HELP!

- [laughing] - Let me out of here!

Oh, dear. Look, Pooh.

Oh, my.

Uh, excuse me,

but have you seen a rabbit around here

with a very loud voice?

It's me, Pooh.

Oh, we thought you were in terrible trouble.

It was those crows!

- They're after my garden again. - Oh, yes.

This reminds me of the occasion

when my uncle Aloysius had his tail feathers stolen

and couldn't sit down without sneezing.

I haven't got the time to talk about

your nonexistent relatives

with those dive-bombing delinquents around.

Hut, two, three, four.

My relatives don't exist?

Oh, my word.

If you'll excuse me,

I have to go reexamine my family tree.

Hmm. My relatives are as real as anyone's.

Just because I haven't heard from them for years and years,

doesn't mean they don't exist, does it?

[bell ringing]

Perhaps that's one of my relations now.

Why, hello, Pooh, Piglet.

I'm very happy to see you.

You haven't seen any owls wandering about, have you?

Why, no, Owl, we haven't.

That's right.

You're the only owl around here.

[chuckles] Aren't you?

Oh, that's what I was afraid of.

I think he's very sad, Pooh.

He wants to see his family.

Perhaps his family wants to see him, too!

Wouldn't that be nice.

A family reunion for Owl.

A family reunion for me?

And to think you knew where to find my relatives all along.

I did? Do?

Ooh, I must get busy and prepare.

This is going to be wonderful.

This reminds me of the coming out party...

Pooh, do you really know where Owl's relations are?

Well, since I know they're not here,

the rest should be easy.

[wind blowing]

What exactly are we doing, Pooh?

Sending invitations to the reunion, of course.

The balloon will carry the invitations to Owl's relatives.

[chuckles] Air mail.

I'm going to help Owl get ready for their visit.

Good idea, Piglet.

I shall wait here for the guests to arrive.

[sighs]

I suppose Owl's relations must be very shy.

or perhaps I didn't use enough postage.

I suppose I'll just have to invite them in person.

[cawing]

Beat it, you flying felons!

Well, I'll be ready for those feather dusters next time.

Hut, two, three, four.

Oh, this is an awful lot of food, Owl.

[laughing]

When owls get together for a hoot,

it pays to have plenty of the proper cuisine on hand.

- Yeah. - Yeah, yeah.

- Pooh: So here you are! - [cawing]

I've been expecting you!

[caws]

You are Owl's relations, aren't you?

[giggling, cawing]

Owl will be so pleased!

Oh, thank you, Pooh, for finding my relatives.

But are you sure these aren't crows?

Nonsense, Piglet.

Why would Pooh invite crows

to my family reunion?

Their "owlness" is unmistakable.

The dignity, bearing, good fellowship,

- taste-- - [crow laughs]

Of course, I'm sure a refresher course

in table manners might not be amiss.

[crows laughing]

Whoa!

Well, I'm sure you and your relations

have a lot to talk about.

Whoops!

Yes, Owl, we hope you'll all be very happy together.

Yes, I hope so, too.

[caws]

I say!

I do believe this is most improper.

- [crash] - [crows laughing]

But then the guest is always right.

Well, it's been a very long day of getting reacquainted.

I'm sure we're all right ready for a good night's sleep.

[cawing]

No? Perhaps a bedtime story?

[cawing]

Well, then what is it you want?

A midnight snack?

I'm afraid your latest repast has totally depleted the latter.

We're out of food.

But we can get some from Rabbit

when I introduce you to him in the morning.

[chuckles] I can't wait

for him to meet some of my relations.

I don't know why you want to meet Rabbit's garden

before you meet Rabbit.

[crows cawing]

I've heard of presenting flowers when introduced,

but vegetables is something entirely new.

And from his own garden, too.

- [alarm ringing] - [crows cawing]

Aha! I've caught those thieves red-handed!

- Owl! - Why, Rabbit, how fortuitous.

I was just dropping by to introduce my relatives.

[crows cawing]

Those pests are with you?

- But-- But-- - And I really must tell you,

I'm not at all impressed with your hospitality.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I must return to my guests.

Relations? Guests? Crows?

What was all that noise, Rabbit?

Owl was here with his relatives,

but they were crows.

Oh, Pooh, I knew it all along.

Oh, my, do you realize what this means?

- Owl's a crow? - No.

But those relatives of his certainly are.

There's only thing to do in a situation like this.

What do you suppose that one thing is, Pooh?

If crows, which Owl thinks are owls,

caused the problem,

the perhaps Owl's,

which crows think are owls, will solve it.

Oh, Pooh, that's a very good idea...

I think.

[laughing]

[bell dinging]

Woot!

[clears throat]

Um, hoot!

Hello, Owl.

It's me, your cousin Dexter.

And your-- [clears throat]

Hoot! Hoot! [chuckles]

...Uncle Torbet.

How wonderful! More family for the reunion.

[caw]

By all means do come in.

Oh, bother.

Oh, dear.

[cawing, laughing]

Oh, I see. That's splendid. A delightful prank.

- Quite the proper spirit and-- - [bell dinging]

More guests?

Oh, well, the more, the merrier. That's my motto.

I say! Who have we here?

Surely you haven't forgotten your own uncle Torbet

and Aunt Ophelia and your cousin Dexter.

My word, you do look familiar.

[caws]

Yikes!

Uh-oh.

[cawing]

[cawing]

My word, never a moment's rest for those three.

Off to some other party, no doubt.

There's no escape now, you imposters!

You can't fool me with those ridiculous owl disguises.

Do you think I was born yesterday?

Did we miss Rabbit's birthday?

[blow lands]

That Rabbit reminds me of Uncle Tucker,

the time he got his beak caught in the corn crib.

Uncle Tucker? Corn crib?

I'm very glad you arrived in time for Owl's family reunion, Rabbit.

- Family reunion? - Isn't it wonderful?

Now we have four times as many stories to listen to.

Yes, wonderful.

Owl: That reminds me of the time Uncle Tucker

spent the summer in that cuckoo's nest.

He never did get over that.

But he builds wonderful clocks now.

Such a pity none of us can tell time.

All: That reminds me of the time...