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Once upon the last day of a golden summer...

there was a boy...

and a bear.

The boy... whom we shall meet in a moment... was called Christopher Robin.

The bear was called Winnie the Pooh.

And together, they had many grand adventures in a remarkable place...

called the Hundred Acre Wood.

But the grandest and most extraordinary of all their adventures...

was still to begin.

Today, I believe...

is a good day for being Pooh.

And here, I should say...

is a good place for being Pooh.

Any reason that I think of...

is a good one for being Pooh.

- But the very best reason of all is... - Pooh Bear.

being with my very best friend, Christopher Robin.

You are just in time for the best part of the day.

- What part is that? - The part when you and me...

become "we."

Pooh, there's something I have to tell you.

Is it something nice?

Not exactly.

Then it can wait.

It can? For how long?

Forever and ever.

Forever and ever

Is a very long time, Pooh

Forever

Isn't long at all

When I'm with you

I wanna call your name forever

And you will always answer forever

And both of us will be forever you and me

Forever and ever

I wanna stay like this forever

If only I could promise forever

Then we could just be we

Forever you and me

Forever and ever

Forever and ever

Is a very long time, Pooh

Forever isn't long at all, Christopher

When I'm with you

Oh, I wanna be with you forever

I want you right here beside me forever

One thing you should know

No matter where I go

We'll always be together.

Forever and ever

And so they stayed together...

doing all the things a boy and a bear could do.

And when the day began to end...

Christopher Robin had quite forgotten...

he still had something to tell Pooh.

Pooh Bear, there's one thing we didn't do today.

- And what thing might that be? - Mm, nothing.

Nothing? Christopher Robin...

what exactly is "doing nothing"?

Well, I'm told it means...

going along, listening to all the things you can't hear...

and not bothering.

It's when people say, "What are you two doing?"

And we say, "Oh, nothing." And we do it.

This is sort of a nothing thing we're doing right now.

I wish it could last forever.

Well, then we must do it again tomorrow and the tomorrow after...

and the tomorrow following that.

Pooh Bear, what if...

someday there came a tomorrow...

when we were apart?

As long as we're apart together...

we shall certainly be fine.

Y-Yes, yes, o-of course.

But if, if we weren't together...

if I were somewhere else?

Oh, but you really couldn't be...

as I would be quite lost without you.

Who would I call...

on those days when I'm just not strong enough?

Or brave enough?

- Well, actually... - And who would I ask for advice...

when I didn't know which way to turn?

- Pooh, we... - We...

We simply wouldn't be.

Ohh, Pooh.

If ever there's a tomorrow when we're not together...

there's something you must remember.

And what might that be, Christopher Robin?

You're braver than you believe...

and stronger than you seem and smarter than you think.

Uh-oh. Oh, that's easy.

We're braver than a bee...

and, uh, longer than a tree...

and taller than a goose.

Or, uh, was that a moose?

No, silly old bear.

You're braver than you believe...

and stronger than you seem...

and smarter than you think.

But the most important thing is...

even if we're apart, I'll always be with you.

I'll always be with you.

Always be with you.

Braver than our beans.

Longer when we gleam.

Hello, Christopher Robin.

I can't seem to remember the...

to remember the, uh...

It's autumn?

It is! It's the first day of autumn!

A time of hot-chocolaty mornings...

and toasting-marshmallow evenings.

And best of all...

leaping into leaves!

Oh.

Someone's left a honey pot...

all alone and lonely.

Ooh. With no one to care for it.

I suppose...

I should take it.

Although it might belong to someone.

Although, just as easily not.

Hmm.

Think, think, think.

I believe when a question becomes this sticky...

I should ask my very good friend, Christopher Robin.

Christopher Robin?

Are you here?

Are you there?

Are you anywhere?

Piglet?

Piglet, Christopher Robin is gone!

Christopher...

Chri...

Why, Piglet, whatever are you doing up there?

I'm doing just what Christopher Robin said I should do:

I'm going to look my fear of heights right in the face and conquer it.

That is, if it doesn't conquer me first!

Christopher Ro-obin!

