Original subtitles

[soft music]

- Oh!

[giggling]

♪ Dancing through spring time flowers ♪

♪ Are raised in summer sun

♪ Catching wet snowflakes on your nose ♪

♪ Running through autumn leaves ♪

♪ That float from trees from high ♪

♪ With a love that is bigger than the sky ♪

♪ Guess how much I love you

♪ Guess how much I love you

♪ Guess how much I love you

♪ Guess how much I love you

♪ Guess how much I love you

♪ Guess how much I love you

♪ Guess how much I love you

[soft music]

Follow me.

[twinkling music]

- [Narrator] It was a beautiful spring morning

and as usual Little Nutbrown Hare was up before his father.

- I'm going to find Little Field Mouse.

- Ooh.

Alright my Little Nutbrown Hare.

Have fun, but be back before the sun goes to bed.

- I promise.

[giggling]

[soft music]

[breathing heavily]

Hello, pretty spring flowers.

Hello, Little Buzzing Bee.

Ah, ooh.

Ooh, oh!

[giggling]

Hello tricky log.

Oh!

Hello.

[quaking softly]

My name is Little Nutbrown Hare.

What's yours?

[quaking softly]

Your name is Quack?

[quaking softly]

Was that a yes?

Or a no?

Ooh.

Then what kind of animal are you?

Hmm.

You can't be a hare because,

you haven't got long ears like me.

[quaking softly]

I wonder what you are.

Well it was very nice to meet you Little Yellow, thing.

[chuckling]

Bye.

[quaking softly]

[quaking softly]

Oh, you are following me.

[giggling]

[quaking softly]

I guess you are.

Alright can you do this?

[groaning]

[quaking softly]

[giggling]

But what about this?

[quaking softly]

Aha!

You didn't copy my jump backwards.

Well, thanks for the game.

[quaking softly]

Would you like to come and visit

my friend Little Field Mouse with me?

[quaking softly]

Follow me!

[panting softly]

[quaking softly]

[giggling]

- He follows you everywhere?!

- Everywhere.

He followed me all the way to visit you, Little Field Mouse.

[giggling]

- Hello, what's your name?

[quaking softly]

- That's all he ever says.

I think he's too young to talk.

- Ooh?

Hmm.

Do you know what he is?

- I know he isn't a hare.

Hmm.

Well, I think he's a..

Ooh, I know, he's, probably, ooh.

Well, what-ever-he-is, he can't be a mouse

because he doesn't have whiskers, like me.

[giggling]

- We can't call him what-ever-he-is.

He needs a proper name.

- I know!

I know!

We can call him Little.

- Yes?

Yellow.

- Uh huh?

[sighing]

- I don't know.

[sighing]

You've got to have a name.

Everyone does.

[quaking softly]

- That's it!

- What?

- We'll call him Little Yellow Quack!

- Yay!

Perfect!

What do you think of that, Little Yellow Quack?

[quaking softly]

[giggling]

I think he likes it!

[quaking softly]

- But we still don't know what he is.

Maybe Little Grey Squirrel will know.

- Oh yes.

Let's go find him.

[quaking softly]

- Hm.

Aha!

Hmm.

I see.

Well I've looked at Little Yellow Quack from every side.

- And?

- And I'm sure that he is, a squirrel!

- [Together] A squirrel?

[quacking softly]

- A Yellow Quacking Squirrel, can't you see?

We could be brothers!

- Huh?

- Oh?

[quacking softly]

- Ha, ha.

Just joking!

[laughing]

- A quacking squirrel!

Quack, quack.

[giggling]

[quacking softly]

[laughing]

Ooh.

So do you know what Little Yellow Quack really is?

- Not really, I just know he can't be a squirrel

because he doesn't have a bushy tail.

[quacking softly]

- And squirrels don't quack.

[laughing]

- Sorry, I haven't been much help.

[gasping]

Oh, oh, oh!

Why don't you ask Little Redwood Fox?

She might know what Little Yellow Quack is.

- Good idea.

She knows lots of things.

- She might even know where Little Yellow Quack lives,

then you can take him home.

- Take him home?

Well he's lost isn't he?

- [Together] Lost?

- Poor Little Yellow Quack is lost?

[quacking softly]

- That's why he follows you around.

He's hoping you'll take him home!

- Then that's what we'll do.

Goodbye Little Gray Squirrel!

- Goodbye!

[quacking softly]

- Goodbye!

And good luck with Quack Quack!

[soft music]

- I've no idea where Little Yellow Quack lives.

But I do know he's not a fox.

- Is it his colour?

- Well, yes but.

- Is it his tail?

- That too, but.

- But what, Little Redwood Fox?

- He can't be a fox because foxes don't have wings.

[gasping]

- Wings?

- You're not being tricky are you, Little Redwood Fox?

- Me?

Well not this time.

[sniffing softly]

[quacking softly]

[gasping]

- They are wings.

- Very little wings.

- Birds have wings.

Little Yellow Quack could be some kind of bird.

- A bird?

- Little White Owl's a bird.

Maybe she can tell us where Little Yellow Quack lives.

Let's go!

[quacking softly]

[soft music]

- The sun will be going to bed soon.

- Oh dear.

I promised Big Nutbrown Hare I'd be home by then.

[hooting]

[hooting]

There she is!

Little White Owl!

Little White Owl!

We've got a question for you.

[quacking softly]

[soft music]

- She's too far away, she can't hear us.

- Please!

Little White Owl!

[panting softly]

- Oh no!

Watch out!

The river!

- Whoa, look out!

- What's happened to Little Yellow Quack?

- Look, there he is, in the river.

[quacking softly]

- Wow.

He can swim really well!

- No, he's over there.

- No, look.

[quacking softly]

- Oh.

- Huh?

[quacking softly]

[gasping]

- [Together] Two Little Yellow Quacks!

- Now there's three!

[quacking softly]

- A Big Brown Duck!

- She must be Little Yellow Quack's mother!

- Little Yellow Quack looks so different to Big Brown Duck.

- [Mouse] Not even the same colour.

- Hey!

Little Yellow Quack is really Little Yellow.

- [Together] Duck.

[laughing]

[quacking softly]

[giggling]

- What did he say?

- I think he said, "Thank you for bringing me home.

"I had a really nice day."

[laughing]

- Our pleasure Little Yellow Quack.

Oh, I mean Duck.

- We'll come back and visit soon.

- Oh look, the sun's almost set.

Time to go home.

- Bye, Little Nutbrown Hare, see you tomorrow.

- Goodbye!

- [Narrator] So in the last lingering blow

of the warm spring day, Little Nutbrown Hare

told his father all about his adventure

with Little Yellow Duck.

- And he followed me like I'm following you!

And always with a quack.

[giggling]

- A quack?

And could he follow you when you did this?

[giggling]

- No!

Because he doesn't have ears like you but I do.

[quacking softly]

- I'm very, very proud of you my Little Nutbrown Hare.

The way you looked after that little lost duck.

- Guess how much I love you?

- Hm.

As much as a little duck is yellow?

[quacking softly]

- Oh?

Then as much as little yellow ducks

like to follow Little Nutbrown Hares?

- Quack, quack!

[giggling]

- Hm.

You love me as much as little yellow ducks like to quack!

- Quack, quack, quack!

- Then quack quack quack to you too.

[quacking together]

[giggling]

[soft music]