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♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Who's your friend when things get rough ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Can't do a little 'cause you can't do enough ♪

♪ Once upon a summertime just a dream from yesterday ♪

♪ A boy and his magic golden flute ♪

♪ Heard a boat from off the bay ♪

♪ Come and play with me Jimmy come and play with me ♪

♪ And I will take you on a trip far across the sea ♪

♪ But the boat belonged to a kooky old witch ♪

♪ Who had in mind the flute to snitch ♪

♪ From her Vroom Broom in the sky ♪

♪ She watched her plans materialize ♪

♪ She waved her wand ♪

♪ The beautiful boat was gone ♪

♪ The skies grew dark the sea grew rough ♪

♪ And the boat sailed on and on and on ♪

♪ And on and on and on ♪

♪ But Pufnstuf was watching too ♪

♪ And knew exactly what to do ♪

♪ He saw the witch's bold attack ♪

♪ And as the boy was fighting back ♪

♪ He called his rescue racer crew as often they rehearsed ♪

♪ And off to save the boy they flew ♪

♪ But who would get there first ♪

♪ But now the boy had washed ashore ♪

♪ Puf arrived to save the day ♪

♪ Which made the witch so mad and sore ♪

♪ She shook her fist and screamed away ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Who's your friend when things get rough ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Can't do a little 'cause you can't do enough ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ He's your friend when things get rough ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Can't do a little 'cause he can't do enough ♪

- I have a funny feeling you're trying to tell me something

my polka dotted friend.

- I've practicing chewing.

Just in case I ever get anything to eat.

- If you wanna eat like a horse,

go out and work like a horse. Get a job.

- I'm too weak to work.

I need food, food.

- Hold it, here comes a couple of live ones.

Here munch on these you sagging nag.

- Oh yummy, carrots. My favorite snick snack.

- Well, if it isn't my old friend, Mayor Pufnstuf,

bright-eyed, bushy-tailed,

and loaded with gold buttons I hope.

How's young Jimmy and Freddy Flute?

- Hi, Ludicrous.

- We're fine, thank you.

- What are you gonna try and sell us this time, Ludicrous?

- I tell you what my fine friend,

I've got a red hot special today right here.

Would you like to buy a stereo sea shell

that brings you continuous and glorious music of the sea,

merely by holding it to your ear?

Here, take a listen my boy.

- Excuse me for a second, Freddy.

- Hold it, Ludicrous, who are you trying to hoodwink?

That was you humming.

You better give him back his seashell, Jimmy, and let's go.

- Thanks for the concert.

I'm coming Pufnstuf, let me get Freddy.

What's your hurry, amigos,

I've got something else even more amazing.

- Pufnstuf, Freddy's gone. He's disappeared.

- Gone? What do you mean, gone? Where could he go?

- I put him down on the counter.

- Where's Freddy? Horsey, did you see where he went?

- No, I didn't see anything,

I was too busy eating my carrots.

- What's that whistle?

- What whistle?

- That whistle, it came from inside him.

He swallowed Freddy.

Hello down there. Freddy, are you all right?

Help, Jimmy, get me out of here!

- Jumping jellybeans, he did swallow Freddy.

- You stupid nag, you ate up a customer.

I didn't see him on the counter,

honest I didn't.

- Hold still please.

Freddy, are you okay?

I'm okay but get me out of here,

I'm surrounded by carrots.

- Okay, Horsey, now give him back. Cough, come on, cough.

Come on, you can cough harder than that, come on.

I'm trying.

I'm trying.

- Come on Pufnstuf, help me.

- Excuse us, Horsey but we've got to get Freddy out.

Come on Horsey, cough, cough.

- Hang on, Freddy, we'll think of something.

Hurry please!

- Yeah, hurry, get him out of me.

- It's no use.

There's only one thing to do,

we've got to take him to Dr. Blinky's.

- Dr. Blinky's, that's a great idea.

- No, no, you'll never get me to go to that duck doctor.

