All language subtitles for The Book of Pooh (2001)

Christopher, time for school.

Okay, Mom.

- Hum-diddle-dee-deenow
- Who could that be now

Humming a melody

- Could it be who there
- Maybe it's Pooh bear

Pooh? Well, that's me!

- He's Winnie the Pooh
- Come and find me

- He's Winnie the Pooh
- He's in the book

- He's Winnie the Pooh
- You needn't remind me

Everyone knows he's Winnie the Pooh

- He's Winnie the Pooh
-And all my friends here

- He's Winnie the Pooh
- Come have a look

- He's Winnie the Pooh
- The fun never ends here

Everyone knows he's

Winnie the Pooh

Winnie the Pooh

It was a lovely day, and Christopher
Robin had just returned from school...

and he was ready to--

Uh-- Um, that's strange.

Christopher Robin?
Are you there?

Oh, how embarrassing.
I wonder where he could be.

Oh, Christopher Robin!

- Where could he be?
- Well, he should be here by now.

School lets out at 3:00,
as I rememberize it.

Uh, well, eveyone,
I hate to disappoint you...

but I don't think Christopher Robin
has arrived home yet.

Oh, bother. And I was really hoping
he might read us a stoy.

Hey! I got an idea.

Maybe if we find Christopher Robin's
little booky thing
that he writes stuffdown in--

- ''Booky thing''?
- I think Tigger means
Christopher Robin's journal, Pooh.

Oh, yes, of course.
His journal.

Oh, uh, but what is a journal,
if I may ask?

Oh, well, a journal is a book...

in which you write daily entries
about things that happen to you.

- You can also doodle in ajournal.
- Got a lot of stuff here.

Or just write down
your thoughts or feelings.

Yeah, that. And if I could just find it,
we'll look up today.

And we'll be able
to see what's happening
to Christopher Robin right now.

What a wonderful idea, Tigger.

Um, well, Tigger, Pooh, you know,
I'm not sure that's how a journal works.

Oh, yes. I-I'm not at all sure
that's right either.

- Ah, okay, let me see. Oh, here it is.
- Yes, well--

- My!
- Oh, look at this. Oh, look.
- Pooh, Tigger, look.

- That looks like me.
- Well, I think it is you, Piglet.

It seems that Christopher Robin
has marked his favorite stories...

about each one ofhis friends
with bookmarks.

- Oh, that's us.
- Oh, that's vey nice.

Oh, I can't wait to hear a stoy,
Piglet. I do wish Christopher Robin
would get here.

Well, uh, uh, Mr. Narrator, uh, doyou
think Christopher Robin would mind...

if we read a few stories
while we're waiting?

- Well, I don't think he would mind.
- And I thinkwe should read
the one about Pooh first...

seeing as he's the vey first one
who wanted to hear a stoy.

All right, since Pooh was the first one
who wanted to hear a stoy...

we'll read a stoy about Pooh.

Oh, my, yes.
This is a good one.

One day in the Hundred Acre Wood...

Owl was reading a book about
the great adventures ofhis Uncle Waldo.

''And so, as the sun set over the hill
Uncle Waldo flew off...

ending yet another great adventure.''

Oh, my, that was
a wonderful stoy, Owl.

- And a great adventure too.
- Yes, it was. A great adventure.

It certainly would be wonderful
to have an adventure ofmy own.

Well, Owl, how doyou find an adventure?

Oh, uh, well, um, let's see.

Mmm. I'd say there's at least
one adventure over evey hill.

- Wow. How beautiful.
- How beautiful.

I am vey determined, little Piglet,
to find an adventure.

I guess it's time to go over that hill
to look for one.

-Would you like to come with me, Piglet?
-Over the hill? Oh, my.

That sounds so vey far away.

A-A-And for certain
i-if you have to go over the hill...

you have to come back,
which is even further.

I understand, friend Piglet...

so I will be sure to tell you
all about my adventure when I return.

Oh, that would be wonderful, Pooh.

A-A-And whileyou're gone, Pooh,
I'll make a ''welcome home, Pooh''
sign for you...

and I'll be right here
when you come back.

Wonderful. Oh, it's so nice
to have a good friend like you...

when you're an adventurer like myself.

So long, Piglet.
I shall see you when I return.

So long, Pooh.

And so our brave friend Winnie the Pooh
began walking toward the hill,
looking for adventure.

Hello, Rabbit. I'm offon an adventure.
Would you like to come?

Oh, uh, sory, Pooh bear,
I'm too busy with my garden.

- Have fun.
- Thank you, Rabbit. I will.

Tigger, would you like
to go on an adventure?

No, thanks, buddy boy. I'm busy
practicin' my most tiggerific bounces.

This time I'm goin' for quality
instead of quantity.

I understand, Tigger.

I'll be sure to tell you
about my adventure after I have it.

I look forward to hearin' about it,
Pooh, old buddy boy.

I'll be seein' ya!

Well, it looks like this is
a special adventure just for me.

It's time for adventure
I'm off on an adventure

I know it's out there
waiting for a Pooh

I'm ready and I'm willing
for a trip that's thrilling

Though I'm not exactly sure
what I should do

There are mountains calling
and waters waterfalling

Now I just need to
figure out the way

I'll run and hike andc limb
'cause it's the perfect time

For adventuring today

And oh, it's wonderful

This feeling
as I'm marching forth

But oh, how botherful

To never know which way
is south and which is north

The world is inviting
It all seems so exciting

So tally-ho
Or is it tally-hey

The streams and rivers flowing
So I must be going

Adventuring
Adventuring

Adventuring

Today

So Pooh kept walking...

and walking and walking...

until he came to the vey hill
he had seen...

outside Owl's house.

Oh, my!
Look at that beautiful butterfly.

I wonder if this is
the beginning of my adventure.

I certainly hope so.

Oh, little butterfly.
I was won--

So Pooh chased the butterfly...

and it spun him around
so vey much...

that he became vey confused.

Oh, bother.

Now, let me see.
Which way did I come from?

And which way
should I go to?

Well, this way
looks vey adventurous.

So Pooh set off
down the hill again.

It really was
the way he came...

but our good friend Pooh
didn't know that.

- Whee!
- Well, look at that.

Why, that little bird over there
reminds me ofmy friend Kessie.

I'll be sure to tell her about seeing
a birdjust like her when I return.

- Well, you can hop, can'tyou?
- And bounce? I don't know.

- Hello, guys.
- Oh, Kessie, hello.

Look, over there.

The inhabitants of this
strange and beautiful land.

How do you get so much height?

I think they look
a little familiar.

Dynamics.

Well, see, you bend
your kneesies...

- and that's where you
get the spring, see?
- I see.

