Original subtitles

[cheerful music]

*

- Oh. - [laughing]

- * Dancing through springtime flowers *

* And rays of summer sun

* Catching white snowflakes on your nose *

* Running through autumn leaves *

* That float from trees on high *

* With our 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: It was a spring morning in the meadow.

The sun rose over the horizon,

sunbeams warming and waking

a sleeping Little Nutbrown Hare.

- [yawning, sighing]

[panting, giggling]

- Hello, flowers.

Hello, green grass.

Hello, big, old, oak tree!

Hello, clouds!

- [chuckles] And hello, you.

- Do you think the clouds heard me?

- Hmm, I don't know, my Little Nutbrown Hare.

They may have if your voice went far enough.

- How will I know how far my voice can go?

I've only ever heard it up close.

- And that's just the way I like it,

up close. - [giggling]

But I really do want to know.

- Well, why don't you find out?

- Hmm.

All right, I will.

Stay there.

Can you hear me?

- Loud and clear.

- How about now?

- Only just!

- How about now?

[sighs]

You couldn't hear me from over there?

- I heard something,

but it was so far away,

I couldn't tell what you said.

- [sighs]

Then the clouds must not have heard me.

They are much further away than the old oak tree.

- Hmm, you may be right, Little Nutbrown Hare,

but I know a special place

where you can make your voice go

further than you ever thought possible.

- Further than the tree?

- Much further.

- Then what are we waiting for?

- Well, all right.

Follow me!

- [gasps]

Something's coming.

- [giggling]

It's me!

- [chuckles] Hello, Little Field Mouse.

- Hello, Little Nutbrown Hare.

Where are you going?

- Big Nutbrown Hare is taking me

to a special place

where my voice can go very, very far.

- I've never thought about how far my voice can go.

Probably quite a long way!

- Definitely further than

most creatures in the meadow,

but if you want to hear it go even further,

you should come with us.

- Yay!

- [chuckling] We've got a bit of

a journey ahead of us yet.

- Let's go.

narrator: It was a long journey to the special place

Big Nutbrown Hare was taking them to.

By the time they got there,

it was already getting quite late in the day.

- Here we are.

both: Wow.

- It's beautiful.

- And that's not all.

Listen to this.

[echoing] Hello!

both: Wow.

- There must be at least

three Big Nutbrown Hares down there.

- We should go and say hello.

They sound very friendly.

- It does sound like that, doesn't it?

But there isn't anybody down there.

What you're hearing is actually just my voice.

- But you're standing here

and those other voices

are coming from all the way down there.

- That's right.

The sound of my voice is bouncing off the rocky walls.

It's called an "echo."

[echoing] An echo!

- Oh. - Wow.

- Try it yourselves.

- Hello!

[echoing] Hello!

[both chuckle]

Is anyone down there?

[echoing] Down there?

- Just us.

[echoing] Echo!

[both laughing]

- I never thought my voice could go so far.

- Maybe even as far as the clouds.

- Wow.

- Speaking of far away things,

we still have a long journey home.

We should set off before it starts getting dark.

- Oh, but can't we make more echoes?

- Now that you know the way,

you can come back here any time you like.

- Yes!

We can come back tomorrow

and show our friends how to make an echo.

- [echoing] Yes!

narrator: The next day,

Little Nutbrown Hare led his friends

through the woods to the special place

Big Nutbrown Hare had shown them.

- Where are you taking us, Little Nutbrown Hare?

- We are taking you to a very special place

where your voice-- - Wait!

Let's make it a surprise.

- Exactly what I was thinking.

Come on!

[all gasp, sigh]

- It is very pretty.

- And that's not all!

[inhaling deeply] - Wait!

I've got a better idea.

How would you like to play a game?

- Ooh, which game?

- It's called...

um...

Try To Find Me.

Little Field Mouse and I

will hide down in the woods

and you two have to find us before...

before...

before the sun goes below the top of these cliffs.

- Doesn't sound too hard.

- We'll see.

Close your eyes and count to ten,

and then you can start.

Both: One acorn, two acorns--

- Come on, Little Field Mouse.

Hurry.

- [panting] They must've finished counting.

We have to find a hiding place.

How's this?

