Original subtitles

[soothing music]

- ♪EASY LIVIN' ♪

♪EASY, LAZY LIVIN' ♪

♪AMBLIN', RAMBLIN' ♪

♪AND ROMPIN' IN THE SUN ♪

♪ON THE DOUBLE ♪

♪MAKIN' TRACKS FOR TROUBLE ♪

♪NEVER CARIN' ♪

♪JUST CALLIN' TROUBLE FUN ♪

♪EASY LIVIN' ♪

♪EASY, LAZY LIVIN' ♪

♪GOT NO WORRIES ♪

♪NO, NOT A SINGLE CARE ♪

♪MISCHIEF MAKERS ♪

♪PAIR OF HANDOUT TAKERS ♪

♪EASY LIVIN' ♪

♪COMES EASY TO A BEAR ♪

♪

- HIGH IN THE NORTHERN HALF OF WESTERN UNITED STATES,

THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS RISE MORE THAN 8,000 FEET

TO FORM THE CONTINENTAL DIVIDE.

HERE LIE SOME TWO MILLION ACRES OF NATURAL WONDERS--

YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK.

AT THIS ALTITUDE, WINTER COMES EARLY.

BY MID-NOVEMBER, THE ENTRANCE GATES ARE DESERTED,

AND THE PARK IS EMPTY.

IN YELLOWSTONE, ONLY THE GEYSERS ARE ACTIVE.

EVERY 64 1/2 MINUTES,

OLD FAITHFUL GEYSER SENDS A CLOUD PLUME

150 FEET INTO THE AIR.

AND THE STEAM FROM 10,000 LESSER GEYSERS

DRIFTS THROUGH THE WINTERBOUND SILENCE.

BY LATE MAY, THE SNOW IS GONE FROM THE LAND.

AND NOW THE PARK BEGINS TO STIR WITH LIFE.

[bear growling]

OF COURSE, SOME OF THE RESIDENTS FIND THE FIRST STIRRING

JUST A LITTLE ON THE CREAKY SIDE.

AND THIS YEAR ONE OF THE CREAKIEST

WAS THE BIG SHE-BEAR

THE PARK RANGERS HAD NAMED NOKOMIS.

THE YEARS HAD BEGUN TO CATCH UP WITH NOKOMIS.

TWO WEEKS BEFORE, SHE'D BROUGHT FROM THE DEN

WHAT WAS PERHAPS HER LAST PAIR OF CUBS.

[cubs growling softly]

THE TWINS, TUFFY AND TUBBY,

HAD BEEN BORN DURING THE WINTER HIBERNATION.

BY THE TIME SPRING ROLLED AROUND,

THEY WERE BIG ENOUGH TO SLIP OUT FOR EARLY MORNING CUB SCOUTING

BEFORE THE DEN MOTHER WAS EVEN UP AND AROUND.

- [growling]

- THERE WAS NO DANGER IN SIGHT,

SO NOKOMIS SET OUT TO TAKE HER MORNING THERAPY--

SOAKING HER TIRED OLD BONES

IN THE GEYSER-WARMED WATER OF A NEARBY RIVER.

NOKOMIS' CUBS WERE ABOUT AS MUCH ALIKE

AS THE OPPOSITE SIDES OF A COIN.

TUFFY NEVER SAW ANYTHING WITHOUT WANTING IT

AND SELDOM WANTED ANYTHING WITHOUT GETTING IT.

- [growling softly]

- TUBBY, ON THE OTHER HAND, WANTED JUST TWO THINGS--

FOOD AND SLEEP.

RIGHT NOW BROTHER TUFFY WAS HANKERING FOR A PINE CONE.

- [growling]

- NOT JUST ANY PINE CONE--

TUFFY WANTED THAT...CONE...RIGHT...THERE.

- [growling]

[both growling]

- THAT HAD BEEN JUST A LITTLE MORE FRACAS

THAN TUBBY COULD HANDLE.

AND AS USUAL, HE CARRIED HIS COMPLAINT TO MOTHER.

- [growling]

[skunks squeaking]

- TUBBY WASN'T EASY TO SIDETRACK.

BUT THAT STRANGE SQUEAKING

WAS ENOUGH TO RAISE HIS NATURAL CURIOSITY.

- [continue squeaking]

- AMONG THE YOUNG IN NATURE, THERE ARE FEW ENEMIES.

BUT MAYBE THE BABY SKUNK DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT THAT.

AND TUBBY ONLY KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING UP THERE

THAT WOULD CERTAINLY BEAR LOOKING INTO.

IN THE MEANTIME, DOWN BELOW,

FROM BABY NUMBER ONE, AN S.O.S. WENT OUT.

MAMA SKUNK GOT THE MESSAGE

AND CAME BACK TO MOVE HER BABIES.

- [squeaking]

- SHE'D HAVE TO CARRY THEM ONE AT A TIME.

SO WHILE TUBBY KEPT STRUGGLING WITH HIS ENTRANCE EXAMINATION,

MAMA WAS MAKING HER FIRST TRIP.

- [grunting]

- [squeaking]

- TUBBY HAD ATTACKED HIS PROBLEM FROM ALL POSSIBLE ANGLES

BY THE TIME MAMA CAME BACK FOR THE SECOND LOAD.