Oh, hello.

Excuse me, strangers.

My name is Pooh, and I'm a bear
from over the hill, you see.

And I was just wondering, um...

what sort of adventures
are you up to today?

The bear from over the hill?
You don't say.

- Are you sure about that?
- Don't you live here?

Yes. Aren't you Pooh bear?

Well, you must be thinking
of another Pooh bear, I'm afraid.

You see, I've just walked a long, long
way from the other side of the hill.

So I couldn't possibly be
the Pooh you're thinking of.

Although he does sound like
a nice enough fellow.

I understand your confusion
completely.

You know, we have creatures
like yourselves where I come from too.

In fact, my vey dear friends
from the other side of the hill...

look vey much like you.

Really? There's a rabbit just like me
on the other side of the hill?

What's he like?
Does he have a garden?

Is it as beautiful as mine?

And there's another
bluebird like me?

How high does she fly?
I would love to meet her.

Pooh, how areyou doing?

Oh, Owl, this isn't
our Pooh bear.

- Yeah. See, this is a new Pooh bear
from over the hill there.
- Oh, really?

Oh, my!
So sory to assume.

It is vey nice to meet you.
The resemblance is uncanny.

Mmm. Two Pooh bears.

Sounds pretty confusin'...

but one less name
to remember, I guess.

- Nice to meet you.
- And nice to meet all ofyou too.

You know, this is really
an unusual adventure.

And what a wonderful time
I'm having...

except for the rumbly in my tumbly.

Oh, yes, our friend Pooh bear
from this side of the hill...

likes honey, too, in fact.

And I'm sure he wouldn't mind
if you had a bit ofhis.

Really?
That would be vey nice.

Come on.
Let's go to his house.

Oh, Pooh, you're back!
Welcome home!

Hold on there, Piglet.
This here is a different Pooh.

Although he's looking
more ''familiar-ibible'' all the time.

But that can't be.
He looks just like my friend Pooh.

And I was waiting here for him
to return home, and he has.

Ooh, this is vey strange indeed.

Well, what doyou have to
say for yourself, Pooh?
If that's your real name.

I'm confused.
But then that doesn't take much.

Well, I am Pooh,
your friend, Piglet.

But what are you
doing over here?

I'm all the way
on the other side of the hill.

You travel vey fast for
such a vey small animal.

But-But you just left
just a little while ago.

And-And I said I'd be waiting foryou
here. I haven't gone anywhere.

But I believe I haven't
finished my adventure.

Really? It's still going on?
Well, how's it going?

Well, I don't know.

You see, first I walked
and walked and walked.

And then I walked
up this big hill.

Yeah, yeah? Go on!
And then what? And then what?

- And then I saw this lovely butterfly.
- Please go on!

And the butterfly flew
'round and 'round.

- Go on, go on.
- And then it flew away.

So I followed it back down
the other side ofthe hill.

Oh, go on!

And-- And then I met
all ofyou.

And you all reminded me
ofmyvey dearest friends and--

This is all making my brain
hurt a bit.

My dear Pooh--
ifI may call you that--

it seems that perhaps
you went back down the hill...

the same wayyou came up.

And you are in fact...

the Pooh bear that
we all know and love.

- Kind ofthought he looked familiar.
- Areyou sure?

Well, you certainly seem
like the Pooh bear I know--

always going offon adventures, looking
for honey and th-that sort ofthing.

Well, now thatyou mention it...

I did turn around
a number oftimes.

I guess I was here all along.

- I'm soryyou didn't get
to haveyour adventure, Pooh.
- Oh, but I did, Piglet.

Becauseyou know, I got to meet
all myvey best friends all over again.

Welcome home, Pooh!

Hmm. Pity about the other Rabbit.

I-- I would have liked
to have met him.

And that is the stoy ofhow
Pooh went on an adventure...

only to find that sometimes
the best adventures...

are in your own backyard.

And where he also learned even our most
familiar favorite friends and places...

can become new all over again.

- Ifyou can see them in a new way.
- Exactly, Piglet.

Hello, hello? Come here, little
journal-booksie-that-you-write-in thing.

Come out, come out,
whereveryou are.

Uh, Tigger, I do believe--

Oh, dear, Tigger, you seem
to be making an awful mess.

And it was so clean in here before.

What, this? Hoo-hoo!
I am not making a mess.

I am doing a vey
scientifical search.

It'sjust so much harder to find stuff
when it's all put away, you know.

Now, let me see now.
Let me see.

Well, Tigger, why don't I read
another stoywhile we're waiting?

The one about Piglet
looks interesting.

Ah, good idea there, Mr. Narrator.
Please read away.

Yes, thankyou, Mr. Narrator.
Please do.

I'd love to hear a stoy about me.

All right, now.
Let's see. Piglet, Piglet.

Hmm. Oh, yes!
I do thinkyou'll like this one.

One fine day, Piglet was
strolling happily down a path.

Little did he suspect that excitement
wasjust about the corner.

He means me.
Hoo-hoo!

Don't thank me. That was my special
good morning pounce, Piglet.

No time to chaise lounge around.

- I gotta go, little guy.
- Where areyou going, Tigger?

I gotta hit the road,
little bud-arooney.
I'm hearing the call ofthe wild.

- Call ofthe wild?
- Oh, yeah.

Once a year I go off
on a long explore by myself...

just to sharpen
myjungle instincts.

And I growl at the moon, run with
the pack, you know, that kind ofstuff.

But, Tigger, who will bounce
and pounce and-and...

and other tiggey things?

- I'll miss you.
- Really? You will?

Holy Cleveland!
I never thunk ofthat.

You're right. I couldn't possibibly
leave the Hundred Acre Wood tiggerless.

- Wh-What do we do?
- Well, I'll have to find
a replaceyment. But who?

After all, I'm the only one.

What aboutyou, Piglet?

Could you be the new me,
just for a while?

Me? Oh, yes,
I'd love to beyou!

After all, tiggers are such
large, bouncy animals.

And piglets are so small
and un-bouncy.

Splendiferous!
Then we'll start the R.T.T.P.--

that's rigorous tiggerous
training program-- right away!

This is the first phase ofyour
training, better known as ''bouncin'.''

Show me whatyou got, Piglet.

Uh-huh. Well, whatyou need is to get
more air between you and the old ground.

Wait a minuet.
I gotjust the thing.

There! Finished!

Well, all right.

Oh! I guess I forgot to tell you
about the coming down part.

I like to call phase two
''talkin' the talk.''

We'll start with an easy one.
Say ''ridikerous.''

-Ridiculous.
-No, you're adding the wrong continents.

Hoo-hoo! Ridikerous
with a ''rous'' on the end.

