Winnie the Pooh and the Honey Tree/Transcript

This could be the room of any small boy, but it just happens to belong to a boy named Christopher Robin. 
Like most small boys Christopher Robin has toy animals to play with, and they all live together in a wonderful world of make-believe. 
But his best friend is a bear called Winnie the Pooh or Pooh for short. Now Pooh had some very unusual adventures and they all happened right here in the Hundred Acre Wood. 
Deep in the hundred acre wood where Christopher Robin plays 
You'll find the enchanted neighborhood of Christopher's childhood days 
A donkey named Eeyore is his friend and Kanga and little Roo and Tigger too
There's Rabbit and Piglet and there's Owl, but most of all Winnie the Pooh 
Winnie the Pooh 
Winnie the Pooh 
Tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff 
He's Winnie the Pooh 
Winnie the Pooh 
Willy nilly silly old bear 
Winnie the Pooh (pooh) 
Winnie the Pooh (pooh) 
Tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff 
He's Winnie the Pooh 
Winnie the Pooh 
Willy nilly silly old bear 
Winnie the Pooh lived in this enchanted forest under the name of Sanders, which means he had the name over the door in gold letters, and he lived under it. 
Now when Pooh heard his Pooh-coo clock (pooh-coo, pooh-coo, pooh-coo, pooh-coo, pooh-coo, pooh-coo, pooh-coo, pooh-coo) he knew it was time for something, but he was a bear of very little brain, so when he thought, he thought in the most thoughtful way he could think. 
Haven't thought of anything, have you? 
No, neither have I. 
Think, think, think. 
Oh, yes. 
Time for my stoutness exercise. 
Up, down, up 
When I up, down, touch the ground 
It puts me in the mood, 
Up, down touch the ground 
In the mood (smack, smack) for food, 
I am stout, round and I have found, 
Speaking poundage wise, 
I improve my appetite 
When I exercise. 
Oh, stuff and fluff. That's better, thank you. Uh, now where was I? 
Oh yes, I'm rumbly in my tumbly. 
Time for something sweet. 
I am short, fat and proud of that, 
And so with all my might 
I up, down, up, down to 
My appetite's delight! 
While I up, down, touch the ground, 
I think of things to chew, 
(Mmm, like honey, milk, and chocolate) 
With a hefty happy appetite, 
I'm a hefty happy Pooh. 
With a hefty happy appetite, 
He's a hefty happy Pooh 
Oh, bother! Empty again! Only the sticky part's left. 
(Bizzzzz, Buzzzzzz) 
That buzzing noise means something, and the only reason for making a buzzing-noise that I know of is because you're a bee! 
And the only reason for being a bee is to make honey! 
And the only reason for making honey is so I can eat it. 
And so Winnie the Pooh climbed the honey tree. 
He climbed and he climbed and he climbed, and as he climbed he hummed a little hum. 
And I call it my rumbly and my tumbly song. 
Yes, and it went something like this: 
Hum dum de dum, hum dum de dum, 
I'm so rumbly in my tumbly, 
Time to munch an early luncheon, 
Hum de dum dum dum 
Oh, I wouldn't climb this tree. 
If a Pooh flew like a bee.
But I wouldn't be a bear then. 
So I guess I wouldn't care then.
Bears love honey
And I'm a Pooh bear
So I do care
And so I'll climb there 
I'm so rumbly in my tumbly,
Time for something, for something... sweet... to eat! 
If only I hadn't... You see, what I meant to do... It all comes, I suppose of... liking honey so much. Oh, bother. 
Winnie the Pooh crawled out of the gorse-bush, brushed the prickles from his nose and began to think again. 
Think, think, think. 
And the first person he thought of was 
-Winnie the Pooh? 
- No, Christopher Robin! 
Oh. 
Christopher Robin lived in another part of the forest, where he could be near his friends and help them with their problems. 
On this summer day, gloomy old Eeyore being stuffed with saw-dust had lost his tail again. 
Eeyore, this won't hurt. 
Never does. 
Ooh, heh, heh. 
There now! 
Did I get your tail on properly Eeyore? 
No matter. 
Most likely lose it again anyway. 
[Owl] It is my considered opinion that Eeyore's tail should be placed a trifle to the uh, right. 
[Kanga] Now, if you would ask me, I think it's just a wee bit... 
[Roo] South! 
[Kanga] Uh, no, no. North, dear. 
[Christopher Robin] Cheer up, Eeyore! 
Don't be so gloomy! 
Try swishing it. 
(Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish) 
[Owl] It worked, it worked! 
[Roo] Oh Goody! 
Hooray! 
[Eeyore] Thanks. 
It's not much of a tail, but I'm sort of attached to it. 
[Pooh] Good morning, Christopher Robin! 
Oh, good morning, Winnie the Pooh! 
[Kanga] Good morning, Pooh Bear! 
[Roo] Good morning, Pooh Bear! 
[Eeyore] If it is a good morning, which I doubt. 
[Christopher Robin] What are you looking for, Pooh Bear? 
I just said to myself coming along thinking and wondering if you had such a thing as a, such a thing Christopher Robin, as a balloon about you. 