Are you looking for him too?

Hiya, Pooh. Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! What's up?

Hello, Tigger.

Piglet is up.

He-elp!

Oh, relax, Piglet old pal.

There's no difference between plungin' 10,000 feet to the jagged rocks below...

and tumblin' outta bed.

Oh. Really?

Why, sure.

Uh, except for the "splat" at the end, they're practically similar.

Christopher Ro-obin!

Hmm? Clutched in the throes of terror, eh?

Well, I guess I just better bounce up there and get him down.

Stand back. This is gonna take a world's record bounce.

What's the matter with you?

Bein' a second-rate bouncer is not what tiggers like best.

It doesn't matter if you think you're not ripe.

This is Rabbit's garden!

And Rabbit does his harvesting by the book!

As it clearly says in the official almanac...

"Today is...

"the first day of fall following the last day of summer;

harvest day."

- Any questions? - Hello? Hello?

Oh, yes, yes. The rutabaga in the back row. Hello what?

Hello, Rabbit.

Not much of a house.

Just right for not much of a donkey.

Easy come, easy go.

Excuse me, Rabbit...

but would you happen to have a, um...

a, um...

Christopher Robin about you?

No! I haven't seen him!

Bother. He isn't where he should be...

and wasn't where we were...

and seems not to be anywhere where he can tell me...

whose honey this is.

Well, it isn't mine, and I don't have time.

It's harvest day! Says so in the book!

I have carrots to cut, pumpkins to pick, peas to pod...

Well, of course it's mine. It's got my name scribbled all over it.

T-I... double...

Honey? Yuck! Ptooey!

Blech! Tiggers do not like honey.

It isn't mine.

Then again, few things are.

Oh, here!

If only I could find Christopher Robin...

he could tell me whose it is.

Why don't you check the note and find out?

A note! Why, Rabbit, how clever of you.

I'll just read it.

Or would...

if I could.

Perhaps you can, Rabbit.

Hmm! Ha.

I could read this with my eyes closed.

It says...

Well, I could've read it if Tigger hadn't bounced me so.

Tar? Jar?

Oh-ho-ho. "Far!"

"Dear Pooh," it begins.

"Worry about me.

"I'm going...

"far away.

Help." And the note is signed...

"Cram Fromin Bobin."

Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho. "Christopher Robin."

- Christopher Robin? - Gone far away?

Oh, what a frightful thought.

Wait! Oh, why? When? Who authorized it?

Where will we get the strength to go on without him?

Christopher Robin.

My very best, best friend.

It simply cannot be.

Whatever will I do?

I-I wonder, Pooh, if, if perhaps u-until Christopher Robin gets back...

um, I might possibly be your...

best, best friend?

Yeah.

And when Piglet gets sick of you...

we can take over.

Oh, thank you, but you already are...

the very best of my best friends.

You see? You and I can do anything.

But only Christopher Robin and I could do...

nothing.

Poor guy. His very little brain is half gone with grief.

Ha, ha! I've discovered where he went.

Ha, ha, ha. Oh.

An "O." Another "O."

And... Oh, my!

What is it, Owl? Where is it?

Somewhere bad, I fear.

How bad?

On a scale of one to ten...

it's not good.

He has gone to...

"S-C-H-O-O-L."

"Skull."

Skull?

What sort of place is that?

Well, uh, uh, from the very sound of it...

one can tell it's a most forbidding...

and faraway place.

Well, then we must help Christopher Robin.

Help him get back... to here and us...

and me.

Then it's a quest, is it? Ha-ha!

That's the spirit!

The nobility of it.

A long and dangerous journey...

through the great unknown.

- Of course, you'll need a map. - D-D-Dangerous?

Oh, Owl.

You... You wouldn't suppose we'd meet any, uh...

h-h-h-heffalumps?

Oh, thank you. I nearly forgot.

Herds of heffalumps! Ha-ha!

Uh, uh, uh, uh, down here, I fancy, in the...

southeast corner of the far west portion.

W-W-What about w-w-woozles?

Woozles! Wonderful!

Jag-u-lars?

