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[MUSIC PLAYING - "PETER RABBIT THEME SONG"]

(SINGING) Let's go! Peter Rabbit!

Go on and run.

Run for our lives.

We'll tear a hole in every fence and every wall.

Peter Rabbit!

Run through the fields.

Run wild and free.

And grab a piece of every radish that we see.

Peter Rabbit!

Go day and night.

Go for it all.

It's time to fly.

Come on, the wind's begun to blow.

Let's go!

'Cause you and I we weren't made for going slow.

Let's go!

Adventure calls.

The game is on.

Come on!

Let's go!

Peter Rabbit!

Let's go!

Peter Rabbit!

Let's go!

Peter Rabbit!

Let's go!

NARRATOR: The tale of Jeremy Fisher's Recital.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Oh.

Oh, hello, Mum.

You can run, but you can't hide, Peter.

Hide?

I wasn't trying to hide from you, Mum.

But you were trying to avoid Mr. Jeremy

Fisher's musical recital.

Now, I know you'd rather play in the woods all day.

But--

I'd rather do anything to go to that recital.

What was that?

I-- I said, Mr. Fisher's recital, is that today?

Oh, let's go.

Oh, Mum.

I-- I-- I heard that Mr. Fisher lost his voice.

He can't sing a note.

Oh well.

Huh?

Well, I spoke to him this morning, Peter.

And his voice was fine.

Come on this way.

Oh.

Uh.

Maybe it wasn't his voice I heard about.

Maybe it was flies.

Yes.

Flies.

Flies have take it over the lake.

Very biting.

We probably shouldn't go.

And Jeremy Fisher was just telling me how

few flies there are this year.

Now, stop all this fibbing and hurry up.

All our friends are going.

And I don't want to be late.

Hop to it.

I know.

Doesn't it look beautiful?

Absolutely beautiful.

Oh, my.

Someone's taking my chair.

Whoa.

Oh, dear.

This is going to be so much fun.

At least you're here too.

I didn't really want to come.

But Mum and dad told me no strawberry picking

until after the recital.

I couldn't wait to come.

Have you seen the cakes we get to eat afterwards?

Mmm.

Peter, turn around.

It's starting.

[TRUMPET PLAYING]

[GUITAR PLAYING]

I'd like to welcome you all to my recital.

A great poet once said, "If music be the food of love,

play on."

So let's get on with it, shall we?

(SINGING) I'll tell you a story if you wish.

About a lonely old frog in love with a fish.

The fish was silver.

The frog was green.

But he was hooking and she was his queen.

[CHEERING]

Oh.

Oh.

What a horrible racket.

Knock me sideways and call me a river rat.

Look at all that lovely cake.

[CHEERING]

(SINGING) They fell in love under the sky so blue.

A frog and a fish and the pond was there, too.

Mum, Sammy Whiskers is trying to steal the cakes.

Peter, I told you.

No more fips.

But he--

Shhh.

No talking during the performance.

What are we you going to do?

Let's hop to it.

[CHEERING]

Very good.

Thank you, friends.

Thank you.

And now, for my next piece, let's rock out, shall we?

[GUITAR PLAYING]

No.

What?

Those cakes are for us at the recital, Sammy Whiskers.

Gaw.

Bet off.

Hey.

Oh.

What's the big idea?

Benjamin?

Ha?

Uh.

Yeah.

Right.

Oh, come on.

Just a bite.

I haven't eaten since breakfast.

Uh, uh.

No way.

You just try and stop me.

No.

Oh.

You'll be sorry.

Peter, what are you doing over here?

It was Sammy Whiskers.

We stop him for stealing the cakes.

Look!

Uh, uh, really?

Well, I don't see any rats.

I only see three mischievous rabbits

who should be in their seats.

No-good rabbits.

I can only stay go hungry.

What?

Oh.

Hey.

Oh.

What-- what do you think you're doing, Mr. Tod?

Nothing much, Mr. Whiskers.

Just out for a spot of lunch.

I was hoping for rabbit.

But perhaps a well-fed rat would make an easy meal today.

Oh, I'll get the rabbits for you.

I know where-- I can come back a whole bunch of them

easy as pie.

You'd better not be telling me fibs, Whiskers.

No, I'm telling you.

All I've ever you could ever want

right out in the open yard.

Well then, what are you waiting for, dear fellow?

Lead the way.

[TRUMPET PLAYING]

Oh, very good, Mr. Whiskers.

Very good indeed.

A veritable feast just waiting to be gobbled up.

Rabbit for me and cake for you.

Music to my ears, Mr. Tod.

Mum, I think I saw Mr. Tod's tail in the reeds.

For the last time, Peter.

Stop telling fibs.

But I'm not.

I-- I--

Shhh.

No talking during the performance.

And now for my grand finale, a selection from my days

as a ballet dancer.

Always had good legs, you know.

(SINGING) Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.

Hey, listen.

I think I saw something in the reeds.

What?

Just keep your eyes peeled for that sneaky--

Fox!

Oh, no.

Exactly.

How did you know I was going to say--

Fox!

So what's good to eat around here?

Run for the trees!

[COMMOTION]

Oh, my.

Is this part of the show?

Oh, dear.

It's not.

This is the funniest thing I've seen in ages.

Everyone, back to the woods.

Come on, girls!

Peter!

Oh, nice move, Mum.

Take that.

Hey.

Peter, hurry.

Let's go, Benjamin.

You too, Lily.

Fast.

The nerve of that fox.

I doubt he was even invited.

Come along.

Come on now.

No, no, no.

Everyone's escaped.

Not quite everyone.

(SINGING) Tra, la, la, la.

Tra la, la, la.

Tra la, la, la.

As it happens, I do have a delicious

recipe for frogs legs.

Mr. Fisher is in trouble.

(SINGING) Tra, la, la, la

Hungry fox eat frogs.

I need that for a fact.

Rabbits are brave.

Rabbits are brave.

What?

What?

Back off, Mr. Tod.

This show just gets better and better.

Peter Rabbit, always playing the hero.

Sadly, it looks like this will be your last performance.

Oh.

Hurry, Peter.

He's stuck!

What are you going to do, Peter.

We can't find Mr. Tod forever.

A good rabbit never gives up.

Peter Rabbit.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

(SINGING) Stand your ground.

You got no time to get away.

Stand your ground.

Come on, think fast, and you can save the day.

You can't just run.

This game is not done.

You've got to use your wits to get you through.

So stand ground and look around.

I know you've got to think about what to do.

We did it.

Yeah.

Ah, I guess well--

This suit is ruined.

You?

This is all your fault, you snivelling rat.

No, no.

Take it easy, Mr. Tod.

Help!

Yay.

Oh, I knew I was good.

But this-- this is too kind.

Thank you.

Well, perhaps just one more number then.

[GUITAR PLAYING]

I'm sorry, Peter.

I should have believed you about Mr. Whiskers and Mr. Tod.

No.

I'm sorry, Mum.

I shouldn't have made stuff up in the first place.

Oh, Peter.

Shhh.

Please Mrs. Rabbit.

No talking during the performance.

[LAUGHTER]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

(SINGING) Peter Rabbit!

Peter Rabbit!

Peter Rabbit!

Peter Rabbit!

Peter Rabbit!