- What's a duck doctor?

- A quack.

I'm getting out of here!

- No, wait, Horsey stop!

- He's running away with Freddy.

- Stop! Come back!

- As mayor, I order you to halt. Halt Horsey, halt!

- Kinda hope they don't catch him.

A whistling horse, should make a fortune.

I could star in a musical western.

- Hurry, Witchiepoo, it's Freddy Flute,

the Polka-dotted Horse swallowed your golden flute.

- Ah-ha, there's that nitwit nag

and he's approaching my evil trees.

I'll fix that.

Calling all evil trees, calling all evil trees,

do you read me?

- You're coming in loud and clear, Chiefy.

- Good, now here this, Polka dot Horse is coming through.

He swallowed Freddy Flute. Grab him. I repeat grab him.

Hold him for me, over and out.

- Roger.

- Witchiepoo.

- Over and out.

- That lame horse will soon be mine

and so will that gorgeous flute.

I'll scare it right out of him

with my new super duper magic wand.

Darn, I've just got to call in a wand repairman.

Quick, Seymour, get the smelling salts for our punchy friend

and let me know when that horse arrives.

I'm off to get prettied up.

- Okay, boys, you heard Witchie.

We've got to grab that nag.

- I think that I shall never see

a horse that can escape a tree.

- Stop with that dumb poetry, will you?

We've got work to do.

- Shh, I think I hear him coming.

- Freeze, trees.

- Well, well, if it isn't our old friend

the polka-dotted horse.

- Aye, spotty, want to rub your back against me?

No, thank you.

I'll just be on my way.

- What's your hurry? Say, that's a cute sounding whistle.

How do you do that?

Well, anyone can do it.

See, it's easy.

- It sounded to me that you swallowed a whistle

or maybe a flute.

- Grab him boys!

- No, no, stop! Stop!

- Look Puf, they got Horsey.

- Let him go. Get your branches off that horse.

- Let me go!

- Ow, my bark.

- Stop. Cut that out.

- Tie 'em Puf, get something to tie 'em.

Let go of me.

- Take that you big oaf.

- I think that I shall never see

a coward run as fast as me.

Hurry, Jimmy. Get going.

- Quick, Horsey, this way.

- You ought to be ashamed of yourself, you rotten trees.

You guys had enough or do you want another

bust in your bark?

- We quit, you win.

- My roots are killing me.

- Never mind your roots, he made a hose out of my nose.

- Are you all right?

- I'm fine. I hope Freddy wasn't too shaken up.

- I better find out. Freddy, you still okay down there?

I'm okay, but what was all that bouncing around?

- We were getting away from the evil trees.

But, don't worry, we're going to go to Dr. Blinky's

and get you out right now.

- Hold on there. Did I hear you say

you're taking me to that quack doctor?

- Well, if you don't want to go, that's all right.

Oh, good. That's a relief.

- Fine, then we'll just leave you here

for the witch and her trees to grab you.

- Oh no! Oh, not that. I'll go.

Wait for me.

- Witchieness, come quick! The evil trees blew it.

- How could they blow it? It was such a simple snatch.

I'll turn those wooden weirdos into tooth picks

Look at those buttinskis,

they're taking that nitwit nag to Dr. Blinky's.

I've got to think of something, fast.

- Like what, Chiefy?

- Questions, questions, questions.

It's always questions.

When are you going to start coming up with some answers?

- Greetings, Mayor Pufnstuf.

- Good to see you Pufy, what's new?

- Sorry, fellas. But this isn't a social call.

It's an emergency.

- Emergency?

- Dr. Blinky, you've got to do something.

The horse swallowed Freddy.

- Oh, oh, oh my. Well, how did he do that?

Swallowed Freddy? Oh, that's terrible. Bring him in.

Bring him in. How did he do that?

- He thought he was a carrot.

You've got to do something, please.

- Heavens, yes. I better check his eyesight.

Say, "Ah".