What do you want a balloon for? 
Psst! 
Honey. 
But you don't get honey with a balloon! 
I do. 
How? 
I shall fly like a bee, we're up to the honey tree. See? 
But, just a minute! You can't fool the bees that way. 
You'll see. Now would you be so kind as to pull me to a muddy place of which I know of.
So Christopher Robin pulled Winnie the Pooh to the very muddy place. 
And Pooh rolled and rolled until he was black all over. 
There, now. 
Isn't this a clever disguise? 
What are you supposed to be? 
A little black rain cloud, of course. 
Silly old bear. 
Now would you aim me at the bees, please? 
Careful, Pooh! Hold on tight. 
Yes, yes, yes, yes!
Four, Three, Two, One! 
I'm just a little black rain cloud 
Hovering under the honey tree, 
I'm only a little black rain cloud, 
Pay no attention to little me. 
Ev'ryone knows that a rain cloud 
Never eats honey, no, not a nip, 
I'm just floating around over the ground 
Wondering where I will drip. 
Christopher Robin! I think the bees S-U-S-P-E-C-T something. 
Perhaps they think you're after their honey? 
Why it maybe that. You never can tell with bees. 
Well, I'm just a little black rain cloud,
hovering under the honey tree---
Christopher Robin! 
I think it would help with this deception if you would get, kind of open, your umbrella and say: Tut-tut, it looks like rain. 
Tut-tut, it looks like rain, Tut-tut, it looks like rain. 
Christopher Robin, I have come to a very important decision. 
These are the sorts of bees. 
Excuse me please, bees. 
Christopher Robin! 
Oh, bother. 
I think I shall come down. 
I'll catch you Pooh! 
Hurry. 
Come on! 
The bees. 
Help! 
Christopher! 
Christopher Robin, you never can tell with bees. 
[Narrator] Now Pooh was not the sort to give up easily. 
When he put his mind to honey, he stuck to it. 
Now honey rhymes with bunny, and bunny rhymes with...a... 
Rabbit? 
Well, I like Rabbit, because he uses short easy words like "How about lunch?" and "Help yourself, Pooh" 
[Rabbit] Pooh? 
Lunch? 
Oh, no, not again. 
Oh my, oh my, oh my, goodness gracious! 
Is anybody at home? 
"What I said was, 'Is anyone at home?' 
No. 
Bother. 
Isn't there anyone here at all? 
Nobody. 
Somebody, because somebody must have said "nobody". 
Rabbit, is that you? 
No. 
Isn't that Rabbit's voice? 
I don't think so, it isn't meant to be. 
Hello, Rabbit! 
Oh, hello Pooh Bear. Pooh Bear? What a pleasant surprise! How about lunch? 
Oh, thank you, Rabbit. 
And help yourself, Pooh. 
Uh, would you like condensed milk? Or honey on your bread? 
Oh. But, never mind of bread, please. Just a small helping, if you please? 
Oh, there you are. Is something wrong? 
Well, I didn't mean a little larger small helping. 
But perhaps you save time if you took a whole jar. 
Thank you, Rabbit. 
So Pooh ate, and ate, and ate, and ate, and ate, and ate, and ate, and ate... and ATE! 
Until at last he said to Rabbit in a rather sticky voice.
I must be going now. 
Good bye, Rabbit. 
Well, good bye. 
If you're sure you won't have any more. 
Is there any more? 
No, there isn't. 
I thought not. 
Oh, oh, oh, help and bother. 
I'm stuck. 
Oh, dear, oh, gracious, well, it all comes from eating too much. 
Oh, it all comes of not having front doors big enough. 
Oh dear, it's no use, there's only one thing to do, I'll get Christopher Robin. 
Oh, dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh my, heavens to Betsy. 
Well, if it isn't Pooh Bear. 
Oh, hello, Owl. 
Splendid day to be up and about one's business quite.
Oh, I say, are you stuck? 
No, no, just resting and thinking and humming to myself. 
You, sir, are stuck. 
A wedged bear in a great tightness. 
In a word, irremovable. 
Now, obviously, this situation calls for an expert. 
Somebody call for excavation expert? 
I'm not in the book, but I'm at your service. 
Gopher's the name. 
Here's my card. 
What's your problem? 
Uh, yes, yes, yes, yes. 
It seems the entrance to Rabbit's domicile is impassable. 
Uh, to be exact, plugged. 
And you want me to dig it out? 
Precisely. 
Uh, I say, it's over here, my good fellow. 
Hmm. Huh? First thing to be done is, uh, get rid of that bear. 
He's gumming up the whole project. 
Dash it all, he is the project. 
Hard digging, might hit bedrock, danger can happen, risky. 
He needs planks for bracing. 
Big job, take two, three days. 
Three days?!
What about lunches? 
No problem, I always go home for lunch. 
Oh, this'll run into money. 
I, uh, I say, how much?
Er, do the job for hourly wage, plus cover material plus overtime plus 10 percent. 
And your estimate? 
Can't give you an estimate, too risky. 
Blast it all. 
