Original subtitles

[upbeat music]

*

- [gasps] Oh.

- [chuckles]

- * Dancing through springtime flowers *

* And races on the sun

* Catching white snowflakes on your nose *

* Running through autumn leaves *

* That float from trees on 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

female narrator: The early-morning sun

had just begun to warm the meadow.

It was the start of a long, hot day.

One full of wonder and surprise

for the Nutbrown Hares.

- Ooh!

Big Nutbrown Hare, are you asleep?

- [yawns] Yes, fast asleep.

Why aren't you?

- There's something tickly on my nose.

[chuckles]

[panting]

[chuckles]

Good morning, Little Yellow Butterfly.

[chuckles]

- [yawns]

- Where did it go?

Uh, there it is.

[playful music]

* *

Oh.

Huh?

Oh, look, the flower's smiling.

- It is.

I never thought of it like that.

- Maybe all the other flowers in the meadow

are smiling too.

[laughing]

Oh!

They are smiling.

- Boo! - Whoo!

[chuckles] Hello, Little Field Mouse.

- Let's play.

- Yes. Follow me.

[playful music]

[panting]

Let's play "jump over the grass."

[grunts] [both chuckle]

[panting]

Whoa!

- [croaks] - Oh!

- [croaks] - [laughing]

[both laughing]

That was too high for me, Little Nutbrown Hare.

- Oops, sorry.

[both laughing]

- Now let's play "hide in the hedge."

[grunts]

- [chuckles]

Oh.

I can't fit in there. I'll get stuck.

- Boo! - Oh!

[both laughing]

[playful music]

*

Oh.

Then how about "climb the tree"?

[grunts]

[chuckles] - Wait.

I'm not very good at climbing.

- There's knobs all the way up the trunk.

Use them to help you.

- [chuckles]

[grunting]

Oh, you're right.

It's easy.

[both sigh]

Look, berries.

- Oh.

They're too high up to reach.

- Oh.

How will we get back down?

- Uh...

[gasps] That's how.

[laughing] Whee!

- Whoa!

Whoa-ho! [both chuckling]

both: Again!

[both laughing]

- I love this tree.

It's my most favorite tree ever.

- Mine too.

[laughter]

[playful music]

[soft music]

*

- Whee! [chuckles]

[panting] I'm puffed.

- Me too. [sighs]

- It's so hot.

Ahh. [sighs]

That breeze is nice.

- Mmm. It's lovely.

- [gasps] Look.

[thunder rumbles]

- A storm is coming. We'd better go home.

- Oh. Do we have to?

I want to keep playing.

- We can come back after the storm.

Big Nutbrown Hare.

We found the most amazing tree.

- It's our favorite tree.

We climbed up it like this. [chuckles]

- And then slid down it--

- Like this. Whee!

- [chuckles] Oh, that does sound like fun.

[thunder rumbles]

- Oh, a flower.

Is it sad? - It just needs water.

It's a hot day.

And it's about to get a good drink now.

Let's go and find somewhere to stay dry.

[thunder rumbles]

[thunder booms]

- Oh. [chuckles]

Make way for me.

- Hello, Little Redwood Fox.

- And me. [chuckles]

- Little Gray Squirrel.

The rain is so heavy.

[thunder booms]

- And the lightning's so bright.

- It's a mighty big storm.

[wind blowing]

[thunder booms]

[soft music]

*

- [inhales deeply] Everything smells so clean.

- And it looks really shiny.

- Look, some branches have blown off.

[birds chirping]

- Look, the birds are playing.

- Let's play too. - Oh, yes.

In our favorite tree.

- Yes. Just wait till you see it.

Come on. [chuckles]

[playful music]

[laughter] - Follow me. It's this way.

- Oh. [chuckles]

The flower is smiling again.

- Little Nutbrown Hare.

- See you later, little purple flower.

[chuckles]

*

both: Oh, no.

- What happened to our favorite tree?

- It looks like it was struck by lightning.

- Can lightning make a whole tree fall down?

- It can. And so can the wind.

- The storm broke our tree.

both: Oh.