AND THAT WAS JUST ABOUT WHEN THINGS

STARTED TO GO WRONG FOR TUBBY.

- [crying]

- WELL, SHE WAS LEAVING THE DEN ANYWAY.

MIGHT AS WELL LET THIS BIG LOUT HAVE IT.

[suspenseful music]

- [growls loudly]

- TUBBY WAS JUST A LITTLE AROMATIC

AND COULDN'T EVEN GET CLOSE TO HIS OWN BROTHER.

- [growling]

- AS A MATTER OF FACT, IT WASN'T TOO PLEASANT

BEING SO CLOSE TO HIMSELF.

WELL, HE KNEW WHERE TO GO WITH HIS TROUBLES.

WHEN EVERYBODY ELSE TURNS YOU DOWN,

THERE'S ALWAYS ONE A FELLA CAN COUNT ON.

WHEN IT COMES TO UNDERSTANDING AND SYMPATHY,

YOU GOT TO HAND IT TO MOM.

ONLY THIS TIME, MOM HANDED IT RIGHT BACK.

IT WAS ON THIS DAY THAT NOKOMIS BEGAN AN ANNUAL BUSINESS TRIP.

THE BUSINESS WAS FOOD,

TO BE PROVIDED IN COPIOUS QUANTITIES

BY THE GREAT AMERICAN PUBLIC.

OPENING DAY OF THE PARK WAS NEAR,

AND NOKOMIS WAS DETERMINED TO BE ON HAND AS USUAL

FOR THE BIG HANDOUT.

OF COURSE, THERE WAS PLENTY OF STOPS ALONG THE WAY,

PARTICULARLY IF AN OLD LOG LOOKED LIKE IT MIGHT BE LOADED

WITH ANTS, BEETLES, MULLET GRUBS,

AND OTHER NATURAL BEAR FOOD.

NOKOMIS WAS JUST ABOUT TO TURN UP SOMETHING INTERESTING

WHEN TUFFY HAPPENED ALONG.

HE WAS JUST AN INNOCENT BYSTANDER,

BUT HE TOOK THE WRAP FOR MOM'S BAD AIM.

- [growling] - [whimpers]

- THE MORE SHE THOUGHT

ABOUT MISSING THAT MOUSE, THE MADDER IT MADE HER.

- [growls loudly

- [whimpering]

- TO GET THE BLAME AND MISS THE GAME WAS NOT FOR TUFFY.

IF TUBBY WANTED THAT MOUSE, HE'D HAVE TO FIGHT FOR IT.

[both growling]

- [squeaks]

[both continue growling]

- [growls]

- [squeaks]

- [growls]

- UH-OH, WHICH WAY TO THE NEAREST TREE?

OF COURSE, THE CUBS DIDN'T KNOW

THAT NOKOMIS COULDN'T CARE LESS ABOUT ONE SMALL MOUSE.

THERE WAS A SUMMER-LONG FEAST IN HER FUTURE

AND STILL A FAR PIECE TO TRAVEL.

THERE ARE FIVE ENTRANCES INTO YELLOWSTONE PARK.

SOMETIME AROUND MAY 1ST, WEATHER PERMITTING,

THE RANGERS OFFICIALLY OPEN ALL THE GATES,

AND THE SUMMER SEASON IS ON.

NEARLY TWO MILLION PEOPLE VISIT YELLOWSTONE PARK EACH YEAR.

THEY PAY THREE DOLLARS PER CAR FOR A PERMIT,

AND IT'S GOOD FOR 15 DAYS.

ALONG WITH THE PASS

GOES A FOLDER FULL OF FACTS ON THE PARK,

INCLUDING SOME GOOD SUGGESTIONS

ON HOW TO GET ALONG WITH THE WILDLIFE.

INSIDE THE PARK,

THERE'S EVEN MORE OF THE SAME INFORMATION.

UNFORTUNATELY, TOO MANY PEOPLE

PAY LITTLE ATTENTION TO THESE SIGNS,

AND THAT SUITS THE BEARS JUST FINE.

NOW, JUST ABOUT EVERY BEAR IN THE PARK

HAS TAKEN UP HIS REGULAR STATION

AND IS WAITING TO START WORKING THE TOURIST TRADE.

SOME POLISH THEIR CAR-STOPPING CAPERS WHILE THEY WAIT.

STILL, OTHERS FIND FAVORITE VANTAGE POINTS,

WHERE THEY'LL BE SURE TO SPOT THE CHUCK WAGONS

WHEN THEY COME INTO VIEW.

SOON THE FIRST CAR APPEARS.

THE FIRST HIGHWAYMAN MAKES HIS MOVE,

AND THE BIG MOOCH IS ON.

PARKING A PAIR OF CUBS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD

AND ACTING MOTHERLY

IS GUARANTEED TO GET RESULTS.

BUT AS SOON AS THE CAR STOPS, IT'S EVERYONE FOR HIMSELF.

THE MOOCHERS COME IN TWO BASIC SIZES--

BIG AND LITTLE.

BEFORE LONG, ROADSIDE BUSINESS REALLY STARTS PICKING UP.

