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 an icy cold winter morning,

and there had been a fresh fall of snow overnight.

When Little Nutbrown Hare woke up,

he was surprised to find

that the entrance to the log was blocked.

- [gasps] Big Nutbrown Hare!

Are you awake?

- [yawning]

- Look, the log's all covered in snow.

How will we get out?

- Don't worry, Little Nutbrown Hare.

This is what Big Nutbrown Hares

have Big Nutbrown legs for.

[grunting]

- You're so clever. - Thank you.

- Oh! Look at all the snow!

[cheery music]

Ha, do you want to play a game now?

- Well, I'd love to, Little Nutbrown Hare.

But I have to gather some yummy food

for us to eat, so why don't you go and play

with one of your friends for a while?

- Okay. Bye.

[laughing]

- Have fun.

[whimsical music]

- Whoa!

A snow mouse?

- Hello, Little Nutbrown Hare.

How are you today? [laughing]

- Uh, I'm...very well, thank you.

- [laughing] It's only me, Little Nutbrown Hare.

- Phew, I thought the snow mouse was talking.

- [laughing]

You looked so surprised.

- [laughing] - Come on.

Let's play.

[laughter]

- Oh. Oh!

[laughter]

Ah! - Whoo! Missed me!

- Ooh! Aw, you got me.

Hey, I just thought of a new game.

- What kind of game?

- You stand behind this line,

and throw your snowball as far as you can.

Whoever throws their snowball the furthest wins.

- That sounds like fun.

I'll go first.

[grunting]

There. Now it's your turn.

- Here goes.

[grunting]

- Whoa! Good throw.

You win, Little Nutbrown Hare.

I'm going to throw much further this time.

Whoa...whoa...whoa!

Oh--ah!

[laughing]

- You went all wibbly-wobbly.

- [sighs]

- Look.

- Yay!

- I'm going to try spinning around too.

Whoa...whoa...uh!

Wow, mine went

even further than yours.

- I think you're much better at this game

than me, Little Nutbrown Hare.

[giggling]

- Hello.

- Hello, you two.

[grunting]

- They want to play the game too.

- Sorry, I think the snowballs

are a bit too big for you.

[sighing]

[giggling]

- Your turn, Little Field Mouse.

- This time, I'm going to do my very best.

Stand back.

Here I come.

Ooh-wa!

- Wow. Great throw.

- Thank you.

- Uh!

Yes!

- You win again.

[sighs]

- That was the biggest throw ever.

Hee, hee, hee. [laughing]

- Can we play something else now?

- But...this is a great game.

Come on, Little Field Mouse.

It's your turn.

- I think I'm going to play with the twins instead.

- Oh.

- Bye.

- But I can't play this on my own.

[whimsical music]

[sighs]

- Oh, you're back early, Little Nutbrown Hare.

Couldn't you find anyone to play with?

- Little Field Mouse played with me for a bit.

But...then she didn't want to play anymore.

- Why not?

- Maybe because I kept winning,

and she kept losing.

I don't think she likes that very much.

- Oh. I see.

Why don't we have something to eat?

Then you and I can play a game.

- What about Little Field Mouse?

- Tell you what:

while we're playing our game,

we'll work out how to fix things with her.

Okay? - Okay.

- But right now, you'd better eat up fast,

before I eat yours too.

- [laughing]

Mmm.

Hmm, what's this game?

- I used to play it with you

when you were little.

- I think I remember.

- I'll go first to remind you how to play.

Ah.

You have to hop in all the squares

except the one your snowball is in.

Hop! Hop! Hop! Hop!

- And you can't put your other foot down

or hop on any lines, right?

- You do remember.

Hop! Hop!

Hop! Hop!

Your turn, Little Nutbrown Hare.

- Huh-uh! Whoa--whoa...

Oh! [laughs]

This is fun.

Wh--whoa--ah.

Here comes a really big hop...

Ha--oh!

[laughter]

- Hmm.

When you were little,

I used to make the squares smaller,

and closer together.

Like this.

- But didn't that make it too easy?

- Well, if the squares were any bigger,

it would've been too hard

for you to play.

- You mean, I would have lost all the time?

- Yes, which wouldn't have been much fun

for either of us.

- But you would have won all the time.