- You nut.
- ''Ridikerous.''

Better. Ifyou get
into troubibible...

just tell 'em you got
''Lary's gitis.''

Phase two is over.
Now, on to phase C.

Pouncing is howyou greet people.
It's fun, surprising...

and folksjust love it.

Well, I'm not so sure
about that, Tigger.

You don't have to be. I am.
Here, I'll showyou. Come up behind me.

Shout, ''Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo''!
And pounce on me. Go ahead, go ahead.

Oh, boy! What a surprise.

Thanks. That pouncejust
made mywhole day brighter.

Oh, y-you'rejust tying to be nice.

I don't make a vey good tigger, do I?

Aw, now what kind
oftalk is that...

my little Pig-tigger-latini?

I guess I haven't told you
the most, most importerant thing
about being a tigger.

- Wh-What's that?
- Your mental altitude.

Don'tyou mean mental attitude?

No, no, I mean altitude.

Ifyou wanna talk the talk
andwalk the walk

Ifyou wannabounce thebounce
andpounce thepounce

Letyour thinking
fly way uphigh

You'llsoonsee why

'Cause there'sno doubt
It'sallabout

Mentalaltitude

Yougottahave
a tiggerifiicmentalaltitude

But I don't even
look like a tigger.

Ifyouhaven'tgotstripes
Noneedtorunandhide

Youcanstillbeaguy
who wearshisstripes inside

Andjustknowing thestripes
are there willmakeyoudare

To tryandfiinda tiggerishkind

Ofmentalaltitude

A bounce-eracious,
tiggerifiicmentalaltitude

Well, I don't know.

It's confiidentiosity
thatmakesapigletroar

Whatelse could whale-ify
ameresardine

Sorevyour thinkin'engine up
andwatchyourspiritssoar

- You'llsee the world
willbeyour trampoline
- Really?

Thenyou'll talk-erate the talk

Andwalkify the walk

Come on.
Andbounce-ilate thebounce

Andpounce-itize thepounce

I think thatyou'll fiind
you'llbealotlikeme

Ifdayandnight
youkeep theright

- Mentalaltitude
- Mentalaltitude

A bumptious, scrumptious, tiggerifiic

- Mentalaltitude
- Mentalaltitude

Ajoyful-lumpious tigger-tastic,
bounce-ish, pounce-ish, quite elastic

Jump-iliciousbumperastic

Mentalaltitude

You have earned your stripes,
young Tigglet.

Rise, SirTigger Replaceyment.

Go forth and pounce.

Okay, I gotta go. The call
ofthe wild waits for no tigger.

Butyou are gonna do great.
T.T.F.N.

T.T.F.N.
Well, here goes nothing.

- Hello? Who's there?
- It's me, Tigglet.

T-I double ''glet''.

Oh, dear.
I hope I didn't harm you, Rabbit.

Ifso, I apologize most sincerely.

What areyou doing, Piglet?

Oh, well, you see,
I'm the new replacement forTigger.

- But why?
- Uh-- Oh!

T.H.T.L.F.A.F.D.!

Wh-Wh-What does that mean?

Tigger had to leave
for a few days.

Um, Piglet, why don'tyoujust
go back to being yourself?

Don't be ridikerous, old fury,
bunny-type person with ears.

Oh, please, Piglet,
just call me by my real name.

- All right?
- Oh, all right. Sory, Rabbit.

Meanwhile,
elsewhere in the woods...

Tigger realized he had forgotten
his toothbrush.

Fresh breath is vey importerant
when you're prowlin' thejungle.

So he rushed back home to get it.

Oh, look. Piglet's hangin'
out with old long ears.

Make me proud, little Tigglet.

So, you think
I'm a bad replacement, Rabbit?

Oh, no, no, Piglet.
No, no, you're doing a finejob.

In fact, ifyou'd like
to know the truth...

I wish the real Tiggerwere
a bit more smart and polite likeyou.

Do my ears deceive me?

Floppy ears thinks
I'm a terrible tigger!

Oh, who would've thunk a piglet...

would be a betterTigger
than a tigger.

Oh, it's all over for me.

I probablywouldn't even
make a good Piglet.

Oh, hello, Tigger.
What areyou doing back so soon?

Oh, I'm just stoppin' by to say hello
so I could say good-bye, I'm afraid.

I'll be leaving the Hundred Acre Wood
for good, little buddy.

Leave? Oh, but why?

Well, because that's what
washed-up tiggers do best.

You're the new stripes in town, kid.

Enjoy the ride. Oh!

Oh, fuss.
That's my favorite rake too.

Okay, up I go.
One, two, three.

Oh.

Careful.

Oh, dear.

Help me! Help me!

- Oh.
- Get Tigger!

Great idea.

- Hang on, Rabbit!
- Help me!

Tigger, help!
Rabbit is in trouble!

You have to bounce and save him.

Who needs a washed-up has-benjamin?

You do it, Piglet.
You're the new Tigger on the block.

But-But I'm much too small
to bounce high enough.

Hey, come on, Tigger.

Where's thatoldmentalaltitude

That veryhappy tiggery
mentalaltitude

Thatjoyful-ifiic
veryifiic, reallyifiic

Uh, you know what I mean.

Thatmentalaltitude

Help! Help!

Don't loseyour grip,
old long ears!

Tigger is on thejob!

Oh, dear. Oh, my.
Thankyou, Tigger.

Aw, shucks.
Twern't nothin'.

I must say, Tigger, even ifyou do
pounce on me and ruin my garden...

being a tigger is indeed
whatyou do best.

And I think I'll leave the bouncing
and pouncing to the expert from now on.

It's good to be back, fellas,
and front and forward and sideways.

And up and down, too,
for that matter.

- Well, gotta run. T.T.F.N.
- Oh, well.

Tiggers will be tiggers, I suppose.

Yes. Isn't it wonderful?

And that is the stoy ofthe day Piglet
was a tigger for a day...

and found that
evey one ofus is unique...

which means that we're
each special in our own way.

We each have our own way
oftalking, thinking--

And bouncin', 'cause
I'm the only one, you know.

Yes, Tigger, it's true.

But we're each and evey
one ofus the only one.

- Even me?
- Yes, Piglet.

Hey, where haveyou guys been?

I've been flying around
everywhere looking foryou.

We've been waiting
for Christopher Robin...

and we're reading stories he's marked
with bookmarks about each one ofus.

The first one was about me.

Really? Is there one about me?

Why, yes, there is, Kessie.
It's right here.

- Mr. Narrator?
- Atyour service.

A stoy about our little
bluebird friend Kessie.

Ah, yes, here we go.

One fine day
in the Hundred Acre Wood...