Hoo-hoo-hoo! Just a dozen or three, here, there and yonder.

Not to mention the fabled... hoo-hoo-hoo...

skullasaurus.

S-S-Skullas-s-saurus?

Oh, come, come, come.

Without a monster or two it's hardly a quest.

Merely a gaggle of friends wandering about.

Oh-ho-ho-ho, how I envy you!

Not everyone has the chance to face the unspeakable terrors...

of the great unknown.

Today's the day

In only a matter of moments

You'll all be on your way

What lurks around the corner

Not a soul can say

But I can guess more or less

Hidden dangers Great duress

Ah, the moment of glory is close at hand

Hoo-whee It's gonna be grand

Adventure is a wonderful thing

Pack only the essentials

I'll tell you what to bring

Your strength, your nerve Your hearts, your wits

And for skullasaurus attacks

A first aid kits

Adventure is a hoot and a half

You'll face unearthly dangers and look at them and laugh

The claws The teeth

The chase The thrill

You'll never want to come home

Maybe you never will

That's the beauty of adventure

It's strictly sink or float

It runs you till you're ragged

Then it grabs you by the throat

You struggle to survive it

Though the chances are remote

Hoo-hoo! Lucky you, wish I was coming too

Adventure is a wonderful thing

I almost forgot the very best part.

You not only get to save your friend from the most dangerous place...

namely skull... but from the most dangerous part...

of the most dangerous place... the eye of the skull itself!

Oh, bother.

And you, General Pooh

Off you go Marching high and low

Your friend waits at the end

Right here.

Take a look The map is perfectly clear

With your excellent sense of direction

You've nothing to fear

Through the quicksand and the chasms

Tempting fate and fighting spasms

Dodging avalanching boulders

Remember: Christopher Robin's fate

Rests completely on your shoulders, Pooh

- Excuse me, Owl... - It's up to you

That's the beauty of adventure

The trembling and the dread

I can't think of another thing I'd rather do instead

- Perhaps you could join us? - No, no, you go ahead.

Hoo-hoo! Lucky you! Tallyho and toodle-oo!

Ready now? Noble-chinned!

Chest out, tummy in!

Make a fracas, have a fling. Drop a postcard, give a ring.

Get the lead out! Time to swing!

Whoop-de-doo and bah-dah-bing!

Adventure

Is a wonderful thing

I salute you!

And those of you doomed to never return, I salute you twice!

And so Pooh and his friends crossed over into...

well, that part of the Hundred Acre Wood...

which Owl called "the great unknown."

It was the start of their quest for Christopher Robin.

They would find him, Owl said...

if they could get through the woods.

For the woods, Owl said...

were filled with heffalumps...

and woozles...

and...

who knew how much worse.

Look!

"The upside-down rock.

"If you've made it this far...

"you're where monsters...

are."

- What was that? - Sounded too hungry for a heffalump.

Too plump for a jag-u-lar.

I'd say it's a...

big old buggy-eyed...

saber-toothy skullasaurus.

- Skullasaurus? - Which way do we run?

- Where do we hide? - What's the shortest short cut home?

I believe, uh, that way is a good way.

- Run! - Run, run!

Wait! Wait!

Although this way could be better.

Gimme a break, will ya?

If not over here.

Although...

there might be particularly pleasant as well.

Stop it!

We're getting nowhere fast, Pooh, and that just won't do.

A leader must be someone leaderly, quick-thinking, informed.

Someone like...

me.

Well... Heh-heh. There.

Anyone with half a set of smarts can see we lose the beast...

by cutting across this lovely meadow.

And a lovely meadow it is.

Oh, why, look!

Is that a golden dahlia daffodilus?

Rare for this location.

What exactly is this location, Rabbit?

And might it be nearer Christopher Robin than farther?

Why, uh, uh, we're... we're right here, on course, of course.

Where else would we be?

Owl, where are we?

"Nice peaceful spot." Ha! Indeed.

Oh, d-d-dear! This-This is not the place...

for a small and frightfully fearful animal such as myself.

Or myself.

Or himself.

Thanks for noticin'.

Yes, w-well, p-precisely why I chose it.