- No, no doctor. Freddy's inside him. He's in his stomach.

- You've got to get him out.

Yes out.

- Good heavens, he really is down there.

Now, hold still. Open your mouth and say, "Neigh".

- Neigh. - Neigh.

- Oh my goodness, he's got an advanced case of flute-itis

if I've ever seen one.

- Don't worry, Freddy. Dr. Blinky will get you out.

Tell him to hurry, please.

- Let's get him over to the operating table, quick.

- No, no, please don't. I'm scared.

- Now, come on Horsey, do as the doctor says.

No. No, I won't. You can't make me.

Watch my head. Whoops. Careful, careful.

Don't pinch my tail. Watch it. Oh. Oh. Watch it.

- We're watching it, we're watching it.

- Careful we don't jiggle Freddy

- Oh, why did I do it? I'll never swallow another

flute as long as I live.

- Shh, quiet.

- How's Freddy doing? Is he okay?

- Oh, he's fine. Just whistling to keep up his courage.

- What are you going to do now?

How are you going to get him out? Tell us. Tell us.

- I wish I knew. This is my first flute removal case.

Oh, I'm getting out of here.

- Let the doc help you horse and by tomorrow,

you'll be as healthy as I am.

That's what I'm afraid of.

- Doc, there's a case like this in me on page 68.

They didn't operate, they scared it out of him.

- If that's no good, let me give him a little

ha ha and tickle it out of him.

- No, no, Doc. I've really got a great idea

how to get Freddy out, see.

- Quiet, I'm the doctor here.

I'm the one that went to medical school, not you.

Now, "quiet", I said. Quiet.

- Ah, Doc.

- Quiet, or leave.

- Good idea. I'm leaving. Goodbye.

- No, no, get back your sick.

Oh my, oh.

- Help, help, help, let me go, let me go.

Watch it, watch it. Let me, let go of me.

- Witchiepoo, are you just going to stand there?

- That's right.

Dr. Blinky will get the flute out of that horse.

Just like I figured he would.

He'll do all the work for me and

save the wear and tear on my wand.

- How you gonna make the grab, Chiefy?

- Easy, I'll grab the flute and leave them holding the nag.

Get it? Holding the bag, holding the nag?

- Let's see. No, that's not it.

Oh, oh, no that's not it.

Oh, here it, nope, that's not it.

- Hurry, Doc.

- What are you looking for?

- What else? A flute remover.

I must have one here someplace.

No, please. Let me go.

- Hey, Doc, listen to me.

I tell ya I know how to get the flute out, see.

- If I told you once, I told you a hundred times.

Silence, please silence.

I must have absolute silence.

Oh, I don't want to say anything,

but this horse suddenly grew a long, hairy tongue.

- That's not his tongue, Doc.

Oh, for goodness sake

I must get my glasses fixed.

- Now, behave yourself, Horsey.

- Hold him still you guys.

- We're trying. Now, please, you've got to get Freddy out.

- Well, I'm trying to. Oops, I dropped my-

Let's see now. I have just what I need here.

This will do it, this will.

Now, let's see. Open your mouth wide.

Oh, goodness, me. Amazing, a horse with two tails.

- No, Doc. He moved again. Now hold still, Horsey.

Mercy, mercy, emergency. Help, Doctor.

- What's that?

- Mercy, mercy, help Doctor, help. Help.

- Help. Is there a doctor in there?

- We need a doctor.

- If we're going to get inside and grab that flute,

you're going to need to be a lot sicker than that.

- Oh

- Mercy, help, help.

Oh, I'm sick.

- Hark, the cry of mercy.

I am a doctor, I must go, immediately.

- Wait, what about Freddy?

- Doc, you've got to get Freddy out of Horse.

- I'll be back in an instant. You heard, it's an emergency.

Let him go. I can wait a year or two.

Help. Is there a doctor in the house?

- Coming, coming.

- What a day. Busy, busy, busy.

- Oh, this is terrible, awful, frightful.