Kessie was flying about looking for--

well, uh, uh--

- What areyou looking for, Kessie?
- Oh, hi.

I was looking around to see if
any ofmy friends need any help.

- I'm a good helper.
- Why, that's vey nice ofyou.

Thanks. Hey, doyou
need any help today...

like with the stoy or something?

Why, thankyou, Kessie,
but I think the stoy...

seems to be running smoothly so far.

Okay. I'm gonna go look
for somebody else to help then, okay?

Good idea, Kessie.

And so offshe went
to find someone to help.

- Hi, Pooh. What's up?
- Up?

Well, it appears that
we are up, Kessie.

But we must be vey quiet,
or the bees will discover...

that I'm tying to get
a smackeral ofhoney from their hive.

Shh, shh.

I don't know why,
but it seems to upset them.

Oh, I didn't know that.
Can I help, Pooh?

Hmm. I think I'd better do this
on my own, Kessie.

It takes a lot
ofhoney-getting know-how...

to know how to get honey
from a hive.

- Thankyou anyway, though.
- Okay.

Gee, Pooh doesn't
need my help either.

Oh, well. Maybe Rabbit does.

Hi, Rabbit. What areyou doing?

Oh, I'm weeding my garden, dear.

Ooh, c-can I help, Rabbit?
Please?

Well, uh, I don't know, Kessie.

In order to weed properly,
you must have knowledge ofgardening.

- Oh.
- You must be able to
distinguish a weed from--

Kessie, no!

That isn't a weed, my dear.

That's the top ofa carrot.

You mustn't pull that out.
Oh, goodness no.

I'm sory, Rabbit.
I just wanted to help.

Oh, no, no, no.
That's quite all right, dear.

Um, why don'tyoujust
run along and enjoyyourself.

I can't help anybody.

How can I get to know stuff
so I can help my friends?

I know. I'll find Owl.

He knows eveything.

Hello, Owl?

I don't want any.
Thankyou.

It's me, Kessie!

Hello, Kessie.
What can I do foryou?

I wanna know lots and lots ofstuff,
Owl. In fact, I wanna know eveything.

Can you help me learn stuff?

But, my dear, knowledge is everywhere.

One must simply be out in the world
and contemplate whatyou see around you.

Knowledge will come toyou eventually.

Really? You mean knowledge
will just come to me?

- That's so easy.
- Yes, my dear.

Now, run along.
I have some important...

work to do.

Thanks, Owl.

And so, Kessie found
a good spot...

and waited for knowledge
to come to her.

And she waited...

and she waited...

- and she waited.
- Okay, knowledge!

Where areyou, anyway?

Hello? I'm waiting.

I'm here.

Nothing.

Maybe I'm not doing it right.

Owl, it's me again-- Kessie.

Could I talk toyou
for another minute, please?

Myword! Doesn't anyone around here
know I'm nocturnal?

Yes, uh, Kessie?

It didn't work.
I sat out there for a long time...

but I still don't know anything.

- What'd I do wrong?
- Oh, but, Kessie, my dear...

you misunderstood me.

I meant that one must
live and experience.

Then over time, bit by bit,
knowledge comes toyou.

But I want to know now.

Tell me, Kessie.
What is it thatyou want to know?

- I wannaknowitalllikeyoudo
- I do?

Begrown upandtall
like onmy tippytoes

-So Icanspreadmy wings
- Be patient. You'll do that
and a million other things.

But when, doyou suppose?

I wannaknoweverythingnow

See, I'm readytostandonmyown

Owl, IknowthatI'm little
but teachme theriddle

I wannaknoweverythingnow

- Yeah, I wannaknoweverythingnow
- Eveything now?

- FindouteverythingI'veneverknown
- You've never known?

IknowIcan doit
ifyou teachmehow

I wannaknoweverythingnow

Well, eveything is an awful lot.

- Oh, I wannaknoweverythingnow
- Everythingnow

- Flyhigherthan I've everflown
- You've everflown

Don'tjustkeepmeguessin'
I'm ready foralesson

I'm eagerandhopin'
My eyesare wide open

- I want toknow
- You want toknow

Everythingnow

You are the wisest one
in the wood, Owl.

- Can'tyou help me?
- The wisest?

Well, I don't know about that.

But I suppose
I could put offmy...

important work until tomorrow.

Oh, thankyou.

I shall teach you
eveything I know, Kessie.

Now, the best place
to start is with books.

Let's see.
Ah, yes.

Here we are.
AllAboutBirds.

''Know thyself,''
as the wise man once said.

- There are all sorts of
interesting tidbits in here.
- Like what?

Well, er, uh, for instance,
it says here that...

birds have remarkable eyesight...

and can see a great distance...

and have an amazing
sense ofdirection.

Huh. I can do all that.
That's interesting, I guess.

- Well, that's all for today.
- That's all?

But that'sjust one
little bit ofknowledge, Owl.
I need to know lots more.

I thinkyou'll find a little knowledge
goes a long way, Kessie.

Now, offyou go.

- Hello, Kessie!
- Hi, you guys.

And where areyou offto?

Well, Owl's teaching me
to be as wise as he is.

Oh, how exciting!

Yeah. Anyway,
I just had my first lesson.

And Owl said I should take
a walk through the wood.

Oh, a walk in the wood.
Mind ifI tag along with you, Kessie?

- That'd be great.
- Oh, yes.

I'd like to come too.

Me three! I feel like bouncin' a
little after that taste-delicious lunch.

And so the friends walked...

until it was time
to turn around and go home.

The question now
facing them was...

which path was the path home.

- We're lost!
- And it'll be d-d-dark soon.

I don't care for these woods
when it gets dark.

Um, you know, because, um,
it's, uh, bad for my bounce...

when I can't see
where my feetsies are landin'.

- What are we going to do?
- I wish I knew.

What we need is somebody
with a good sense ofdirection.

Or somebodywho could somehow
see vey far down these paths...

so that we could find out which one
has home at the other end ofit.

Hey, wait a minute.
I know what to do.

- I can help us.
- But how, Kessie?

Well, I'll just fly up really high.
I can see eveything from up there.

So I'll be able to look down the paths
and see which is the way home.

This is the way home, guys!

- That's wonderful.
- Thankyou, Kessie.

- We're home!
- Yea!

Goodness!
What's all the fuss about?

We got lost in the wood,
and Kessie got us un-lost.

Oh, Owl, I could see
for miles and miles...

so when I flew up high
I could see the way home...

just like in your book,
AllAboutBirds.

Good foryou, Kessie.
As I said...

a little knowledge goes a long way.

- But I still have so much to learn.
- Well...

what's wrong with knowing
whatyou know now now...

and not knowing whatyou
don't know now until later?