- Oh. We can't have fun now.

- No fun?

Are you sure?

There must be some fun you can find.

- Hmm.

Maybe.

All those leaves.

They look...

like a hedge now?

[playful music]

- What's he doing?

- Boo! [chuckles]

- Oh! [laughter]

- Oh.

Oh, these berries look delicious.

Can we eat them?

- Yes, they're mulberries.

Very good to eat.

- We couldn't reach them before.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hup, hup, hup.

all: Mmm.

- These roots look like a whole different tree.

- An upside-down tree.

[laughter]

- Hey, this branch is bouncy.

Whee! [laughing]

This is still my most favorite tree ever.

[chuckles] Whoo-hoo!

all: Yay!

- It's not the same favorite tree.

It's even better now.

- Let's play hide-and-seek.

You're it, Little Nutbrown Hare.

- One mulberry,

two mulberries,

three mulberries...

[whimsical music]

*

Ready or not, here I come.

[chuckles]

*

narrator: Everyone enjoyed the favorite tree

for the rest of that day.

They played and played until the sky turned pink

and the first star appeared

and sparkled above them.

Finally, it was time for a tired Little Nutbrown Hare

and his father to go home.

- [sighs]

I wish today didn't have to end.

- You weren't disappointed that your favorite tree feel down?

- Well, yes.

But then we found different fun things to do.

And that was even better.

- So something you thought was bad

turned out to be good.

- Yes. That's just what happened.

Can we look at the flower?

- Yes.

- [panting]

Oh.

It's all closed up.

- That's what flowers do at night.

- Good night, little purple flower.

But it's okay, Big Nutbrown Hare.

It means we get to watch it smile again in the morning.

- I'll look forward to that.

- [grunts] Ah.

- Oh.

Guess how much I love you.

- As much as all the fun we had today?

- Today, tomorrow... - Whoa!

- And all the fun days yet to come.

- That is a lot.

[both laughing]

- Whoo!

[both laughing]

narrator: It was a golden autumn afternoon,

the time of day when the Sun starts to set.

The Nutbrown Hares start making their way towards home.

But there was still time for one last game along the way.

- Little Field Mouse, where are you?

[playful music]

[chuckles]

Got you! - [croaks]

- Oops. - [croaks]

- Sorry, Big Brown Frog.

I thought you were somebody else.

[chuckles]

Did you see where Little Field Mouse went?

- I have no idea.

There are so many places

for a little field mouse to hide.

[rustling] - [giggles]

- I can hear giggling.

- [giggles] I'm here!

[both laughing]

- You're so good at hiding,

you can hide even when you don't mean to.

My turn to hide now.

- All right. One autumn leaf,

two autumn leaves,

three autumn leaves,

four autumn leaves... - [grunting]

- Five autumn leaves. - Oh.

[shimmering tone]

- Ready or not, here I come.

- Look. - Hey.

You're meant to be hiding.

- There's a spider here.

And it's flying.

- I didn't know spiders could fly.

- Are you sure it's flying?

Don't get too close.

- [chuckles] It's good to stay away

from things with more legs than you.

- It's not flying.

Look. - It's drifting...

on a strand of silk.

- Silk? What's that?

- Spiders make silk.

They spin the silk out in long, thin threads.

- What's it doing now?

- It's weaving a web.

That's how spiders catch their food--

with a sticky, silk web.

- Wow. That's very clever.

[cheerful music]

*

- It looks like a lot of work.

I'm glad we can just eat berries and grass shoots.

- So am I. Let's go home.

We have autumn berries for dinner.

- Yum! - Come on, Little Field Mouse.

First one home gets the biggest berry.

[chuckles] - Hey, wait for me.

[cheerful music]

*

- [yawns]

- Good morning! - Whoa!

[both laughing]

- Do you want to come and play?

- Oh, yes. May I, Big Nutbrown Hare?

- Of course. You run along and have fun.

I'll see you later.

- Race you to the river bank.

[both laughing]

[playful music]

Can't catch me. - Watch out!

- Wh--

Oh. - Wow.

So sparkly.