I must do something right away.

- You poor dear. You must have some terrible disease

to look that bad.

- I'm not the one who's sick, you dope. He is.

The poor, little, sweet, angel on the stretcher.

- Oh, well, you could have fooled me.

Just a minute here, you're the witch.

- Of course I'm the witch.

But, this is a truce, and I've come on an errand of mercy.

Please, Doctor, the patient.

- Oh, the poor fellow.

My goodness, he looks worse than you do.

He must really be sick.

Cut it out. Hey, cut it out.

Let me out. Let me out, will you.

- Not until we get Freddy out of you.

Freddy, the doctor will be right back.

Tell him to hurry.

- Pufnstuf, what're we going to do?

- If someone will just listen to me, I know what to do, see.

- Okay, Fireplace, what's your idea.

- Smoke.

- Smoke?

- Smoke?

- Sure, I'll puff my cigar real hard, see.

Fill up the place with smoke, see.

And the horse will cough up Freddy, see.

- Gosh, you think it'll work?

- Watch me. Here I go.

No, stop that.

- Fireplace, cut that out.

We can't breath.

- Please Doctor, don't you think we should take him inside?

Come, we'll carry him.

- We better not move him. I better take his pulse.

- Right, one, two, three, four, five, six.

I hope he's not suffering from dish pan hands,

or we're really in trouble.

Let's see now.

120.

18.

28.

140.

11 and a half.

83.

Minus one.

- That's mine.

Come on Doctor, let's get this sicky inside your house.

Move, Orson.

- Yes, my Queen.

- I told you he's too sick to be moved.

I'll take care of him out here.

Now you did it. I'll have to take his pulse all over again.

I may have to operate immediately, too.

- I need air.

- Hey, Fireplace, inhale, inhale.

- My pages are being barbecued.

- It doesn't bother me. In one ear and out my mouth.

- Fireplace, we're choking. Turn off that smoke.

- Horsey, you better get out of here.

Freddy must be choking. Hurry!

Hurry, hurry!

Air. Air.

Freddy!

I got him. I got the golden tooty flutey.

Oh, I know I had some great magic, but this is ridiculous.

- What's going on here?

Jimmy, help!

- It's the witch and she's got Freddy.

- Hand him over, madame.

- Like heck I will. Stand back, all of you or I'll zap you.

Orson, Seymour, our fun is done. Let's scoopa da boop.

- Hey, wait a minute, you're supposed to be sick.

- I was, but you're such a great doctor, I'm all better.

Thanks a heap.

- Watch out Witchie, the house.

- Oh no, it's going to sneeze. Stop! I order you to stop.

- Hit the ground.

- Hurry, hurry.

- Let's get out of here.

- Stupid house, can't you cover your door when you sneeze?

- I saw those red bloomers.

- Thank goodness your house is allergic to smoke.

Now, where's Freddy? I didn't see where he landed.

- I didn't see him either.

- Neither did I.

- Then what happened to him?

Last I saw he went flying out of the witch's hand.

Puf, have you seen him?

No, I didn't

Jimmy, I can't figure where he went.

I haven't seen him any place.

- Oh, no. Here we go again.

- Back to the operating table.

No, no please

Oh, not that. Oh, no. Oh, please no.

- Relax.

- Oh, my goodness. Oh no. Oh no. Oh, I'm scared.

♪ You got someone who loves you ♪

♪ You got someone who cares ♪

♪ You got someone who'll fix you up if ever you need repairs ♪

♪ You got someone who'll take the time ♪

♪ to listen to your prayers ♪

♪ I got you got everybody you got someone who cares ♪

♪ By the name of H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Where you go when things get rough ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf he can't do a little ♪

♪ 'cause he can't do enough ♪

♪ I got you got everybody you got someone who cares ♪

♪ By the name of H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Where you go when things get rough ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf he can't do a little ♪

♪ 'cause he can't do enough ♪

♪ See you next week. ♪

♪ I sure hope so. ♪