Oh, that's true, Pooh.
Just take it one small step at a time...

and you'll be fine.

You sure will. And, uh, don't go
growing up too fast there, Kessarini.

We kind oflikeyou
howyou are right now.

- Really? Thanks, guys.
- Ah, youth.

I remember my days at Oxford
as ifit wereyesterday.

Cricket on the quadrangle,
hooting from the turrets at dusk.

Did I ever tell you
how I took a first in swooping?

Is that right?
I would have thunk it was for talkin'.

And so ends the stoy
ofthe day Kessie found...

that there are many, many things
you learn in books.

But with Owl's help, she also found
that wisdom doesn't come in a day.

That's for sure, but I'm learning
a little bit more evey day.

Oh, that's wonderful, Kessie.

Christopher, is thatyou?

Oh-oh, Christopher Robin's mother!

- Yes, yes, yes!
- Come over here!

Christopher,
don'tyou have after school today?

Can you see me?

Shh, shh. Quiet, quiet, quiet.

Hmm. I could have sworn
I heard talking up here.

Wow, this room
is certainly a mess.

Oh, I'll have to talk to Christopher
about it when he gets home. Hmm.

Oh, no! What have we done?

We, Tigger? I thinkyou're the one who--

Tut-tut, Piglet.
This is no time for paw pointin'.

- We gotta do something.
- I agree.

- We don't want Christopher Robin
to get in trouble.
- Hello.

- Uh, greetin's there, slap happy.
- Hello, Rabbit.
- Hi, Rabby.

Oh, myword!
What's going on here?

Well, we were looking
for Christopher Robin.

And I started looking for his
journal thingamadoodle.

That's a bookwhereyou write down
your thoughts, Rabbit.

And then we found the book
with the stories marked.

Oh! Look at this bookmark
with a picture ofme.

Well, this stoy
looks fascinating.

I'm sureyou haven't read
anything this good yet.

- Well, um--
- Well, read, read!

All right, all right.

A stoy for our
floppy-eared friend.

Oh, yes. This is one
ofmy favorites as well.

On one fine spring day
in the Hundred Acre Wood...

Rabbit was doing
what he did evey spring--

planting seeds for his garden.

Ah, yes. Hereyou go,
little radish seed.

A nice, warm place to grow.

What was that? The wind?

Wind? Why, no.
I'd say it's more ofa tigger-nado.

Tigger, my radish seeds!

Lookwhatyou've done.
Oh!

That's it. I can't take this
pouncing anymore.

Just-Just stay away from me, Tigger.

Hey, old long ears, whereyou going?

We werejust starting to have fun.

Hi, Tigger.

Oh, howyou doing there, Kessarini?

Say, you hang around
old bunny boy a lot.

So, uh, why's he always
so grumpy-ish?

Well, he isn't always grumpy.

- Um, why doyou ask?
- Oh, nothing.

I just gave Rabbit
a little good morning pounce...

and it seemed like
he might have got mad at me.

It's probababibly nothin', though.

Well, um, Tigger...

Rabbit didn't happen to be doing
his spring planting, did he?

Well, yeah, he sure was. You should have
seen them little seedies go flying.

- What?
- Well, it might have bothered him.

Hold on a minuet!
You mean, old floppy ears...

thinks that I'm a bother?

Sometimes, Tigger.

Well, why didn't somebody tell me?
I gotta do something about this.

I gotta go over there right now
and make friends with Rabbit again.

You got any ideas how to do that?

Well, you could ty taking an interest
in something Rabbit really likes...

like gardening, for instance.

You mean he actually
likes hoein'...

and plantin' and whatever it is
he does over there?

Hmm. You know, I thought that
wasjust how he waited around
for me to pounce him.

No. No, actually,
gardening is his favorite thing.

Well, what doyou know?
Thanks, Kessarini.

No problem, Tigger.
Good luck. Seeyou later.

Hey, bunny boy.
Hows about coming out here...

and teaching me all about seeds
and franken-fertilizers...

and, uh, stuff.

Oh, no, Tigger.
I knowyou.

This isjust some plot
soyou can bounce me again.

Well, I'm not falling for it.

This guy, playin' hard to get.

I know how to get him.

Okay, then. I'll just learn
all about gardenin' on my own.

Well, this looks like
a good spot for a garden.

No, no, no, no, Tigger. Seeds can't
grow in soil that's so rough and dy.

Huh. I guess gardening
isn't what Tiggers do best.

So, uh, show me how, garden boy.

Eveybody knows thatyou
are the bestest...

at makin' plants grow and-and stuff.

Well-- Well, I-I don't know.

- Oh, come on!
- Well-- Oh, all right.

Butjust remember--
gardening should be fun.

Fun I can do.

Well, we're going to
have to getyou seeds, tools
and ofcourse a patch ofground.

Oh, here. This is perfect--

plenty ofsunlight,
lots ofmoisture, dark, rich earth.

- Well, yeah, but--
- Now, you'll need
a watering can. No, no, no, no.

- This one is too small and rusty.
Take my good one.
- All I wanna know is--

Oh, and I just bought
a brand-new shovel you can use.

- It's in the--
- Rabbit, when do we start?

Well, firstyou must
poke a hole in the soil.

Then you drop in a seed
and cover it over.

A little water, and voila!

Soil, poke, drop and soak.
Got it.

-Tigger, what doyou thinkyou're doing?
-Plantin' a garden,just likeyou said.

- So now what, long ears?
- Nowyou wait for the seeds to sprout.

Gotyou. So, how long?

What, two, three minutes? What?

Ty several weeks.
Right now the seeds are dormant.

That means they're asleep.

And it takes them
a while to wake up.

Asleep, huh? Oh.
Well, this oughta wake 'em sooner.

Every vine upon the wall
hadtosomehowlearn to crawl

Bystartingoutrealsmall
withjustalittlebounce

You takeitniceandslow
andsteadyasyougo

Andsoonyou're ready
togrowinhugeamounts

Onyourmark, getset
Nowyoubettergetgrowing

On thesoilyou'llsweat
andthesunshineshowin'

There'sa time toreap
anda time tosow

Butno time tosleep
Getupandgetgrowin'

No time forsleeping
Getupandgetgrowin'

Snap toit, little sprig

Chop-chop, little twig

Howyouever, evergonnagetbig
withouta wiggleandabounce

Nowthe timeis ripe
Soyoubettergetgrowin'

Yougotta earnyourstripes
while thepollenisblowin'

There'sa time torake
anda time tohoe

Littleseeds, awake
andgetupandgetgrowin'

Littleseeds, awake
andgetupandgetgrowin'

Ifyou try withallyourheart
hey, youneverknow

Why, even friendships
canstart togetgrowin'

Rabbit was so flattered by
Tigger's interest in gardening...

he decided to help his striped friend
in anyway he could.

