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♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Who's your friend when things get rough ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Can't do a little 'cause he 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 skies ♪

♪ 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 boat attack ♪

♪ And as the boy was fighting back ♪

♪ He called his rescue racer crew ♪

♪ As often they'd 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 he 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 ♪

- Hear ye, hear ye.

As Mayor of Living Island,

I invite you all to participate in a kite flying contest.

- Hooray! - Yahoo!

- Hooray! Wonderful! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!

- And here is the man who organized this contest,

the man who will give away 100 gold buttons as grand prize.

Our very generous friend, Mr. Ludicrous Lion.

- Hooray! - Wonderful! Yay! Yay!

- Thank you. Thank you, my good folks.

Your magnificent mayor's right.

I'm giving 100 gold buttons

to the one whose kite flies the highest.

Hooray!

- Say, Ludicrous. How come you're so generous?

- Because I'm a soft-hearted pussycat.

Meow, meow.

Boo! Boo!

- Hurry, hurry. Step right up, folks. Hurry.

Get your kites while they're hot.

They're going fast. So hurry, hurry.

I just happen to have on hand

a complete supply of kite strings, kite struts,

kite papers, kite ribbons, kite tails.

Everything for flying kites except the wind.

- I'd say you've got plenty of that too.

- Oh, oh, oh! That was a good one.

Bless your round little body.

All right folks, step right up. Get your buttons ready.

I'd like a pretty one.

I'd like one too.

Get your kites, folks.

- Gosh, Jimmy,

I sure wish I were big enough to fly a kite.

- Let's ask Pufnstuf if we can buy one.

We can fly it together.

- Easy does it, folks. Enough for everybody.

Let's go, Horsey.

- I'm going as fast as I can!

- Where's mine? Where's mine?

- Go away from me, boys. You bother me.

Let's go, folks.

- Hi boys. Isn't this exciting?

- This contest sure sounds like fun.

I've always wanted to fly a big box kite.

- Me too!

- Puf, do you think we could enter?

- Why not? You two boys are entitled to a little fun.

Wait a minute! I just got a king size idea.

Jimmy, come closer.

Tell you what, we'll build a big super strong box kite

for you and Freddy.

- You mean we can fly it?

- No. Instead of flying it, you'll fly in it.

Don't you see?

We'll pretend to make the kite for the contest

so the witch won't become suspicious.

Then we'll put you in it and the winds will blow ya home.

How's that?

- Terrific! That way we'll really fool the witch.

- And sail home on a kite? Wow!

Thanks, Cling and Clang.

Now go get Dr. Blinky and tell him we need him

to help us build the kite.

On your way.

- Cling and Clang are sure excited.

Well, the sooner we get the box kite built

the sooner we'll be on our way.

- That's a fact. Come on, let's go to work.

- Right! And while you work, I'll whistle.

- You'll whistle all right, my fancy flute!

But it will be my song you'll be playing.

Orson! Seymour! Enough of that Rummy, you dummies!

- What did you do that for? We weren't doing anything.

- Yeah! Anything.

- Exactly! Now we've got something to do.

Something nasty, evil and rotten.

- Ooh! How marvelous.

- That's our Witchiepoo!

- What do you have in mind, oh no good queen?

- Pufnstuf is building a box kite

large enough to carry Jimmy and my flute home.

And do you know what I'm going to do?

- Ooh, something brilliant, I'm sure.

- Keep that beak buttoned up, you flipped out flamingo,

and listen!

- I'm listening, Queenie.

- Oh, shut up!

Now they're building that kite inside Pufnstuf's cave.

Well, I'm going to get in there and wreck it.

Pow!

- But they'll recognize you. They'll never let you in.

- That's why I'm a witch and you're a dumb vulture.

- Hello, my little darlings.

- Excuse me, Lady. But who are you?

Yeah, who are you?

- Just call me Mother.

Any questions, dummies?

- Mother?

- Mother?

- I think this size is just right.

- Main thing is to make it strong enough

to carry you and Freddy.

Boys! Boys! Jumping cut eyes!

Cling and Clang, look what you did.

And you were supposed to bring Dr. Blinky. Where is he?

Boys! Cling and Clang, now stop it this minute.

- That's okay, fellas. We can fix it.

- Look out below! Whoa!

Never fear, Dr. Blinky's here.

Oh my word. What happened to your kite?

Goodness. It's a mess!

- We had a little accident.

- Two little accidents.

- Well, your worries are over.

I'll have it fixed in half a jiffy.

My latest invention, my powdered stick-it-to-'em glue.