Wouldn't you have liked that?

- Not really.

It's more fun playing a game

that everyone has a chance of winning,

because then everyone can enjoy it.

- [gasps]

- Mm.

Whoop--ooh! Oh.

- [giggling] - Oh.

Where are you going, my Little Nutbrown Hare?

- I just had an idea.

I have to find Little Field Mouse.

But thank you.

- Okay. Bye.

[lively music]

- Oh. [gasps]

[laughing]

*

- [gasps] Oh!

- Hello there, Little Field Mouse.

- [laughing]

* *

Is that you, Little Nutbrown Hare?

[laughter]

*

- Hey, I've got a great idea for a new game.

You stand outside the circle, and throw snowballs--

- Throw snowballs?

- But this time,

you don't have to throw very far.

Just aim for the middle,

and whoever gets the closest wins.

Want to play?

- Um, okay.

- You'll really like this game.

I'm certain.

Ready?

One...two...three...

both: Throw!

- Look. You won.

- Did I?

- You got a bull's-eye.

See?

- Oh! You're right.

I do like this game.

Let's play it again.

Ready?

One...two...

[giggling] - What is it, you two?

[grunting]

- Sorry, but you're a bit too little

for this game as well.

both: Oh.

- Wait.

Why don't we change the game a bit,

and roll the snowballs instead of throwing them?

Then the twins could play too.

- That's a great idea, Little Nutbrown Hare.

- [grunts]

- Just roll the snowball

as close to the middle as you can, okay?

Ready?

One...two...three...

snow roll!

[giggles]

Look! The twins won.

- Yay! Well done.

[giggling]

narrator: That afternoon,

when Big Nutbrown Hare arrived,

everyone was happily playing the game

that Little Nutbrown Hare had invented.

- One...two...three...

snow roll!

narrator: And they were all having

a wonderful time,

no matter whether they won or lost.

- Whoo-hoo!

- Huh, guess how much I love you, Big Nutbrown Hare.

Huh! [giggling]

- More than all the snowballs you threw today?

- No, more than all the snowballs

I've thrown all winter.

[laughter]

- And I love you

more than all the snowballs

I've thrown in all the winters

since I was little.

- Wow.

You're so old,

that must be a whole lot.

- Old, am I?

Well, I'm not too old to tickle you!

[laughter]

narrator: It was a very hot,

still midsummer day,

and all the meadow creatures

were staying out of the beating sun.

Except...

- Yippee, we're going to the river!

- Whee!

There are so many things to do there.

- There are.

And it's a lovely place to relax,

because...phew,

it's hot today.

narrator: Big Nutbrown Hare was hoping

that his son, Little Nutbrown Hare,

and his friend Little Field Mouse,

would enjoy some quiet time

under a cool, shady tree.

[peaceful music]

*

[giggling]

- [laughing]

- Hey, where did he go?

- Oh, he was right here.

- Hmm...

- Here I am! - Whoa!

There you are!

- Big Nutbrown Hare!

Let's play that again.

- Well, if we don't keep going,

we'll never get there.

- [laughing]

Big Nutbrown Hare!

What are you doing?

- That's a funny way to hold a leaf.

- My nose is happy about it,

because now it's in the shade.

- Good idea, Big Nutbrown Hare.

- Ah, and here's some shade

for you, Little Nutbrown Hare.

- Thank you, Little Field Mouse.

both: To the river we go!

It's going to be fun!

Splashing and splishing,

keeping cool in the sun!

Look! A jumping rock!

- Whee! - Careful.

[laughter] - Whoo-hoo!

- Whoo-hoo!

- [laughs] Wait for me.

Whee! Oh!

- Oh, wow!

[laughter]

- [humming]

- Ah! - Whoo-hoo!

- Ah!

[laughter]

- Oh, my turn! Please?

Whee! I love summer!

Ah!

- Watch this.

He--oh!

- And this.

Whoo!

[laughing]

- Wow, wonderful, Little Field Mouse.

- [shivering]

[sighs]

- Whoo! - Yay!

Look at me, Big Nutbrown Hare. - And me!

- I'm looking at you both.

From right here.

[sighs]

[shivering]

- What will we do now?

Let's ask Big Nutbrown Hare.