He showed Tigger
which weeds to pull.

He gladly gave Tigger
anything he needed...

from his valuable garden supplies.

Afterwhich, however, he often found
he had little left for himself.

But Rabbit didn't care.

- And Tigger, ofcourse, was vey happy.
- Ah. Hmm.

After all, he and Rabbit
were spending a lot oftime together.

Things seemed to be going well indeed.

That is until the time came
for the gardens to sprout.

And Tigger's, not surprisingly, came up
quite a bit faster than Rabbit's.

Hello, Tigger. Piglet and I
thought it would be nice...

to see howyour new garden was coming.

Here, buddy.
Myvegetabibles are already ripe.

Ty one.

- Mmm.
- Oh, good.

Well, these are so big
andjuicy looking.

Hey, Tigger.
How goes the gardening?

Oh,just great.

Boy, is old floppy ears
evey gonna be proud.

Here he comes now.
Hey, Rabbit.

Ty one ofmy carroty carrots.
I grew it special foryou.

Well--

Say, this is wonderful.

- My carrots aren't even
close to being ready.
- Yeah?

So, what's your point,
bunny buddy ofmine?

Thatyou're pleased as Punch-and-Judy
about my gardening ability?

- Is that it?
- What? Oh, oh, yes, ofcourse, Tigger.

Congratulations.
You're obviously a terrific gardener.

Maybe the best gardener
in the whole Hundred Acre Wood.

Huh. I wonderwhat's wrong
with bunny boy now?

I thought he'd be happywith me
for once, but he's all droopy.

Hey, Rabbit, wait up!

- Um, listen. A-About the garden--
- Oh, what is it, Tigger?

Haven't I already told you
how wonderful it is?

All right. You're obviously
a better gardener than me, Tigger.

- Happy?
- Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit!

Ifyou'djust listen at me
for a second.

Look, pal, you can have
my part ofthe garden.

- You're the reason it's
as good as it is anyway.
- What?

Sure. You helped me pull weeds...

you gave me the best plot ofland,
all your plant food...

and your gardening tools
and you even told me what to do.

- But--
- Besides, I was only doin' it so's
we could spend some quality time...

becomin' better friends.

- You what?
- Well, yeah.

I must not have done
a vey goodjob ofit, though.

You'rejust as grumpy at me as ever.

Oh, no, no, no, Tigger.
Uh, you did a wonderful job.

I'm the one who messed this up.

I-- I guess I never thought
you'd go to all this trouble...

just to make me feel good.

Oh, come on.
You gotta be kiddin'.

Why doyou think I pounceyou
more than anybody else?

Hmm, I never thought
ofit that way.

But I'm really touched, Tigger.
Thankyou.

You're welcome.
Well, guess I'll seeyou around then.

Oh, Tigger, wait.
I-I was, uh, wondering--

doyou thinkyou could show me that...

growing dance ofyours?

Oh, yeah, sure.

- You reallywanna see it?
- Oh, definitely.

It seems like I have
a lot ofthings I need to learn.

You sure do.

I mean, you know,
in a good way ofcourse.

And so Tigger and Rabbit
talked far into the afternoon.

They talked ofmany things--
offriendship and fertilizer.

Thus ends the stoy ofthe day
Rabbit taught Tigger how to garden...

and Tigger taught Rabbit a little
something about friendship as well.

What a great stoy.
It's all about me.

But that was about me, Tigger.

Well, I don't know
ifyou had something blocking up
those floppy ears ofyours...

but it sure seemed
to be about me to me.

Uh, Tigger, here, here.

I think I just found
your stoy. Look.

Oh, yeah.
You're right, bunny boy.

That does kind oflook like me.

- Oh, Mr. Narrator?
- Uh, Mr. Narrator.
- All right, all right.

Although, I do thinkwe should
do something about this room soon.

- Me too.
- Shh!

All right, on with our stoy.

Ah, yes. I remember this one well.

It was...

long past bedtime
in the Hundred Acre Wood...

- and eveyone was fast asleep,
- Bouncity bounce!

except forTigger.

- Tigger, isn't it pastyour bedtime?
- Nah.

See, I realizated while I was
getting ready for old beddy-bye...

that, you know, stuffwas probably
happenin' while I was asleep.

Tiggers don't like missin', uh,
stuffthat when you're sleepin'.

So, I decided to give up sleeping.

I see, Tigger.

Yeah, so, what doyou think
we ought to do...

for the firstest thing ofthe--

Well, I guess he's not
a nighty time guy like me.

I bet old Rabbit's
up to something good!

That fussbottom probably never sleeps.

I'm coming! I'm coming!

This better be important.

I wasjust dreaming about
a carrot as big as a house.

Oh, what could be more important
than hangin' out...

with your old friend Tigger?

- T-I double--
- Tigger!

Doyou know what time it is?

Well, actuallowee, no. I'm not too good
with them clocky thingamabobs.

But from the looks ofhow dark it is,
I'd say it's, um, pretty late.

But what's that to us, right?

- Nighttime when's all the fun happens.
- No.

Nighttime is bedtime.

Time to go to sleep.

So go to sleep, Tigger!

Good night!

Oh, I get it. A little napping
before the real fun starts.

Well, I'm not sleepin',
so I'll just sit here and watch
whileyou sleep. Go ahead.

- But--
- Oh, don't wory, bunny buddy.

Your snorin' won't bother me.
It's kind ofentertainin', actually.

Oh, all right.
Just be quiet, Tigger, please.

I-- I need my beauty sleep.

You can say that again.

Sory.

- Tigger!
- Oh, sory some more.

Tigger, what areyou doing?

I'll never get to sleep
with you staring at me.

Great! 'Cause I gotta tell you,
you're kind ofa boring sleeper.

I can see
I need some help with this.

Maybe Piglet
can do something with you.

Yeah, Pigeleto is probably
dancing the night away.

W-W-Who could be at my door
so vey, vey late at night?

H-H-Heffalumps and woozles!
Oh, no.

They like to come in
through the window.

M-Maybe it's something polite
and even more f-ferocious.

Hello, Piglet, old pal!
Areyou home orwhat?

Oh, dear!
It's eaten Tigger!

Come, Piglet. Open up.

And Rabbit too.
Oh, my! Oh, dear!

I m-must do something.

One, t-two...

three?

- Hello, Piglet.
- Whatyou up to?

Oh, well, look at that.
You see, Rabbit?

- I told you Piglet
would be doing something neat.
- Hmm. Y-Yes.

So, what areyou playin' there,
little pinky-- spaceman, gladiators...

space gladiator man?