Sprinkle it on and it works in an instant. Sometimes less.

Here, I'll show you.

Uh, oh. Well, where's the kite?

Oh, will one of you young men hand me the glue, please?

Gee, Dr. Blinky, I sure hope it works.

- It's got to work. Now, boys, stop that.

Don't mess with the glue. Boys!

- Thank you. Now watch.

I sprinkle a little stick-it-to-'em glue on the kite.

We wait an instant. There!

Now try and pull it apart.

- Ah!

Ah!

Oh my, oh my! Jumping butterballs, that glue sure is strong.

- Strong! A herd of rhinosauruses couldn't pull it apart.

- Hooray!

Then it should be stung enough to carry me and Freddy.

- Oh, absolutely.

- Hey, look at Cling and Clang! They're stuck.

- Golly, Ned. They got into the glue.

- That's what I like about you two, Cling and Clang.

You always stick together.

- I still don't understand your scheme, Witchiepoo.

- Watch and learn, dummy!

This sleepy powder on this candy will knock them out cold.

And then:

Slamareeny, the golden flute will be mine. Mine!

- Ooh! Can I have that piece before you sprinkle it?

- I told you this candy's for them.

It's going to put them to sleep, you ding-a-ling duck.

And now I'm on my way

so these luscious little bonbons can do their dirty work.

Say goodbye to Mother.

Oh!

What a mother.

- Shh! Freddy's off taking a nap.

- Cling and Clang, go see who that is.

This kite sure looks like it's in fine shape.

- Hello, little boys. I have some candy for your father.

Is he in?

Oh! Not yet, my pretty. Everyone must have some.

Easy now, boys. Be careful.

Good day, Madame.

- Hello. Hello.

Pardon me, sirs, would you buy some sweets

from a sweet old lady in the name of charity?

They're genuine Campfire Granny candies.

- Campfire Grannys? I never heard of them.

- Oh, we're a new group. A bunch of sweet nuns.

♪ We're the Campfire Grannys ♪

♪ We make cookies, we make candies ♪

♪ And our motto is down with fatigue ♪

♪ Though there's many years behind us ♪

♪ Every Sunday, you can find us ♪

♪ At the Campfire Granny's Little League ♪

♪ So I'm asking you dear brothers ♪

♪ Don't forget your loving mothers ♪

♪ At the Campfire Grannys Little League ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

Please, sirs, won't you at least try one?

- Sorry, Madame. I really wouldn't like-

Oh!

Good boys.

And here, young man. They're delicious. Try one.

- Thank you, Ma'am.

- Oh! And one for you, cutie.

- No, no, no, no. - Please.

I'm on a diet.

- Oh, come on!

You're a skinny one.

You'll make every Campfire Granny flip her wig.

Oh, why.

Oh. Oh.

- Now chew real good

and tell me if that's not the best candy you've ever had.

Well, it is candy worth fighting over.

Now tell me, sirs, did you enjoy your sweets?

- Mine tasted a little unusual.

How did you like yours, Jimmy?

- Gee, Pufnstuf, I sure feel funny and sleepy.

I think I'll take a nap.

Me too. I'm simply exhausted.

- Oh my. I feel so tired.

My head is so heavy, I must lie down.

We've been tricked.

Oh.

- That takes care of them!

I don't need to stub the strides anymore.

And now to find my golden flute.

- That little golden flute is here someplace.

I know he is.

Come on out, you little angel.

Where is it? Where is that flute?

Orson! Seymour! Get in here, you dumb-dumbs!

We've got to find that flute!

Quick! Tear the place apart! It's got to be here someplace.

Hurry up! We must find that flute.

- I can't find it anywhere.

- I frisked them all. They're clean.

- Drat! They're coming awake and no flute.

I must destroy this kite so they can't escape.

Orson, you must take the place of my wand.

- How do I do that?

- Bite the kite!

- But I'm not hungry.

- I didn't say eat it. I said bite it.

Use that big fat beak of yours for something. Move!

- Yes, my queen of witchcraft. If you say so.

- Break it! Break it!

- Hey Witchiepoo, look! They're coming to!

- Now they'll never escape with my flute.

Come on! Let's get out of here before they awake!

Away we go! Follow Mother!

- They're gone. Let's see what happened.

Clang! Clang! Wake up! Please wake up!

Wake up, everybody. Jimmy! Pufnstuf! Wake up!

Oh!

- Wake up, Jimmy. Wake up!

- Jumping Jehosaphat! We've been drugged.

That little old lady must've been the Witch.

- She was! She was!

Jimmy, are you all right?

- I'm okay, Freddy.