AND THE TRAFFIC GETS SNARLED

INTO WHAT THE RANGERS CALL A BEAR JAM.

AN OLD BEAR CAN BE MIGHTY APPEALING,

BUT THE ONES TO WATCH ARE THE SECOND-STORY MEN.

THE CUBS USUALLY PUT ON THE BEST SHOW.

BUT MOTHER BEAR IS NEVER VERY FAR BEHIND.

AND THAT'S IMPORTANT TO REMEMBER,

BECAUSE IT'S DOWNRIGHT DANGEROUS

TO COME BETWEEN A SHE-BEAR AND HER CUBS.

- [growling loudly]

- MOST OF THE FIRST-TIME TOURISTS

JUST WANT TO BE FRIENDLY.

BUT EVEN THE BEARS TAKE A DIM VIEW OF THINGS

WHEN FAMILIARITY GOES TOO FAR.

- [grunting, growling]

- NOW, THE CLOSER YOU GET TO A BEAR,

THE LESS REASON THERE IS FOR STAYING THERE.

AND THAT WAS TOO CLOSE FOR THE RANGERS.

IT WAS TIME TO BREAK UP THIS BEAR JAM.

OF COURSE, THE BEARS DON'T LIKE TO SEE A GOOD THING GO.

THEY'D JUST AS SOON HANG ON A LITTLE LONGER,

ESPECIALLY OLD TWINKLE TOES HERE.

ONE LAST FLING--

THAT'S ALL TILL THE NEXT BEAR JAM FORMS.

NOW, THE MAIN SCENIC HIGHWAY IN YELLOWSTONE

IS THE GRAND LOOP.

IT'S 142 MILES AROUND,

AND IT CARRIES MOST OF THE TRAFFIC THROUGH THE PARK.

BUT THERE ARE SIDE ROADS THAT AREN'T WELL-TRAVELED,

AND A LONG ONE OF THESE

IS A PLACE WHERE NOKOMIS ALWAYS CAME TO MOOCH.

THE FLOW OF TOURISTS WAS GOING STRONG,

AND ALREADY THEY'D HAD SEVERAL CUSTOMERS,

AND BUSINESS JUST KEPT ROLLING IN.

- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR! - WELL, I'LL BE DARNED.

- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR!

- BUT WE DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO FEED THEM.

- WELL, WE HAVE MARSH--MARSHMALLOWS

IN--IN THE TRAILER.

- OH, SURE, I GUESS WE DO. I FORGOT ABOUT THOSE.

ALL RIGHT, COME ON, GET OUT AND GET THEM.

- [giggling] - NOW, BE REAL CAREFUL.

THAT'S RIGHT.

- WELL, YOU JUST CAN'T KEEP SAYING NO TO THE KIDS

WHEN EVERYBODY'S SUPPOSED TO BE ENJOYING THE VACATION.

IF THE YOUNGSTERS WERE WILLING TO GIVE UP A MARSHMALLOW ROAST,

DAD WAS READY TO FORGET ALL THE WARNINGS

ABOUT NOT FEEDING THE BEARS.

- [giggling]

- OKAY, YOU KIDS GET IN THE CAR, WILL YOU?

HONEY, I THINK I'D BETTER FEED THE BEAR.

- GO ON, DAD.

- OH, LOOK AT DADDY.

WE OUGHT TO GET A PICTURE OF HIM DOING THIS.

- [giggling] WE LOVE BEARS.

- [laughing]

- BEARS DON'T HAVE ANY TEETH.

- OH, THEY DO TOO.

- BUT WHERE? - THEY'VE GOT LOTS OF TEETH.

- WELL, THEIR MOUTHS DON'T OPEN.

- SURE HIS MOUTH OPENS. LOOK AT IT.

[bear whimpers]

- [growling softly]

- NOW, A BIG DANGER OF FEEDING BEARS

IS ACCIDENTALLY TEASING ONE, LIKE THIS.

- SORRY, THAT'S ALL THERE IS, OLD GIRL.

THERE ISN'T ANY MORE.

HONEY, THESE BEARS ARE ALMOST TAME.

THEY'D MAKE PRETTY GOOD PETS.

- [growls] - JACK, LOOK OUT!

- [growls]

[cloth tearing] - STOP IT! STOP!

STOP! GET AWAY FROM ME!

STOP! STOP!

- QUICK, JACK!

DEAR, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

- I'M OKAY, BUT LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

- ABOUT A HALF A MILE FURTHER ALONG,

THE FAMILY PULLED INTO A PUBLIC CAMPGROUND.

THERE ARE ABOUT 70 OF THEM IN THE PARK,

WITH OVER 2,200 CAMPING SITES.

NOW, PROBABLY A HALF MILLION PEOPLE

USE THESE PLACES DURING A SEASON,

BUT NOT MANY FAMILIES DRIVE IN

WITH A GRUB BOX FULL OF BEAR CUBS.

BUT JUST THIS ONE CARLOAD WAS ENOUGH,

CONSIDERING THE WAY EVERYTHING TURNED OUT.

- OH, I HOPE WE CAN FIND A CAMPSITE.

THE KIDS ARE TIRED, AND I'M WORN OUT.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

- TO GET THE BUCKET. IT SHOULD BE IN HERE SOMEWHERE.