- Pretty good,

but we don't have to hide at all.

- But if we don't hide,

then they will win the game.

- Only if they know which way to go.

- Oh?

- We're over here!

[echoing] Here!

- That was Little Nutbrown Hare.

- Lots of Little Nutbrown Hares.

- Are there other Little Nutbrown Hares?

- If there are, I've never met them.

- Come on, we can ask him when we find him.

Do you see them?

- Not yet.

- Getting closer!

[echoing] Closer!

- Which way?

- Um, every way.

- Let's split up.

We can follow the voices one by one.

[both laughing]

- Come and find us!

[echoing] Find us!

- I thought this game was two versus two.

It's not fair that they brought more friends.

- [giggling]

[echoing] We're not up there!

- Ugh, this game is much trickier than I thought.

- [echoing] We're over here!

- Huh?

- [echoing] No, this way!

[both grunt]

[grunts echoing]

- Did you hear what I just heard?

- I think I did.

[both laughing]

- Hello!

[echoing] Hello!

- [laughs]

So that's how they tricked us.

Well played!

[echoing] Well played!

- [laughs]

We worked out their trick,

but not quick enough to win the game.

- Oh, we lost.

- Maybe,

but you found something

even more special.

[echoing] Your echo!

Hooray! [giggles, cheers echoing]

narrator: After having lots of fun

making echoes, they all journeyed home.

Later that day, Little Nutbrown Hare

enjoyed a lovely sunset with his father.

- After a whole day of echoes,

it feels funny having just one voice.

- [chuckles] Speak for yourself.

[imitates echo] Self, self.

- [giggles]

Guess how much I love you.

You, you.

- Hmm, as much as all the voices

echoing across the whole

meadow, meadow, meadow.

- No.

Only as much as your voice.

- Oh?

- Because that's the voice

I love hearing

most of all, all, all.

- And I yours, my Little Nutbrown Hare.

And I yours,

yours, yours.

female narrator: It was the type of shiny,

autumn day where everything looks brighter

and more colorful than usual,

and the meadow was bubbling with possibilities

for a Little Nutbrown Hare.

- Everything is so pretty.

- [yawning, sighing]

- Hmm.

Has the sky always been that blue?

- You know, I think it is a little extra blue today.

[rustling]

- [giggling]

- [laughs]

Do daisies usually giggle?

- No!

It's me, Little Nutbrown Hare.

- Hello, Little Field Mouse.

- What shall we do today?

Do you want to chase leaves?

- We did that yesterday.

A day like this needs more than just our usual games.

Why don't we go up to the high meadow?

- It looks a long way away.

- It'll be worth it

because there are blackberry bushes up there.

- Yum!

I love blackberries. Yum.

- [laughs] Then that sounds like

a perfect adventure for an awesome day.

- [panting]

This is a long way to go.

- We'll get there, Little Field Mouse.

One step at a time.

- Okay.

One, two, three,

four, five, six,

seven, eight...

104, 105...

[Little Nutbrown Hare exclaiming]

- Wait for me.

- You can do it.

- [grunting]

Who--whoa!

I made it.

- [grunting, groaning]

- Come on, slow coach.

One step at a time.

- Ugh, I'm coming.

My legs just aren't as young as yours.

[grunting, groaning]

[playful music]

*

- We're here!

- [sighing] It's beautiful.

- Oh, look, the rocks are orange.

- Yes, they're covered in lichen.

- The blackberry bushes!

- Oh, goody!

- Last one there is a spotty mushroom!

- All right! - [chuckles]

[both panting, giggling]

- We're both winners

because we've got blackberries.

- Mmm, and lots of them.

- Oh. - Yum.

- Mmm.

- Mmm.

[sighs]

What a feast.

- Mmm-mmm.

- What shall we do now?

- Maybe we need to go back now.

- We've got time to play a game of chasings first.

Come on, can't catch me!

- Yes, I can!

- Whoa! [chuckles]

- Have fun.

Hmm.

- Ha--oh!

- I'm going to get you!

Ah!

Oops.

Sorry, Little Blue Beetle.

- [laughing]

Can't catch me!

Whoa... [chuckles]

- Yes, I can!