Pufnstuf, look at our kite!

- Suffering catfish. What a mess.

- Dr. Blinky, do you think the kite can be fixed? Do you?

- Jimmy, you can start saying your goodbyes and so long.

The kite will be ready at dawn.

Now come on. We've got a lot of work to do.

- Bye, Grandpa. Bye, Judy.

Bye, Dr. Blinky.

Bye, Cling. Bye, Clang.

Goodbye, Cling and Clang. I'll never forget you.

- Come on, Jimmy. Get on the kite.

Time to go. Hurry! Before the Witch wakes up.

- Gosh, I don't know what to say.

You've been such a good friend to me.

- Gee willickers, Jimmy. Just say goodbye. Hurry!

Goodbye, Pufnstuf. I'll sure miss you.

Bye-bye!

Bye, Jimmy.

You're such nice boys.

Here's something to eat on your trip.

- All right. Back, everybody. Back.

Here we go.

Ready, Jimmy?

- Ready.

- All right, Jimmy Boy. Up you go.

Up, up and away!

- Goodbye, Pufnstuf! Goodbye, Dr. Blinky!

Bye! Bye!

- Bye, Cling and Clang!

Don't forget your-

- Bye, everybody! - Bye!

- Witchiness, get up. Get up!

Jimmy and the flute are taking off.

- Who! What? What's going on?

- Get up. Get up! They're escaping.

- Escaping? At this hour?

How dare they?

They don't play fair!

I'll get them!

Ugh!

Help! I'm being attacked! Who turned the lights out?

Oh!

Drat! Drat! Drat! Let me see! Let me see!

Outta my way!

The little brat! He's up in that stupid kite.

Seymour, get my vroom-broom warmed up.

Right, Chiefie!

- Ah! So that's the way they wanna play, eh?

All right, my fine-feathered friend!

We'll beat them at their own game!

Don't just stand there. Up, up and away!

- Isn't it wonderful?

Jimmy and Freddy are finally on their way.

Look at them go.

- Isn't it great, Freddy? We're going home.

- Yeah! Oh boy.

- But I'm sure gonna miss Living Island.

- Jimmy, look!

- Gosh almighty. It's the Witch on her vroom-broom!

- There they are!

I'm gonna force them to fly over my castle and then zap!

The golden flute will be mine.

Hold onto your feathers. Here we go!

- She's coming after us.

- I'm scared!

- I'll hide you.

- Oh! - Jimmy's in trouble.

We need help.

Try to escape from me, will ya?

- West Wind. West Wind! Help us!

Help!

- We hear ya, partner.

We'll huff and we'll puff and we'll blow Jimmy home.

- Hurry, Wind. Blow. Please blow!

- Box kite at three o'clock! Bombs away!

Playing dirty, eh?

Oh! Oh!

Oh my goodness!

- Orson, let him have it!

- Blow, West Wind! Blow! Blow!

- Oh evil spirits from the dark, make his kite fall apart.

- Jumping Jehosaphat! She's busting up the kite.

Blow, Winds! Blow!

- It won't do any good, partner.

The kite's broken. It's gonna crash.

- Quick. Get us down! Quick!

- There's only one thing to do. Pull him down.

Come on everybody, grab the string. Hurry!

Now pull. Pull!

- They're pulling him down!

Hold on while I give this jet jalopy the gas.

Come on, pull harder!

Pull!

- Hurry! Get us down! Hurry!

- He's getting to the ground!

I better get my giant double barrel wand.

Orson, take the wheel.

- Roger, Witchiepoo. Shall do.

- What happened? Where's the wheel?

- I have it. You said to take the wheel.

- I said take the wheel, not take the wheel!

Give me that, you dummy.

I can't get it back. We're going have to roll!

- Ah!

- He made it. He made it. Jimmy's saved!

Jimmy! Jimmy!

Hooray!

- Freddy, are you all right?

Yeah. I am now. I'll never go up in a kite again.

Gosh, Jimmy.

You scared me right outta my boots.

- Look, the vroom-broom! It's going down.

- They're gonna crash.

- Jimmy is safe!

- Those goody two shoes, they did it to me again.

Wait'll I get my strength back!

♪ 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've got, you've got, everybody do got ♪

♪ Someone who cares ♪

♪ By the name of H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Where do ya go when things get rough ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

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

Whoa!

♪ I've got, you've got, everybody do got ♪

♪ Someone who cares ♪

♪ By the name of H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Where do ya go when things get rough ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Well, he can't do a little 'cause he can't do enough ♪

See ya next week!

- I sure hope so!