Oh, no. Actually, I--
I wasjust a little bit nervous.

But is eveything
all right, Tigger?

What areyou doing so vey up
so vey late at night?

Oh! No, Piggy. I'm giving up
sleepin' forever is all.

I don't wanna miss anything you
party guys are doing while I'm asleep.

Uh, uh, Piglet, please,
you've gotta help me.

Don'tyou see?
IfTigger gives up sleep, we all do.

None ofus will ever sleep again.

And I need sleep, Piglet, vey badly.

I'll ty to help, Rabbit, ifI can.

- So, fellas, what are we doing?
The night's young.
- No, it isn't.

I know. How about a nice,
soothing bedtime stoy?

Oh, what a wonderful idea, Piglet.

Yeah, I know a great one. Gather
'round, buddy boys. Gather 'round.

This here tale is about to spin.

Andjust then the horribible
monstrous toothbrush...

brushed eveyone in sight.

And then it brushed the buildings,
and then the mountains.

And then it spit
and rinsed in the ocean.
And then doyou know what it did?

- No.
- It got out the dental floss.

You know, that stoywas invigorizing.

What next?
A game ofbounce the bunny?

Oh, boy. Who knewyou guys were having
so much fun while I was sleepin'?

- Silly me.
- Oh, dear.

We'll never get to sleep now.

We must find Pooh.
He'll know what to do.

Perfect. Let's get Pooh boy
in on this one.

Honey, honey, honey.

Oh, honey, honey, honey.

Hey, buddy bear,
whatyou doing?

Sleeping. Or...

I was at least until a moment ago.

Well, not anymoreyou're not.
Sleeping is for the birds!

That reminds me.
We gotta go wake up Owl and Kessie.

You've got to help us, Pooh.

We've got to get him to sleep.

We tried a bedtime stoy,
but itjust woke him up even more.

Not to mention us.

Honey, anyone?

It'sjust that a small smackeral
always seems to relax me.

- That's it, Pooh bear!
- I should eat more honey?

N-No, no.
No, we have to make Tigger relax...

i-in a tiggerish sort ofway.

Uh, excuse me, uh, Tigger.

Could you stop bouncing
for a minute?

Sure, Pigeleto.

So, fellas, what's next
on the old agenda--

skydiving, tag,
baking brownies, what?

Well, no, um, actually,
w-we werejust wondering, Tigger...

is there anything that makes you,
um, stop bouncing...

and relax, you know,
uh,just for a second?

No. Bouncing's
what tiggers do best.

You little nut.

Although, there was something.

- What? What?
- Well...

it wasjust something my good old
stripedy nursemaid used to do.

- Yes?
- Oh, tell us, Tigger. Please?

- Well...
- Yes?

she-- she always used to
sing me a lullaby.

Oh.

I can still hear her off-keyvoice
as ifit was yesterday.

- She can't sing a note, you know.
- Well...

perhaps we could sing you
a lullaby, Tigger.

- Really, really, really, for reals?
- Yes, yes, ofcourse we could.

What a wonderful idea.
A tigger's lullaby.

Curl up withyourpillows
andyourblanky

Closeyour eyes
anddreamsosoftandhazy

Go tosleepbefore
youmake us cranky

Doitsoon orelse
we'llallgo crazy

Nightis falling
in thestripeyskies

Thatmeansit's time
to closeyourstripey eyes

Tigger, pleaselay down
yourstripeyhead

Andrestyourstripes
uponyourstripeybed

The trouble
as weseeit, Tigger, is

Theseproblematichours
thatyoukeep

Oh, youlike tobounce
andboingandwhoopandwhiz

While everybodyelse
wouldlike tosleep

Dream ofleafy vegetables
inneatandtidyrows

Dream ofcrushing woozles
withyourgreatbigstripeytoes

Dream ofeatinghoney
anddrinkinghoneytoo

Dream a dreamyou're dreaming
thatyoudream the wholenight through

- Whoo-hoo.
- It's time tostop thenoise
andstart thesilence

We really can'tabideanotherpeep

Sogaze upon theinside
ofyour eyelids

Lay downyour Tiggerstripes

Andgo tosleep

Lie downandsleep

Please, Tigger, sleep

Justgo tosleep

I guess I am a little sleepy.

Ah, but, Pooh boy, I don't wanna
be left out ofanything fun.

Oh, don't wory, Tigger.
We're all sleeping when you're asleep.

And nothing happens.
Oh,just a bit ofsnoring.

Oh, well, why didn'tyoujust
say that in the beginning, Rabbit?

Well, um, uh,
good night, I suppose.

Wh-Wh-Why didn't I?
But I-I can't--

It's good to see Rabbit didn't have
any trouble getting back to sleep.

Oh, yes, it is, Piglet.

Now, let's be off.
We'd better get to sleep as well.

Oh, um, Mr. Narrator?

- Hmm? Huh? Huh? Oh.
- Mr. Narrator?

- Hello, Pooh.
- The stoy's over now.

And that is the stoy of, of, uh--

Pooh, what exactly happened tonight?

Oh, it's all right, Mr. Narrator.
You can go back to sleep.

- Thankyou, Pooh.
- Oh, you're quite welcome.

Oh, my. I seem to have
slept through that one.

It'sjust that particular stoy
always makes me so sleepy.

Ah, don't sweat it,
Mr. Narrator-rooni, old chum.

I rememberwhat I learned.

I learned that there's nothing much
happening at nighty-time...

soyou might as well get some sleep.

And we learned that for putting
tiggers to sleep, a lullaby--

that's a bedtime song--
is always vey nice.

Oh, well, thankyou for remembering.

I think that was the front door.
Eveybody, quick!

We've gotta c-c-clean up!

Uh, oh, watch out.

All right, we gotta clean up.
You go over-- You go over--

Forgot about me, huh?
It figures.

Oh, no, Eeyore, we didn't forget.
Wejust weren't remembering.

But, Eeyore, Christopher Robin
didn't forget aboutyou.

Look, there's a bookmark
with you on it too!

Well, Mr. Narrator,
ifit's not too much trouble.

But-But-But-But Christopher Robin
is gonna be here any minute!

Just my luck.
It is too much trouble.

All right, then,
a stoy for Eeyore.

Ooh, let's see now.

Oh, yes, this one's quite surprising,
as I remember.

It was a special day
in the Hundred Acre Wood...

as eveyone was getting ready for
a surprise party for Eeyore's birthday.

Whoa-Whoa, Mr. Narrator!
Back up there, fella!

You need to reconsiderate
whatyou're sayin'.

Uh, excuse me, Tigger?

He's saying, it's not
Eeyore's birthday today.