He always has good ideas.

- What's next, Big Nutbrown Hare?

- Yes, what's next?

- Let's see...

Why don't you...

collect some pebbles and skip them

across the top of the water.

- Great idea!

[playful music]

*

I'm going to skip this all the way to...

to...

the meadow.

Ready?

- Yes.

- Ah!

[laughter]

Your turn.

- I'm going to skip this all the way

to the other side of the woods.

Ah!

- Nearly.

[laughter]

Together this time.

- Okay. Ready?

One...two...three!

- Ah!

- Yay! - We did it!

What will we do now?

- Hmm... - Hmm...

both: [gasp] Big Nutbrown Hare!

- [chuckles] Mm. Oh!

both: What will we do now, Big Nutbrown Hare?

- [sighs]

Let's try something different.

- Yes.

- Let's sit quietly and listen

to all the wonderful sounds

around us.

- Huh?

- You mean,

do nothing?

- Mm, well I'm not really doing anything,

and look at how happy I am.

Ah.

Oh, this is great.

- That's only fun for Big Nutbrown Hares.

Not for us.

- [kisses]

All right. Well...

Come and lie down here next to me.

- Lying down doesn't sound like fun.

- Is this another "not moving around"

sort of thing to do?

- Look up,

and tell me what you see.

- Clouds.

- A lot of clouds.

- What sort of clouds?

- Floaty, and drifty,

and...white.

- They're all different shapes.

Oh, uh, I think that one looks like...

a fluffy fish!

- And now, there's a funny bird.

- That one is like

a Little Nutbrown Hare.

- Hmm.

It could be a Little Field Mouse.

- [sighs] I like looking at clouds.

- Me too.

[bird chirping]

- What was that? - It's a bird!

- A very special bird.

[curious music]

If we speak softly,

we won't scare her.

[chirping]

- Why is she special?

- Quails only visit

in the summer.

[chirping]

- Why haven't we ever seen a quail before?

- Because they are secretive,

and very good at hiding.

I haven't seen one for a long, long time.

- I'm very glad we got to see the special quail.

[splashing]

[curious music]

*

Oh, baby terrapins!

- They look like little turtles.

- That's just what they are.

[gasps] Look, they're joining their mother

in the water for their very first swim.

- One...two...

three... - Four...

five...

[giggling] six!

*

- Look, there's seven!

- [laughing] It doesn't want to get left behind.

*

both: Wow.

- Anyone hungry?

Should we think about going home soon?

- Ah.

We are seeing such wonderful things here by the river.

- I think we should stay

for a little while longer.

[bird singing]

- [gasps] What was that?

*

- Oh. Oh! Oh, oh.

Oh!

[singing]

both: Ah.

[singing]

- What a lovely song.

- Mm, yes, it's singing for its friends.

- Will we see them too?

- I don't think so.

These are very rare.

I've never, ever seen one until now.

- Big Nutbrown Hare has never,

ever seen one!

[singing]

- That was amazing.

- Big Nutbrown Hare knows all the best things

to do at the river.

- And now, you do too.

- Yay! - Yes, we do!

[laughter]

*

narrator: And so, Big Nutbrown Hare

and Little Nutbrown Hare

arrived back home

after their lovely, cool day

by the river.

- Oh, I'm hot again, Big Nutbrown Hare.

- Ooh, I'm so hot,

I feel like I'm carrying

a small Nutbrown Hare on my shoulders.

- Yeah, you are!

You've got me on your shoulders.

- Aha! Oh.

So I have.

Well, oh--ah! - Whoa!

- Well, we're nearly home,

so you can walk the rest of the way.

- Ah, I wish we could jump into the river again.

And get cool before bedtime.

What?

What are you looking at, Big Nutbrown Hare?

- Well, clouds make

interesting shapes to look at,

but they also tell you

what sort of weather is coming.

- Really? - Yes.

These clouds are gray and low, which means...

- Oh!

Which means

it's going to rain.

It's lovely.

- Lovely and cool.

both: Ah.

- Guess how much I love you.

- As much as all this cool rain

on a hot summer's day?

- Much more.

- As much as seeing lots of wonderful things

by the river?

- As much as just being with you.

- Ah.

[serene music]

[cheerful music]

*

[barking]