No s-skullasauruses would dare follow us in here.

Piglet! Come back!

I can't lose you too!

My, my.

I believe you've made a friend, Piglet.

I believe you're right, Pooh.

Over here!

And another, it seems.

And also that one.

And that one too... as well.

And he... or her. And her. And him!

And they! And them!

Face it, Piglet, old pal.

You're just plain popular.

Some piglets have it...

some donkeys don't.

Oh! I believe, Piglet, they want to take you home with them.

It's very kind of them, I'm sure...

but, uh, I already have a home.

Oh, d-d-dear!

Piglet!

Don't leave!

I wouldn't if I could, but I can't!

Jump, Piglet! We'll catch ya, likely as not!

I would if I could, but they won't let me!

Uh, perhaps you can ask your friends...

to bring you back!

Why, yes...

but I don't know which way "back" is.

It's down here. Look.

I'm afraid I'm too afraid to look.

Ohh, if only Christopher Robin was here.

Christopher Robin!

Piglet, that's it!

He said all I have to do is remember...

that you're, uh, bigger than... a big leaf.

Um, I mean... Uh, bolder when you're not green.

Oh... Or...

Is any of this making you feel any less afraid, Piglet?

I'm afraid not, Pooh.

Oh, bother.

Hmph.

How to get a Piglet down who is very up.

Oh, bother.

Oh, e-excuse me, but is that you, Pooh?

Yes, Piglet, it is.

May we be coming down soon?

I believe so, Piglet.

Uh, how soon?

Very.

Hmm?

That's throwin' your weight around, buddy bear!

Imagine, bein' outnumbered by those buggy boys a zillion to one!

What a guy.

Heh-heh. Uh, brave, indeed.

Now, i-if you don't mind, uh, Cressifer Ribbon...

Rissifer Crobbin... Rossifer Crubbin...

is, uh, this way.

Are you all right, Piglet?

Yes, Pooh. Thank you.

Saving me was, uh, very brave of you.

But you're brave too, Piglet.

Braver than, uh...

uh, something.

I am? Oh! What thing is that?

I'm not sure, Piglet.

Oh, if only I could remember.

This way and that way...

the map led them to all the places Christopher Robin wasn't...

but to none of the places he was.

And still Rabbit refused to realize...

the map didn't know which way it was going.

So, we first head east by south...

then south by east.

Of course, minus the magnetic variation, plus the wind drift...

we clearly go, uh...

this way!

I wonder if those rather forbidding-looking things...

might be the Forbidden Mountains...

where Christopher Robin is.

You're right, Pooh.

You found 'em, buddy bear!

Excuse me.

The way to there is over here.

But, Rabbit, isn't that them...

over there?

Now, which are you going to believe...

this official map or your own eyes?

Look for yourself and you'll see we're right on course.

It's all right there in black and white.

Why would anyone want to wander around wondering which way to go...

when they have a map to follow?

A map is not a guess, an estimation or a hunch.

- A feeling or a foolish intuition - Yes.

- But... - A map is a dependable...

unwavering, inarguably accurate...

Portrayer

Of your position

Never trust your ears your nose, your eyes

Putting faith in them is most unwise

Here's a phrase you all must memorize

In the printed word is where truth lies

- Yes, but, Rabbit... - Never trust your tummies

Your tails or toes

You can't learn a thing from any of those.

Here's another fact I must disclose

From the mighty pen true wisdom flows

If it says so then it is so

If it is so Uh, well, so it is

A thought's not fit to think till it's printed in ink

Then it says it so So it is.

Uh, yes, but I think that...

Never trust that thing between your ears

Brains will get you nowhere fast, my dears

Haven't had a need for mine in years

On the pages where the truth appears

If it says so then it is so

If it is so so it is

A thought's not fit to think till it's printed in ink

- Never differ from or doubt it - Bother.

Or go anywhere without it

Thank goodness we've got this.

So we don't need to fret about it

If it says so

So it is

Aaah! Oh, no! The map! Get the map!

With only half a map, we're... we're less than nowhere!

After that map!

I got it! Don't have it.