- WELL, IT WAS SITTING RIGHT THERE.

THERE IT IS. - HERE, GET SOME WATER

FOR THE COFFEE WHILE I SEE THE RANGER, WILL YOU?

- OKAY. COME ON, KIDS.

COME ON.

- NO ONE EVEN KNEW THERE WERE BEAR CUBS IN THE CAMPGROUND.

MOST OF THE CAMPERS WERE LISTENING TO A RANGER

WHO WAS GIVING A TALK ON WILDLIFE

AND POINTS OF INTEREST IN THE PARK.

THEN TUBBY SPOTTED ANOTHER YOUNGSTER

THAT, LIKE HIMSELF,

DIDN'T SEEM TO BE GETTING TOO MUCH ATTENTION.

- [suckling]

- WELL, EVERYTHING WENT ACCORDING TO FORMULA.

TUBBY HAD IT, SO TUFFY WANTED IT.

- [whimpers]

[both growling loudly]

- [suckling]

- AS USUAL, TUFFY WON OUT.

TUBBY TOOK OFF TO TATTLE-TALE TO MOM.

TUFFY FIGURED MAYBE HE'D BETTER REPORT TO MOTHER TOO.

TROUBLE WAS THEY WERE HEADED IN THE WRONG DIRECTION.

NOKOMIS HAD FOLLOWED THE ROAD

AND SKIRTED AROUND THE CAMPGROUND.

THERE, SHE'D PICKED UP THE SCENT OF HER CUBS,

AND IT LED HER TO THE TRAILER.

HER YOUNG WERE IN THERE SOMEWHERE.

SHE WAS CERTAIN OF THAT.

AND SHE WAS GOING TO GET THEM OUT, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER.

[clattering]

WHILE THINGS WERE FALLING APART OVER AT THE TRAILER,

THE FATHER WAS TALKING TO JOE, THE RANGER,

ABOUT A CAMPSITE FOR THE NIGHT.

IN THE MEANTIME, ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE CAMPGROUND,

TUBBY AND TUFFY MOVED INTO NEW TERRITORY.

- [happily whistling Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah]

- WHEN THEY COULDN'T FIND NOKOMIS,

THEY DECIDED TO KEEP POKING AROUND

ON THEIR OWN FOR A WHILE.

THAT COULD LEAD TO TROUBLE...

AND IT DID.

[loud clattering] - WHAT THE...?

HEY, WAIT! WAIT!

COME BACK! MY TRAILER! WAIT, STOP!

HOLD IT!

STOP!

HOLD IT! COME BACK!

STOP!

LOOK OUT BELOW! - WHAT?

NO! NO, NO, STOP! HELP!

BACK! GO BACK!

OH, AH! OH, JEEZ!

AAH!

- [panting] - IT'S ALL RIGHT.

IT'S ALL RIGHT. - OH, MY NICE CAMP.

OH. - ALL RIGHT.

- IT'S THINGS LIKE THIS THAT MAKE PEOPLE SAY,

"THE BEST PART OF A VACATION IS GETTING BACK HOME."

ABOUT THIS TIME, JOE, THE RANGER,

WAS DRIVING BACK WITH THE FATHER TO HELP HIM FIND A CAMPSITE.

JOE WAS AN OLD-TIMER IN YELLOWSTONE PARK.

AND AS SOON AS HE SAW THE CROWD,

HE HAD A PRETTY GOOD IDEA WHAT WAS CAUSING IT.

- HOLY SMOKE, MY TRAILER.

- YEAH, LOOKS LIKE YOU GOT A LITTLE BEAR TROUBLE OVER THERE.

- IT'S TEARING THINGS UP. GET IT OUT OF HERE.

- COME ON. - KIDS ALL RIGHT, HONEY?

- YES, THEY'RE FINE.

BUT WHEN WE GOT BACK, WE WERE WORRIED.

- GEE, WHAT A MESS. - IT SURE IS.

- ALL RIGHT, COME ON, KIDS. - STAND BACK, FOLKS.

- NOW, WHAT'S A MATTER WITH YOU, OLD GIRL?

WE NEVER HAD TROUBLE WITH YOU BEFORE.

COME ON. - [growls loudly]

- COME ON, NOKOMIS, GET OUT.

- [growling]

- COME ON, GET DOWN OUT OF THERE.

LET'S GO.

MOVE. - [growling]

- NOW, GET DOWN OUT OF THERE, GIRL.

- COME ON.

- JUST ABOUT EVERY RANGER IN THE PARK KNEW NOKOMIS.

SHE WAS ALWAYS WELL-BEHAVED.

BUT NOW THE FATHER SAID THIS WAS THE SAME BEAR

THAT ATTACKED HIM JUST DOWN THE ROAD.

- ARE YOU SURE? - WELL, I-I THINK SO.

LOOK, IT TORE MY JACKET.

- IT WAS PLAIN HE'D BEEN WORKED OVER

BY A BEAR.

AND CONSIDERING THE WAY NOKOMIS WAS ACTING NOW,

THERE WASN'T MUCH DOUBT SHE'D DONE IT.