Good idea! Will dynamite, save time. 
Uh, what's the charge? 
The charge? Oh, about seven sticks of dynamite? 
Oh no no no no, the cost, the charge in money.
No charge account, I work, uh, strictly cash. 
Obviously, but I should think----
Well, I can't stand around lolly-gaging all day. 
I've got a tight schedule----
Think it's over. 
Let me know. 
You've got my card. 
I'm not in the book, you know. 
Oh, dash it all, he's gone. 
[Pooh] After all, he's not in the book you know. 
Oh. 
[Rabbit] Here we come, don't worry. 
[Christopher Robin] Cheer up, Pooh bear, we're coming. 
We'll get you out. 
[Eeyore] Well, maybe. 
[Christopher Robin] Silly old bear, here, give me your paw. 
Oh, it's no use, I'm stuck. 
Well, if we can't pull you out Pooh, perhaps we can push you back. 
[Rabbit] Oh, no, not that. 
Oh, my gracious, oh dear. 
Having got this far, it seems a pity to waste it. 
[Christopher Robin] Pooh bear, there's only one thing we can do, wait for you to get thin again. 
Oh bother, how long will that take? 
[Eeyore] Days, weeks, months, years, who knows?
[Rabbit] Oh dear, if I have to face that, that thing for months. Make the best of it. 
Oh, no! 
There it is again! 
Well, I'll just turn it to the wall. 
Oh, dear! 
Yes, a frame! 
Aha! 
No, no, no, no. 
No.
Uh, Nice.
And a splash of color. 
Oh, it, it just doesn't have that rustic and proper look. 
There. 
A hunting trophy. 
I know just the thing. 
Something tickles. 
Oh, Pooh! 
You mess up my moose! 
[Kanga] Pooh, Roo has a little surprise for you. 
[Roo] Flowers! 
[Pooh] Honeysuckle! 
[Kanga] No, Pooh. 
You don't eat them, you smell them. 
[Pooh] Oh. (Sniff) 
[Rabbit] It's not bad, not bad at all. 
It's rather good I think. 
[Pooh] Uh.... (Sniff) Uh, uh----
[Rabbit] Oh, no. Hold it! 
[Pooh] ----chooo! 
[Rabbit] Oh, no, no, no, help! 
Why did I ever invite that bear to lunch? 
Why, oh why, oh why? 
While Pooh's bottom was stuck at the top of page 28, his top was stuck at the bottom of page 30. 
So both ends waited to get thin again. 
Day after day, night after lonely night. 
I wonder what's for breakfast. (Snore) Breakfast. (snore) lunch. Huh? A lunchbox! 
[Gopher] It certainly is. 
I'm working at swing-shift, you know. 
Time for my midnight snack. 
Say, aren't you that stuck up, Bear? I still think I can blast you out of there. 
What sort of lunch is in that lunchbox? 
[Gopher] Well, uh, let me see here... summer squash, salmon salad, succotash, slices of custard, and honey. 
Honey? 
[Rabbit] Honey! 
Oh, no! 
Could you ssssspare a sssssmall sssssmackerel? 
Say, you have to do something about that speech impediment, sonny. 
Oh, thank you, Gopher. 
[Rabbit] Oh, no, not that. 
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. 
Not one drop! 
But Rabbit, I wasn't going to eat it. 
I was just going to taste it. 
[Rabbit] I'll taste it for you. 
[Gopher] That supercilious scoundrel confiscated my honey! 
[Rabbit] DON'T FEED THE BEAR! 
[Gopher] I'm gonna ski-daddle. I am not in a book---- And I'm a dink-dad glad of it. 
And then one morning, when Rabbit was beginning to think that he might never be able to use his front door again, it happened. 
He budged! 
Hooray! 
Christopher Robin! 
Christopher Robin! 
He bidged! 
He badged! 
He boodged! 
Today is a day!
Hurray for you 
Hurray for me 
Hurray, Hurray 
The Pooh will soon be free 
Dum da dum pa rum pa rum pa rum 
Now the time has come for proving what the diet did for Pooh 
And since we pledged he'd be unwedged that's what we're going to do 
He'll be pulled, and he'll be tugged, and eventually unplugged 
We'll have a tug of war to open rabbit's door 
Think heave-ish 
Think ho-ish 
And out the Pooh will go-ish 
For mind over matter has made the Pooh un-fatter 
Heave! 
Ho! 
Heave! 
Ho! 
Heave Heave Heave Heave Heave. (Pop!) 
[Rabbit] Oh, there he goes! 
[Gopher] Suffering sassafras. 
He's sailing clear out of a book. 
Quick, turn the page!
[Eeyore] Stuck again. 
[Christopher Robin] Don't worry, Pooh! 
We'll get you out. 
[Pooh] No hurry! 
Take your time. 
Yum, yum. 
Bears like honey, and I'm a Pooh bear 
Yum, Yum, Yum, Yum.
Mmmmm. 
Zoom, dee, dum, dum. 
Time for something sweet. 
Winnie the Pooh, 
Winnie the Pooh, 
Willy nilly----(winks)----silly old bear.
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