Pepperito Puppito and the Honey Tree/Script

This could be the room of any small friend, but it just happens to belong to a little friend named Sassette Smurfling.
Like most small friends, Sassette Smurfling has toy animals to play with, and they all live together in a wonderful world of make-believe.
But her best friend is a bear called Pepperito Puppito or Pepperito for short. Now Pepperito had some very unusual adventures and they all happened right here in the Hundred Acre Wood. 
Who’s a little cutie dainty as a dream, who’s the one you can’t regret?
We’ll give you just three guesses: Sassette, Sassette, Sassette.
A hamster named Bossy is her friend and Viola and little Bijou 
There's Kingito, and Pingle, and there's Brainy Smurf, but most of all Pepperito Puppito
Come on and see see see, Pepperito Puppito
See see see, Pepperito Puppito
He will be, Parachuting for you pleasure, Sailing seas in search of treasure
Anything so he can measure, Up to men, That's Pepperito Puppito, 
A small pooch, Who tries but can't succeed-o, Though he may fail, 
As he vies for fame and glory, Still he tries in each new story tale, 
Come On and See See See, Pepperito Puppito, 
A small pooch, Who tries but can't succeed-o, Though he may fail, 
As he vies for fame and glory, Still he tries in each new story tale, 
Pepperito Puppito 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 Pep heard his clock (tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock) 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 Pooch.
With a hefty happy appetite,
He's a hefty happy Pooch
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 Pepperito Puppito 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 in 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 Pooch flew like a bee.
But I wouldn't be a Cutetito then.
So I guess I wouldn't care then.
Bears love honey but I'm a Pooch there, still I do care And 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.
Pepperito Puppito 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
-Pepperito Puppito?
- No, Sassette Smurfling!
Oh.
Sassette Smurfling lived in another part of the forest, where she could be near her friends and help them with their problems.
On this summer day, gloomy old Bossy being stuffed with saw-dust had lost his tail again.
Bossy, this won't hurt.
Never does.
Ooh, heh, heh.
There now!
Did I get your tail on properly Bossy?
No matter.
Most likely lose it again anyway.
[Brainy] It is my considered opinion that Bossy's tail should be placed a trifle to the uh, right.
[Viola] Now, if you would ask me, I think it's just a wee bit...
[Bijou] South!
[Viola] Uh, no, no. North, dear.
[Sassette Smurfling] Cheer up, Bossy!
Don't be so gloomy!
Try swishing it.
(Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish)
[Brainy] It worked, it worked!
[Bijou] Oh Goody!
Hooray!
[Bossy] Thanks.
It's not much of a tail, but I'm sort of attached to it.
[Pep] Good morning, Sassette Smurfling!
Oh, good morning, Pepperito Puppito!
[Viola] Good morning, Pepperito!
[Bijou] Good morning, Pepperito!
[Bossy] If it is a good morning, which I doubt.
[Sassette Smurfling] What are you looking for, Pepperito?
I just said to myself coming along thinking and wondering if you had such a thing as a, such a thing Sassette, 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, and 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 Sassette showed Pepperito Puppito to the very muddy place.
And Pep 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 hound .
Now would you aim me at the bees, please?
Careful, Pep! 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.
Sassette Smurfling! 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---
Sassette Smurfling!
Oh, bother.
I think I shall come down.
I'll catch you Pep!
Hurry.
Come on!
The bees.
Help!
Sassette Smurfling, you never can tell with bees.
[Narrator] Now Pep 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...
Kingito?
Well, I like Kingito, because he uses short easy words like "How about lunch?" and "Help yourself, Pep"
[Kingito] Pep?
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".
Kingito, is that you?
No.
Isn't that Kingito's voice?
I don't think so, it isn't meant to be.
Hello, Kingito!
Oh, hello Pep Bear. Pep Bear? What a pleasant surprise! How about lunch?
Oh, thank you, Kingito.
And help yourself, Pep.
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, Kingito.
So Pep ate, and ate, and ate, and ate, and ate, and ate, and ate, and ate... and ATE!
Until at last he said to Kingito in a rather sticky voice.
I must be going now.
Good bye, Kingito.
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 Sassette Smurfling.
Oh, dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh my, heavens to Betsy.
Well, if it isn't Pepperito.
Oh, hello, Brainy.
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 dog 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.
Scoops's the name.
What's your problem?
Uh, yes, yes, yes, yes.
It seems the entrance to Kingito'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.
[Pep] After all, he's not in the book you know.
Oh.
[Kingito] Here we come, don't worry.
[Sassette Smurfling] Cheer up, Pep bear, we're coming.
We'll get you out.
[Bossy] Well, maybe.
[Sassette Smurfling] Silly old bear, here, give me your paw.
Oh, it's no use, I'm stuck.
Well, if we can't pull you out Pep, perhaps we can push you back.
[Kingito] Oh, no, not that.
Oh, my gracious, oh dear.
Having got this far, it seems a pity to waste it.
[Sassette Smurfling] Pepperito, there's only one thing we can do, wait for you to get thin again.
Oh bother, how long will that take?
[Bossy] Days, weeks, months, years, who knows?
[Kingito] 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, Pep!
You mess up my moose!
[Viola] Pep, Roo has a little surprise for you.
[Roo] Flowers!
[Kanga] No, Pep.
You don't eat them, you smell them.
[Pep] Oh. (Sniff)
[Kingito] It's not bad, not bad at all.
It's rather good I think.
[Pep] Uh.... (Sniff) Uh, uh----
[Kingito] Oh, no. Hold it!
[Pep] ----chooo!
[Kingito] Oh, no, no, no, help!
Why did I ever invite that bear to lunch?
Why, oh why, oh why?
While Pep'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!
[Scoops] 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?
[Scoops] Well, uh, let me see here... summer squash, salmon salad, succotash, slices of custard, and honey.
Honey?
[Kingito] Honey!
Oh, no!
Could you ssssspare a sssssmall sssssmackerel?
Say, you have to do something about that speech impediment, sonny.
Oh, thank you, Scoops.
[Kingito] I'll taste it for you.
[Scoops] That supercilious scoundrel confiscated my honey!
[Kingito] DON'T FEED THE DOG!
[Scoops] 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 Kingito was beginning to think that he might never be able to use his front door again, it happened.
He budged!
Hooray!
Sassette Smurfling!
Sassette Smurfling!
He bidged!
He badged!
He boodged!
Today is a day!
Hurray for you
Hurray for me
Hurray, Hurray
The Pooch 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 Pep
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 Kingito's door
Think heave-ish
Think ho-ish
And out the Pooch will go-ish
For mind over matter has made the Pooch un-fatter
Heave!
Ho!
Heave!
Ho!
Heave Heave Heave Heave Heave. (Pop!)
[Kingito] Oh, there he goes!
[Scoops] Suffering sassafras.
He's sailing clear out of the book.
Quick, turn the page!
[Bossy] Stuck again.
[Sassette Smurfling] Don't worry, Pep!
We'll get you out.
[Pep] No hurry!
Take your time.
Yum, yum.
Bears love honey but I'm a Pooch there
Yum, Yum, Yum, Yum.
Mmmmm.
Zoom, dee, dum, dum.
Time for something sweet.
Come On and See See See, Pepperito Puppito,
As he vies for fame and glory,----(winks)----Still he tries in each new story tale