AND THAT MEANT JOE HAD TO DO SOMETHING

HE DIDN'T LIKE VERY MUCH.

[indistinct chatter]

- KB447, CALLING 447. THIS IS 319.

I NEED THE TRAP WAGON RIGHT AWAY

AT OLD FAITHFUL CAMPGROUND.

- THE FATHER HADN'T MENTIONED SEEING CUBS,

AND JOE NEVER FIGURED AN OLD BEAR LIKE NOKOMIS

WOULD HAVE ANY LITTLE ONES.

THE WAY IT WAS, THERE WAS ONLY ONE THING TO DO.

- WELL, WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO-- KILL HER?

- OH, NO.

JUST GONNA PUT HER TO SLEEP FOR A WHILE.

- THE PARK RANGERS ALWAYS TRY TO PRESERVE THE WILDLIFE,

AS WELL AS PROTECT THE PUBLIC.

HERE'S A COLLECTION OF DRUGS THAT HELPS THEM TO DO BOTH.

WHEN BAD ANIMALS ARE TOO BIG AND DANGEROUS TO HANDLE AWAKE,

THE RANGERS GIVE THEM A SLEEPING DRUG CALLED SUCOSTRIN.

IT'S HARMLESS BUT POWERFUL.

IT'S MARKED YELLOW FOR CAUTION.

RED MEANS NICOTINE--

A DEADLY INJECTION FOR EMERGENCY USE ONLY.

FOR THEIR OWN PROTECTION,

THE RANGERS ADMINISTER THESE DRUGS FROM LONG RANGE

WITH A COMPRESSED-AIR RIFLE POWERED WITH CARBON DIOXIDE.

- [growls]

- COME ON, COME ON, LET'S GO. MOVE, MOVE!

- [growling]

- NOW, STAND BACK, FOLKS, PLEASE.

[gun fires]

- SUCOSTRIN TAKES EFFECT

IN ANYWHERE FROM 20 SECONDS TO 3 MINUTES.

NOKOMIS WOULDN'T GO VERY FAR.

- CHARLIE!

PULL AROUND THE CAMPGROUND.

SHE RAN INTO THE MEADOW.

- BACK UP A LITTLE MORE...

A LITTLE MORE.

OKAY, HOLD IT.

HEY, HAL, IT'S OLD NOKOMIS.

- HUH, WONDER WHAT GOT INTO HER.

- THE TRAP WAGON IS A SPECIALLY DESIGNED CAGE

FOR TRANSPORTING TROUBLESOME ANIMALS.

AND NOKOMIS HAD BECOME A TROUBLEMAKER.

NOW NOKOMIS WOULD BE TAKEN INTO THE HIGH COUNTRY.

AND UP HERE, FAR FROM THE TOURIST CENTERS,

SHE WOULD BE RELEASED.

BUT THERE'S ONE THING THAT MUST BE DONE

BEFORE RELEASING A BANISHED BEAR.

- [growls softly]

- SORRY, OLD GAL.

I SURE HATE TO DO THIS TO A FRIEND.

- REMOVING ANY DANGEROUS ANIMAL FROM ONE PUBLIC PLACE

DOESN'T MEAN THAT IT CAN'T WANDER BACK INTO ANOTHER,

SO THE PARK RANGERS

HAVE DEVELOPED A SYSTEM OF IDENTIFICATION.

THE FIRST OFFENDER IS MARKED WITH A SWATCH OF YELLOW PAINT.

ANOTHER OFFENSE ANYWHERE, AND THE ANIMAL IS DESTROYED.

- [growling]

- SURE HOPE SHE DOESN'T COME BACK.

- AND NOW OLD NOKOMIS WORE THE MARK OF A FIRST OFFENDER.

THE RANGERS MAY HAVE THOUGHT

IT WAS THE END OF THE TRAIL FOR NOKOMIS.

BUT FOR THE MOTHER BEAR, IT WAS JUST THE BEGINNING.

OUTLAW OR NOT, SHE WAS ALREADY ON HER WAY

BACK TO FIND HER CUBS.

THAT NIGHT, TUFFY AND TUBBY

WERE ABOUT AS LONESOME AS TWO CUBS CAN GET.

THEY JUST COULDN'T UNDERSTAND WHY MOM WASN'T HERE.

NOKOMIS HADN'T EVEN STOPPED FOR SLEEP.

AND BY DAWN, SHE WAS APPROACHING THE GEYSER FIELDS

ALONG THE FIREHOLE RIVER.

TUFFY AND TUBBY WERE UP AND ABOUT EARLY.

AND BY MEREST CHANCE,

THEY WANDERED INTO THIS SAME TERRITORY.

HERE IN THE SPACE OF A FEW ACRES

ARE CONCENTRATED A WIDE ASSORTMENT

OF BUBBLING MUDPOTS AND STEAMING GEYSERS.

IT LOOKED LIKE A PROMISING PLAYGROUND.

THEY'D LOOK FOR MOTHER LATER.

TUFFY SPOTTED A GEYSER ABOUT HIS OWN SIZE.

HE JUST HAD TO FIND OUT WHAT MADE IT WORK.

[gurgling]

MEANTIME, TUBBY STUMBLED ONTO A FIELD OF MUDPOTS.