I had it! I don't have it now.

I want it again! I got it! I ain't got it. I don't have it.

I got it. Wait, I'll get it! No, I don't... I have it!

Hmm.

I wonder what's causing this tail to fail.

Maybe it just doesn't have what it takes.

Yikes!

Christopher Robin!

Tigger, of all the safer places to be...

I don't think this is one.

- You could fall. - Yeah!

Well, you know what they say:

What doesn't bounce up has gotta fall down.

Eh, there's no time for this! We've had too many delays!

So you just bounce out of there this moment!

No way! The wind isn't right!

But there isn't any wind.

Okay, okay, you got me.

The truth is...

my tail just doesn't have...

enough strength.

Ohh!

Don't worry, Tigger.

Christopher Robin said I just have to remember...

you're, uh, taller than a beam.

Uh, really?

Or was it slower than whipped cream?

Do you feel any bouncier now?

Nope.

Oh!

Perhaps your tail just needs a hand.

Could you bounce up this far?

- Whoa! - Pooh Bear!

Uh, how about now?

No, no, no, no. Thanks for tryin'.

I'm goin' out the way I came in.

A second-rate bouncer.

Oh, Piglet!

Um, uh, uh, Tigger.

Mmm?

Ohh. Okay.

Look at the biceps on that bear.

I don't deserve to dangle from the same precipice.

What's donkey boy sayin'?

I said, "Ouch."

Yike!

Now, don't worry, Piglet. It's only me.

Oh.

Yike!

Now, don't worry, Piglet.

It's only Tigger and Rabbit and Eeyore.

The map! Hoo-hoo! We have it! Whoo-hoo! We can go now!

Worry now, Piglet. It's the skullasaurus.

I know we went over this way, and-and-and I came across it...

but then I lost my way over... and if I don't dig...

Might you know which way Christopher Robin is...

uh, from here, Rabbit?

Uh, uh, well... I mean...

There's this way, of course.

Not that it's the right way.

Uh, we obviously want to go this way.

Though that way's further than farther and then nearer than not.

Although we can't rule out this way.

Now, if Christopher Robin was here, what would he say?

Well, he'd say...

"That Rabbit can't function in this humidity."

That it's not his fault. This fog isn't even on the map!

And that...

"That Rabbit is just not smart enough...

to know where to go or what to do."

Oh! Christopher Robin says, "At a time like this...

all I have to do is remember."

Remember what?

I forget, but it's something like...

"You're smarter when you're pink."

Does that help?

No. I-I-I don't know where we are...

and where we aren't.

And I haven't known for hours.

I've failed us all.

I believe I have as well.

Let's face it: Without Christopher Robin...

we don't have a chance of finding Christopher Robin.

Perhaps we might rest in there...

until this mist is mostly mistless?

End of the road.

Nothin' to do.

And no hope of things gettin' better.

Sounds like Saturday night at my house.

I've tried to find you, Christopher Robin.

I know, Pooh. I... I'm sorry.

You'd have found him by now if, if-if I hadn't...

Pooh Bear?

I've looked all the places you aren't.

I just can't find the places you are.

I only know that you are where I am not.

And where am I?

I wish you were here to tell me.

Perhaps if I were to wish very, very hard.

Come out, moon

Come out, wishing star

Come out, come out

Wherever you are

I'm out here in the dark

All alone and wide awake

Come and find me

I'm empty and I'm cold

And my heart's about to break

Come and find me

I need you to come here and find me

'Cause without you I'm totally lost

I've hung a wish on every star

It hasn't done much good so far

I can only dream of you

Wherever you are

I'll hear you laugh I'll see you smile

I'll be with you

Just for a while

But when the morning comes and the sun begins to rise

I will lose you

Because it's just a dream when I open up my eyes

I will lose you

I used to believe in forever

But forever's too good to be true

I've hung a wish on every star

It hasn't done much good so far

I don't know what else to do

Except to try to dream of you

And wonder if you are dreaming too

Wherever you are

Oh, my.

Wherever you are

Oh, dear!

Piglet?

- Ska-Ska-Ska... - Huh?