- I never knew that a spider's web

could be so pretty.

Oh. Oh!

- Ow! - Oh, sorry.

- Watch out for the web!

- Oh, oh!

- [gasps] Oh, it's stuck to your back.

- [gasps] Oh, no. I've ruined it.

All that poor spider's hard work.

- Hmm.

Don't worry. We can make a new one.

- Really? - Only thing is...

we don't know how to make silk.

- We could try using something else.

Let's see what we can find.

[cheerful music]

*

We need something long...

that we can weave together.

- What about a stick?

- Maybe.

[both grunting]

Whoa! - Ah!

- Not bendy enough.

- And too stick-ish.

*

Trying to make a spider's web is trickier than I thought.

- Yes, it is.

I'm going to do some hard thinking.

[sighs] Hmm.

- What are you doing, Little Nutbrown Hare?

- Thinking hard, like Big Nutbrown Hare does.

- [chuckles] I'll try it too.

[chuckles]

[soft music]

- [chuckles] Stop that!

I'm trying to think.

[laughing] Little Field Mouse,

stop tickling me.

- But I'm not tickling you. - Huh?

- [chuckles]

It's this grass.

It's long and thin and bendy.

It might be good for making a web.

- Lying down and thinking hard sure does work.

[cheerful music]

*

- [grunting]

Ah.

[grunting] Ah.

- [sighs]

- [grunts] - [chuckles]

Hello. What are you two up to?

- Little Gray Squirrel, we're making a spider's web.

- Oh, can I help?

- Thank you.

- Here's another one.

*

- Now we need to weave more grass

into a pretty pattern.

*

- Mm?

*

- There. It looks quite good.

- [hooting]

Hello. - Hello, Little White Owl.

We're building a spider's web.

Oh. - Oh, dear.

- It's not supposed to do that.

- The web is not staying woven

because the grass is not sticky.

- Huh?

- Spider silk is sticky.

[chuckles]

- That's true.

It stuck to your fur when you walked into it.

- How can we make our web sticky?

- I know something that's sticky--tree sap.

- Yeah.

- Oh, look, there's a break here.

I'll scratch the old sap away.

- Here, catch the sap in this leaf.

Ew!

It's sticky, all right. [chuckles]

- Oh, we're back.

- Let's start weaving.

[cheerful music]

*

- [exhales sharply] How does it look?

- Almost as pretty as the spider's.

- I think she's going to love her new web.

- [chuckles] We'd better get clean.

- We are a little grassy, aren't we?

- It won't come off.

- [chuckles] Here, let me help.

- And I'll get this piece off you.

[both grunting]

- It's really stuck, isn't it?

- Pull harder.

[both grunting]

both: Whoa! Oh!

- Oh, no, we're caught.

- [gasps] - Here.

Here. [all grunting]

Oh, no. - [chuckles]

Now we're stuck too.

- Oh, dear. What if we miss dinner?

- Hello.

What's going on here?

- We accidentally broke the spider's web,

so we made her a new one.

- So I see.

- What do you think? - It catches things.

- It certainly does. [chuckles]

And it's a beautiful web.

But would you like some help getting out?

all: Yes, please. [laughter]

- Look.

The spider has built another web.

- Wow. Now, that's a good web.

Spiders are much better at making webs

than little nutbrown hares and little field mice.

- Oh, very true.

Spiders build their webs again every evening.

So she's had lots more practice than you.

- Every evening?

So she won't be cross about you breaking her web yesterday,

Little Nutbrown Hare.

- That's a relief.

narrator: The little spider was wide awake,

but Little Nutbrown Hare and his friends

were all very tired.

- [yawns]

Good-bye.

all: Good-bye. - Bye.

narrator: He waved good-bye

and started to make his way back home with his father.

- [humming] - Oh.

Guess how much I love you.

- As much as all the sap in a maple tree?

- No, more.

- As much as all the barley grass in the meadow?

- No, even more.

I love you as much

as all the stickiness in a spider's web.

So that when I hug you,

I'll stick on and hug you forever.

- Really?

That's just how much I love you too.

[both chuckle]

[dog barks]