[panting]

[groans, sighs]

It started to feel cold all of a sudden.

The meadow is disappearing.

Where are you, Little Nutbrown Hare?

- [chuckles] You're supposed to catch me yourself.

- I can't see you!

It's getting too misty.

- Oh, yes, it is.

- I'm a little bit frightened, Little Nutbrown Hare.

- It's all right, Little Field Mouse.

Stay where you are and keep talking.

I'll follow the sound of your voice.

- What should I say?

- Anything.

Just keep talking.

- Uh, it's misty in the meadow.

The flowers have gone away.

It's misty in the meadow.

Which makes it hard to play.

It's misty in the meadow.

I can hardly see at all.

It's misty in the meadow.

This mist makes me feel small.

- Got you!

- I'm so glad to see you.

- Hold my hand.

We'll find Big Nutbrown Hare.

- What's that?

- It's only me.

[both laughing]

Ooh, this is quite a mist, isn't it?

- I've never seen a mist like this before.

Not from the inside, anyway.

- Everything looks so different,

and it's so quiet.

- How are we going to get home

if we can't see?

- We can't stay here all night.

- [chuckles] Don't worry.

The mist will lift soon.

We'll be fine.

Oh--ah.

I'm sure it won't be that long.

- Will it be as long as it takes

for an autumn leaf to flutter to the ground?

- Maybe a little longer than that.

- Oh, oh!

As long as it takes

for the green tree shoots

to come in the spring?

- No, definitely not that long,

and you know what?

The time will pass even quicker

if we play a game.

- But what can we play?

It's too misty for our usual games.

- [laughs] Yes.

Hide-and-seek would be very easy for the hider.

- And hard for the seeker.

- [chuckles] Very true.

- And I Spy With My Little Eye definitely wouldn't work.

We can't spy anything.

- [gasps] I know.

How about we play

I Don't Spy With My Little Eye.

- Hmm, I've never played that before.

- That's because I just made it up.

- [chuckles] Okay.

How does it work?

- We take it in turns

thinking of something that we can't see

but we know will be there when the mist rises.

- That sounds like fun.

- I'll start.

I don't spy with my little eye...

something blue.

- Hmm.

Is it the sky?

- No.

- The water in the stream?

- No.

A little, blue beetle.

- Oh. [giggles]

My turn.

I don't spy with my little eye

something orange.

- Orange?

A dahlia flower?

- No.

- A maple leaf?

- No.

A boulder covered in orange lichen.

- Oh, that's a good one.

My turn now.

Hmm, I spy with my little eye

something brown.

- Hmm.

Brown.

- Something Nutbrown.

both: A hare!

- Oh, you got it.

You were both very quick with that one.

- Hey, it's getting warmer.

- And lighter.

- Ah, the mist is lifting.

- Look, I can see the holly bush I hid behind.

I couldn't see that a minute ago.

- And there's the boulder

covered in orange lichen.

Hooray!

- And here's the little blue beetle again.

- Hello, Little Blue Beetle.

I hope the mist didn't frighten you.

- Well, we certainly had an adventure

but I think we'd better head home now,

while we can see.

- Coming. - Okay.

[gasps] Wait!

- What is it?

- Look at that.

The sun is shining

with all the colors of the rainbow!

- In a perfect circle.

- Oh, it's beautiful.

- It certainly is.

- That's the best thing about going on an adventure.

You set out looking for blackberries

and end up finding a rainbow.

- You never know what amazing things you'll see.

- Or not see when it's misty.

[all laughing]

narrator: And so, the Nutbrown Hares

and Little Field Mouse made their way back home

just before it got dark.

After a long day of adventure,

they were ready for sleep.

- I wonder what we'll dream about tonight.

- I'm going to dream about a beautiful circle rainbow.

- I'm going to dream about running through the flowers.

- [sighing]

Mmm, blackberries.

- I think Little Field Mouse is already dreaming.

[chuckles]

- Guess how much I love you.

- Hmm, as much as a meadow on high?

- As much as I love seeing the blue in the sky,

the green in the grass, and all the colors

of the awesome flowers when the mist rises.

- Oh, I could've guessed that after all

because that's just how much I love you too.

- [barks, yips]