Try to be specific.

Skull.

Christopher Robin's in the eye of that thing?

How are we gonna get way up there?

By going in there?

But it's dark.

And f-f-f-frightful.

And we have no idea what we'll f-find.

But we know what's gonna find us.

The skullasaurus!

N-N-Now which way to the eye of the skull?

Don't look at me.

Oh, bother.

Think! Think!

If each of us went where the other one hasn't... Think!

And one were where another wasn't...

Uh, by which I mean to say...

perhaps we should split up?

Why, Pooh Bear...

I believe that's a very smart idea.

I'm so glad you liked it.

Whatever it was.

Christopher Robin.

C-C-Christopher Robin.

Christopher Robin, yoo-hoo.

- What's that? - Oh, d-dear!

Heh-heh. There's nothing to be afraid of.

It's just the wind. Yes, that's right.

Yes. S-See, it's nothing. Nothing at all.

Rabbit?

Christopher Robin!

Christopher Robin!

Come out, come out, wherever you aren't.

Tigger?

Whoo!

Piglet?

Whoa!

Eeyore!

Whoa!

Help!

Tigger! Rabbit! Eeyore!

Thanks for noticin'.

There it is! There it is!

It's the terribibolous skullasaurus I've ever seen!

Not to mention the only one.

Did someone say "skullasaurus"?

Whoa!

Did you hear that? The skullasaurus.

It got Pooh.

Pigwet.

Wabbit! Tigger!

I'm gonna miss that bear.

Oh, Pooh.

Now it sounds like the beastly creature is...

Look there!

The eye of the skull!

Whatever will we do?

Well, we could get the kid outta there.

If anybody has any ideas...

how to get up there, that is.

The map! What's it say?

Oh, my. It's useless.

There's nothing in here about how to get up there.

Why, why, I'd have to figure it out all by myself.

From scratch. I-I... Can I do that?

Yeah. Can he do that?

I could try for Pooh.

Fank you, Wabbit.

I have it!

Tigger, you can bounce Piglet to that ledge up there.

Oh, and, Piglet, you can toss that long viny thing to us down here...

and we'll shimmy on up and rescue Christopher Robin together.

Me? Make a bounce like that...

with a rickety old tail like this?

Oh, contrariwise.

Well, I guess I could try...

if it'd make Pooh happy.

Vewwy, vewwy happy.

It's, uh, a rather high place for a very small animal.

But I'll be brave for Pooh Bear.

One for the money, two for the show...

three because, uh, uh, it comes before four...

and here we go!

You did it!

You know, for a moment...

I almost thought I could hear Pooh Bear...

cheering us on.

Wait for me, Piglet!

Hold on, Eeyore!

Hmm, bother.

I believe if there is no way out...

that I shall have to stay in.

With no more friends.

No more Christopher Robin.

No more "we."

If only I hadn't forgotten what he asked me to remember.

Oh, Christopher Robin...

if you just could have seen Piglet.

He was so much braver than he believes.

And Tigger was stronger than he seems.

And Rabbit, smarter than he thinks.

Even if we're not, I'll always be with you.

Christopher Robin?

Always be with you.

Always be with you.

Hmm. It's a rather puzzlesome thing...

but it's almost as if you had never left me.

But that can't be, can it?

Or, can it?

Perhaps you are here.

So even though we're apart...

we really are together.

And then perhaps Owl was mistaken all along.

Perhaps the place where you are is not on a map.

How very nice for... us.

This is it! Oh! It's...

It's...

It's Christopher Robin?

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! You made it!

Oh, how clever of you!

We're so very glad to see you!

- Hello. - Where have you been?

I've been searching everywhere for you.

We've been searching for you, but on the way...

I found something else: that I'm brave enough.

Feast your eyes on this! I'm strong enough!

I found I'm smart enough. Pretty smart, eh?

Didn't have to come clear out here to find it.

Had it inside all along.

Of course you did. It's just like I told... Wait!

- Searching for me? - Why, certainly.

- To save you from skull. - Skull? Oh, no.

I was at school.

- School? - That Owl... Oh!