THEY'RE SOMETHING LIKE GEYSERS, ONLY GOOIER.

[bubbling]

WELL, MAYBE THIS PINK ICE-CREAM SUNDAE

HAS SOMETHING TO OFFER.

[bubbles popping rapidly]

LIKE THE BIG BEAR SAID,

"THIS PORRIDGE IS A LITTLE TOO HOT."

THE CUBS HAD ALMOST FORGOTTEN THAT THEY WERE MOTHERLESS,

BUT THEY WERE PLENTY LONG ON CURIOSITY,

AND THERE WAS A LOT OF COUNTRY LEFT TO BE EXPLORED.

AT THIS SAME MOMENT, NOKOMIS ENTERED THE GEYSER BASIN

FROM THE OPPOSITE SIDE.

SHE HAD CROSSED THE TRAIL OF THE CUBS

AND FOLLOWED IT HERE.

BUT IN THE MINERAL STEAM OF THE GEYSERS,

SHE LOST THEIR SCENT.

IT'D BE MANY DAYS BEFORE SHE FOUND IT AGAIN.

THE DAYS PASSED,

AND THE CUBS COVERED A LOT OF GROUND.

OF COURSE, THEY WERE LONESOME NOW AND THEN,

BUT AS LONG AS THERE WAS FOOD, THEY WERE GENERALLY HAPPY.

THEY NEVER WENT HUNGRY,

SINCE THEY'D EAT ANYTHING AND LIKED EVERYTHING.

BESIDES, THERE WERE ALWAYS TOURISTS.

IN TIME, THEY CAME TO ASSOCIATE PEOPLE WITH FOOD.

THEN, AS FAR AS THEY WERE CONCERNED,

ANYTHING PEOPLE HAD WAS FOOD.

PRETTY SOON, THEY WERE DINING ON THINGS

LIKE SOAP-SUD SOUFFLE,

AND MOVIE FILM SPAGHETTI.

EACH DAY BROUGHT THE CUBS

A NEW ADVENTURE OF ONE SORT OR ANOTHER,

MOSTLY CAUSED BY THE TWO THINGS THEY HAD THE MOST OF--

APPETITE AND CURIOSITY.

[engine revving]

[engine rumbling]

- WHAT'S THE MATTER, DEAR? NO LUCK?

- [laughing] PLENTY OF LUCK.

SEE?

I RAN OUT OF TACKLE.

HAD TO COME BACK FOR SOME MORE.

- THE CUBS FELT THEY WERE WELCOME EVERYWHERE.

AND THEY MEANT TO JOIN THE FOLKS AT THE TABLE.

BUT TUBBY'S SENSITIVE NOSE PICKED UP

THE TANTALIZING ODOR OF FISH.

THEY NEVER HESITATED TO HELP THEMSELVES TO ANYTHING,

ANYTIME.

AND WITH THE PROSPECT OF FRESH TROUT FOR BREAKFAST,

IT WAS GANGWAY FOR THE GALLEY.

[engine turning]

[engine rumbling] - HEY!

WHAT'S GOING ON?

STOP!

COME BACK HERE!

STOP!

HEY. OH, OH, OH.

OH!

- THIS FISHERMAN WILL HAVE QUITE A TALE

TO TELL ABOUT THE BOAT THAT GOT AWAY.

AND HE JUST FILLED IT WITH GAS TOO.

OF COURSE, THE ONLY REASON FOR BEING HERE WAS FOOD,

AND WHEN TUFFY GOT AWAY WITH THAT,

THERE WAS ONLY ONE THING FOR TUBBY TO DO--

SETTLE FOR SIGHTSEEING.

THE COURSE THEY WERE ON

WAS JUST ABOUT PERFECT FOR LOOKING AROUND.

[engine rumbling]

WELL, A FEW SHAKEDOWN MANEUVERS STRAIGHTEN THINGS OUT.

THEN TUBBY FIGURED HE MIGHT AS WELL WASH HIS PAWS,

AS LONG AS HE WAS OUT HERE, ANYWAY.

THEN TUFFY FINISHED EATING AND WANTED A DRINK.

BUT HE WAS A LITTLE SHORT ON SCOOP.

NO DAMAGE UP HERE.

- [growls]

- SOME PLEASURE BOATERS JUST HAVE NO REGARD FOR FISHERMEN.

TUFFY DECIDED THE MAN LOOKED FRIENDLY.

- [growling]

- AVAST, PORT YOUR HELM.

AND COME ABOUT.

- AAH!

- MUST'VE CUT THAT A LITTLE TOO FINE.

COME ABOUT AGAIN, ME HEARTIES.

- AAH!

- WHILE TUFFY WAS FLOUNDERING AROUND IN THE WAKE,

TUBBY WENT IN AND FINALLY ESTABLISHED A BEACHHEAD.

- [yelps]

- SO AN ADVENTURE THAT STARTED ON ONE SIDE OF THE LAKE

ENDED UP ON THE OPPOSITE SHORE.

AND IN TERRITORY THEY HAD JUST LEFT,

A FOOTSORE, OLD NOKOMIS STILL CARRIED ON THE SEARCH

FOR HER CUBS,

ALWAYS A DAY OR SO BEHIND THEM.