I knew skull had another "Y" in it.

But, uh, you said to worry about you...

'cause you were going far away.

- Yeah, and you needed help. - No, no, no.

"Don't worry about me.

"I'm not going far away, just to school.

Be back this afternoon. Help yourself to this honey."

And it looks like Pooh did.

Where is Pooh?

Oh, Christopher Robin...

the skullasaurus gobbled him up.

The what?

That's no skullasaurus.

There's only one thing that makes a sound like that:

the rumbly tumbly of a hungry-for-honey Pooh Bear.

Now, Christopher Robin...

I was saving this honey for you.

But since we're together...

if I munched a small smackerel...

you'd have half, would you not?

Although, to be fair to us both...

I should munch twice as much.

But then this would only last half as long.

Oh, it's a bothersome thing eating for two.

When there's company of three!

Oh! Look what someone has left!

Hmm?

Oh!

Silly old bear.

And we looked and looked...

but every place we looked was one of those places you weren't.

And by the time we thought to look where you were...

well, we, um, uh...

Excuse me, Christopher Robin...

but wasn't that a bit, um...

bigger?

Yeah. And a whole lot scarier?

Well, things can seem that way...

when we're alone and afraid...

or so I'm told.

But now there's nothing to be afraid of.

Ooh!

Nothing to be afraid of at all!

The sky is perfectly blue

The clouds are perfect too

And here I am with you

What could be more right

A quest has come to an end

And home's around the bend

And here you are, my friend

What could be more right

Nothing can go wrong if everything is right

And everything is right somehow

Nothing can go wrong as long as everything is right

And everything is right right now

Bees are buzzing around

We're on familiar ground

And look at who we've found

What could be more right

Nothin' can go wrong if everything is right

And everything is right somehow

Nothing can go wrong as long as everything is right

- And everything is right - Top to bottom!

- Everything is right - Thank goodness you've got him!

Everything is right

- Perfectly, wonderfully, totally! - Silly old bear.

Right now

I still am not certain...

why you went to this school, Christopher Robin.

Well, I went there to learn things.

We learn things here.

I mean things like...

where the sun goes at night and how words are spelled.

And how they're not.

Oh, Rabbit will be so proud.

It's rather fun, really, in a different sort of way.

It was scary at first...

but then I remembered how brave Piglet can be...

and that helped.

And sometimes, I didn't think I'd have the strength to go on.

Then I thought of Tigger.

And once, I found myself feeling very much alone.

What did you do then?

I thought of you, Pooh.

It's what I would've done.

Pooh Bear...

I'm told that tomorrow I'll be...

going again.

Again?

Shall I find you again?

No. I'm going to school.

I'll be back, as long as you're here.

Promise me you'll be here.

Always? Even when I'm a hundred?

How old shall I be then?

Ninety-nine.

I promise.

Forever and ever?

Yes, Christopher Robin...

forever and ever.

And so, it is here we shall leave them...

and here we shall find them again...

for the boy and the bear will always be together...

in this remarkable place...

called the Hundred Acre Wood.

Come out, moon

Come out, wishin' star

Come out, come out

Wherever you are

I'm out here in the dark all alone and wide awake

Come and find me

I'm empty and I'm cold

And my heart's about to break

Come and find me

I need you to come here and find me

'Cause without you I'm totally lost

I've hung a wish on every star

It hasn't done much good so far

I can only dream of you

Wherever you are

But when the morning comes

And the sun begins to rise

I will lose you

Because it's just a dream

When I open up my eyes

I will lose you

I used to believe in forever

But forever's too good to be true

I've hung a wish on every star

It hasn't done much good so far

Oh, I can only dream of you

Wherever you are

I'll hear you laugh

And I'll see you smile

I'll be with you

Just for a while

Oh, I'll be there just for a while

Ohhh, yeah, yeah

I'll come and find you

I used to believe in forever

But forever's too good to be true

I've hung a wish on every star

It hasn't done much good so far

Oh, I don't know what else to do

Except to try to dream of you

And wonder if you're dreamin' too

Ooh-hoo

Wherever you are

Wherever you are