ONE CUB WAS NEVER FAR AWAY FROM THE OTHER.

AND AS THE SUMMER PASSED,

THEY RANGED THE REACHES OF THE PARK TOGETHER.

THEY HAD LITTLE TIME FOR LONELINESS.

[soft music]

♪THROUGH THE SUMMER ♪

♪LONG AND LAZY SUMMER ♪

♪GOT NO WORRIES ♪

♪NO, NOT A SINGLE CARE ♪

♪MISCHIEF MAKERS ♪

♪PAIR OF HANDOUT TAKERS ♪

♪EASY LIVIN' ♪

♪COMES EASY TO A BEAR ♪

♪EASY LIVIN' ♪

♪COMES EASY TO A BEAR ♪

♪

WHEN AUTUMN COMES TO YELLOWSTONE,

AROUND THE LODGES ONLY THE WILDLIFE

AND A FEW SCATTERED TOURISTS REMAIN.

IT WAS ON A BRISK FALL DAY THAT TUFFY AND TUBBY

ARRIVED AT AN OLD STAMPING GROUNDS

AND HEADED FOR A PLACE WHERE THE SUMMER HANDOUTS

HAD ALWAYS BEEN GOOD.

THE CUBS HAD GROWN TO AROUND 50 POUNDS EACH

DURING THE SUMMER.

RIGHT NOW THAT TOTALED ABOUT 100 POUNDS

OF CONCENTRATED HUNGER.

PICKINGS WERE LEAN IN THE PARKING LOT.

SO ONCE AGAIN, TUBBY JUST LET HIMSELF BE LED BY THE NOSE,

AND THAT TOOK HIM RIGHT TO THE DOOR

OF THE OLD FAITHFUL INN.

TUBBY HAD NEVER BEEN INSIDE, OF COURSE,

BUT HE WAS WILLING TO TRY IT ANYWAY.

NOBODY SEEMED TO MIND.

AS USUAL, TUFFY WAS CONTENT TO PLAY FOLLOW THE LEADER.

HE KNEW HIS BROTHER'S NOSE WAS ALWAYS TUNED IN ON FOOD.

OF COURSE, ONCE IN A WHILE, EVEN TUBBY TOOK A WRONG TURN.

- COME ON BACK AND PLAY WITH YOU CAR, PAUL.

- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR.

- OH, COME ON, THERE'S NOT ANY BEARS.

- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR. - THERE'S NOT A BEAR OVER THERE.

COME ON OVER HERE AND SIT DOWN.

- I WANT TO PLAY WITH THEM.

- OH, THERE ARE NOT ANY BEARS. COME ON.

- I WANT TO PLAY--

- PAUL, COME OVER HERE AND SIT DOWN.

COME ON.

NO, COME OVER HERE AND SIT DOWN.

COME ON OVER HERE. - [cries]

- TUBBY REALLY CAME THROUGH THIS TIME.

HERE WAS A BEAR'S FONDEST DREAM COME TRUE...

FOOD, A WHOLE KITCHEN FULL.

[both growling]

OF COURSE, TUBBY GOT RIGHT DOWN TO EATING,

BUT TUFFY HAD A MECHANICAL BENT.

HE JUST HAD TO PLAY AROUND WITH THE STICK SHIFT

ON THAT SPORT MODEL POTATO MASHER.

- [whining]

- NO USE GETTING YOUR NOSE OUT OF JOINT,

ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S GOT SO MANY OTHER THINGS TO GET INTO.

MUST BE SOMETHING BETTER THAN JUST STRAIGHT FLOUR AROUND HERE.

WELL, WHAT DO YOU KNOW?

DOUGH.

BY NOW, TUFFY HAD WORKED UP AN APPETITE.

HE WAS READY TO DO A LITTLE PIE PANHANDLING.

WELL, THE CRUST WAS PRETTY GOOD,

BUT THE FILLING WAS A FLOP.

NOW, YOU JUST CAN'T HARDLY FIND HOT DOGS

ONCE THE TOURIST SEASON ENDS.

NO USE LETTING THIS BATCH GO TO WASTE.

OF COURSE, A LITTLE KETCHUP ALWAYS GOES GOOD,

IF YOU CAN GET IT OUT OF MOTHER NATURE'S CONTAINER.

HMM, SOMEBODY SHOULD'VE BUILT THIS STUFF

A LITTLE CLOSER TO TUBBY'S TONGUE.

[clattering]

IT WAS NOW JUST A SHORT DISTANCE AWAY

THAT NOKOMIS WAS CLOSING IN ON A TRAIL

THAT GREW MORE PROMISING EVERY SECOND.

AND THE CUBS WEREN'T ABOUT TO LEAVE.

IF THEY HAD THEIR WAY, THEY'D STAY ON HERE FOR QUITE A SPELL.

- [growling]

[clattering] [whines]

- AS USUAL, IF TUBBY HAD IT, TUFFY WANTED IT.

AND THIS TIME, TUBBY STARTED GIVING IT TO HIM.

[loud hissing] - [growling]

[growls]

- TUFFY WAS ALREADY PRETTY WELL A LA MODE.

BUT TUBBY HAD FOUND A TOPPER FOR HIS BROTHER'S COMEUPPANCE.

- [growls]

- THE WARM SCENT OF HER CUBS HUNG CLOSE AROUND NOKOMIS NOW,

AND SHE SENSED THEY WERE JUST INSIDE.

WHEN THE CUBS DISCOVERED THE PASTRY COUNTER,

THEY REALLY MOVED IN ON THE DESSERT COURSE.

TUBBY MANAGED TO JUST ABOUT CORNER THE MARKET.

THERE WAS BARELY ENOUGH HERE FOR HIMSELF

AND NOTHING AT ALL FOR A HEAVY EATER LIKE HIS BROTHER.

- [growling]

- WELL, TUFFY HAD TO DROWN HIS SORROW IN TOMATO JUICE.

AND WHILE TUBBY DINED ON CAKE,

TUFFY JUST KEPT LAPPING IT UP.

FINALLY, EVEN TUBBY SLOWED DOWN.

HE'D HAD A LITTLE TROUBLE

WITH THOSE LAST FIVE OR SIX CAKES.

WHEW.

- [growls softly]

- BY NOW, THE CUBS HAD THEIR EATING HABITS SO BAD,

IF THERE WAS ONE SCRAP OF FOOD STILL LEFT,

THEY WERE GONNA FIND IT,

EVEN IF IT MEANT TAKING THE WHOLE PLACE APART.

[clattering, dishes breaking]

NOKOMIS WAS ALREADY BRANDED AS A FIRST OFFENDER.

EVEN IN COMING HERE, SHE HAD COMMITTED HER SECOND OFFENSE.

- [growls softly]

- OF COURSE, THE MANAGER KNEW THE MEANING OF THE YELLOW MARK--

A DANGEROUS BEAR.

HE CALLED THE PARK SERVICE FOR HELP IN A HURRY.

- HELLO, HELLO I GOT A BAD BEAR AT THE OLD FAITHFUL INN.

RIGHT IN THE LOBBY! HURRY!

- ONCE AGAIN, MAN TRIED TO DRIVE NOKOMIS

FROM THE SEARCH SHE WOULDN'T GIVE UP.

- [growls]

- GO ON, BEAR, GET OUT OF HERE!

GO ON, NOW. COME ON!

GET OUT OF HERE, NOW. GO ON.

- [growling]

- JOE, THE RANGER, WAS EXPLAINING THE WORKINGS

OF A GEYSER TO SOME LATE-SEASON TOURISTS

WHEN THE CALL CAME FROM THE PARK HEADQUARTERS.

- CAR 319, 319.

- 319.

COME IN 447.

- EMERGENCY, JOE--

BAD BEAR INSIDE OLD FAITHFUL INN.

- I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.

[siren wailing]

- HURRY, WILL YOU?

HE'S A MEAN ONE. HE'S TEARING THE PLACE APART.

[sirens wailing]

- FOR JOE, THERE WAS NO CHOICE.

HE HAD TO USE A RED CAPSULE ON A TWO-TIME OFFENDER.

[clicking]

YET NOKOMIS WAS GUILTY OF ONLY ONE THING--

DEVOTION TO HER YOUNG.

- THERE SHE GOES!

- NOKOMIS-- FOR JOE, THIS WASN'T EASY.

- [growls softly]

- GO AHEAD, JOE. YOU GOT TO DO IT.

- HOLY MACKEREL.

LOOK AT THIS. - [whimpering]

- AT FIRST, THEY SEEMED TO BE JUST A COUPLE OF STRAY CUBS.

THEN IT BECAME CLEAR THAT THIS WAS A VERY HAPPY REUNION.

THESE WERE HER CUBS,

LOST ALL SUMMER LONG.

NO WONDER THE OLD GIRL HAD BEEN ON A RAMPAGE.

- I THINK WE OUGHT TO GIVE OLD NOKOMIS ANOTHER CHANCE.

COME ON, OLD GAL.

GET YOUR KIDS AND GET OUTDOORS.

- NOKOMIS HAD ALWAYS BEEN A GOOD BEAR.

CHANCES WERE SHE WAS STILL A GOOD BEAR.

ANYWAY, SHE WAS AN AWFUL GOOD MOTHER BEAR.

NOKOMIS WOULD BE GIVEN A WIDE BERTH FOR A WHILE

BECAUSE OF HER YELLOW MARK OF DISHONOR.

BUT WITH THE PASSING OF WINTER,

THAT WOULD BE GONE.

NOW NOKOMIS HAD NO QUARREL WITH ANYBODY OR ANYTHING.

SHE WAS REUNITED WITH HER CUBS.

FOR NOKOMIS, THE LONG AND LONESOME SEARCH

HAD COME TO AN END

AND SO HAD A SUMMER FULL OF ADVENTURE

FOR TUFFY AND TUBBY.

BUT AT LAST, EVERYTHING WAS AS IT SHOULD BE.

IN THE MATTER OF BEARS, NOKOMIS AND HER FAMILY

WOULD SPEND OTHER SEASONS TOGETHER.

AND AS LONG AS THIS ONE OLD MOTHER BEAR LIVED,

THERE WOULD ALWAYS BE TWO OLD FAITHFULS

IN YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK.

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