Isn't it Eeyore's birthday?
But I thought--

You see, it's not Eeyore's birthday.
It's his tailiversay.

His tailiversay.
What is a tailiversay?

I-I-It's kind oflike
his tail's birthday.

In fact, it's the anniversay ofthe day
Eeyore's tail got attached to him.

Or the day he got attached
to his tail.

Soyou're having a surprise party for
Eeyore's tailiversay. How exciting!

- Yes.
- Yes, that's right.

And we have a lot to do
to get ready.

So let's stop all this chattering
and get started!

Now, first off,
I want to make sure...

that eveyone knows how to keep
the surprise in Eeyore's surprise party.

Now, with that in mind, I've made up the
following list ofthings to remember.

Number one: Don't tell Eeyore that
we're having a surprise party for him.

Uh, number two:
Don't let it slip...

that we're planning a party for Eeyore
to Eeyore himself.

Number three: Make sure Eeyore doesn't
find out about the surprise party.

- Eveyone got it?
- Um, okay.
- Certainly.

- Yeah, I got it.
- I think so.
- What was number two again?

All right.
Ifwe couldjust continue.

Owl and Kessie, you're in charge
of Eeyore's gift.

- Splendid!
- Uh, Pooh and Piglet...

you do the, uh, decorations.

And, Tigger--
Ohh, I'll probably regret this...

butyou and I will bake the cake.

- Nowyou're talking!
- Splendid!
- Wonderful!

- Let's go, Pooh.
- And remember, don't tell Eeyore!

Meanwhile, Eeyore
was in another part ofthe wood...

completely unaware
ofwhat was going on.

Here I am, alone again.

And on my tailiversay too.
Typical.

Well, tail,
guess it'sjustyou and me.

Happy tailiversay.

Thanks for stickin' with me
all theseyears.

Not much ofa talker, areya?

Sure is quiet.

Be nice to have someone to talk to
besides my tail. No offense.

Well, guess I'll go see
where eveybody is.

Gosh, this present
sure looks pretty, Owl.

I can't wait to see Eeyore's face when
we all jump out and yell, ''Surprise.''

Hello, Owl. Hello, Kessie.

Oh, dear! Eeyore! H-Hello.

Hello, Eeyore.

Somethin' the matter?
You guys look a little funny.

The matter? Why, nothing.

We're fine as fine can be.

Yeah, fine.Just fine.

What can we do foryou, Eeyore?

Just thought I'd come by,
have a chat.

- Ah-ha, a chat.
- Ah, a chat.

Hmm, guess I can't really
think ofanything to say.

- Well, then, it was nice to seeyou.
- Yeah, nice.

Yep, okay. Guess I'll be on myway.

Oh, well, maybe somebody else'll
feel like talkin'.

That was a close call.
Eeyore almost saw our--

- Oh, dear.
- Present.

Oh, dear!

Oh, I'm certainly glad
we got to do the decorations.

- Aren'tyou, Piglet?
- Yes.

You know, there's nothing I like
better than blowing up a balloon.

- How aboutyou?
- Oh, yes.

I-I have to agree with you
about that, but...

uh, c-could you help me down?

Yes, ofcourse, Piglet.

Oh, no, Pooh!
Eeyore's walking this way.

We've gotta do something,
and f-f-fast.

I-Ifhe sees us here
with all these decorations...

he's sure to figure out
that we're throwing him a party.

Quite right, Piglet. Oh, goodness.
I'm afraid my mind's a blank.

Oh, I've got an idea!

Oh, hello.

- Oh, hello.
- Hello.

- Don't believe we've met.
- Well, it's--

You see, we're, um--

- We are, uh--
- Balloonheads.

Pleased to meetyou.
My name's Eeyore.

Say, looks like
you're havin' a party.

Yes, we and other
balloonhead friends, uh--

Are having a balloonhead, uh, party.

Well, guess it oughta be a good party
ifeveyone who's coming is a balloon.

Y-Y-Yes, that's what we thought too.

Yep. Well, guess I'll go
look for my other friends. Seeya.

- Good-bye.
- Bye.

Oh, it worked.
We saved the surprise, Piglet.

There'sjust one thing, Pooh.

Um, which one thing, Piglet?

Now all the balloons for Eeyore's party
have strange faces on them.

Oh, yes. Bother.

Frosting's almost done!

Ooh, I sure hope Eeyore
like this here cake-arooni.

Oh, I'm sure he will, Tigger.

And the best part is how surprised
he'll be when he sees it.

Ifeveyone keeps quiet, ofcourse.

These lips are sealed, bunny boy.

Why, nothing could make me talk.
See?

Well, you can be sure
that I won't talk, either.

Ifthere's one thing I know,
it's how to keep a surprise a surprise.

What surprise?

Eeyore! Hello.

Look, Tigger, look.
It's-It's Eeyore.

Oh, we werejust
t-talking aboutyou.

Nothing to do with the surprise, though.
I mean, uh, not--

not about the fact that
it's your tailiver-- I mean--

Hey, how about a little frosting,
floppy toes?

- What's the cake for?
- Cake? Cake?

Oh, the ca-- Oh, that cake.
Well, see, it's, uh--

It's for dessert, naturally.

- Uh-huh, uh-huh, dessert.
- What he's tying to say is...

wejust thought we'd have something
special-like for dessert.

Something special.

Glad somebody's
having somethin' special.

I wish somethin' special
would happen to me.

But nothin' ever does.
Guess nobody cares.

Ah, don't be so glum, old pal.

You know we all care aboutya
lots and lots.

Ya do? I thought eveybody'd
forgotten about me.

F-F-Forgotten aboutya?
You gotta be kiddin'!

Why, Eeyore, old pal, don'tya
understand what this is all about?

It's all foryour tailivers--

Doyou think the frosting
is done, Tigger?

Seems a bit ch-chocolatey to me.

Mm-hmm, yeah, I think so.

Oh, boy, cake, decorations.

Ifya didn't know any better, you'd
think there was some kind ofa party.

- Well, I, uh, I-I--
- It's, uh-- It's--

Ya know, you guys
are gonna run out offrostin'...

ifya keep goin' like this.

Well, seeya later.

Oh, delicious.

Guess eveybody forgot
about my tailiversay.

Oh, well.

Psst, Eeyore. I'm glad I found you.
Would you come over here for a minute?

Sure thing, Piglet.

- Surprise!
- Surprise!

- Happy tailiversay!
- Happy tailiversay!

Itisn'tpinkandcurly

Orsensibleandwhite

Itisn'tbigandbouncy

Butit'sjustexactlyright

Haveahappy, happy, happy
tailiversary

Happy tail, forevermayit wag

Haveahappy, happy, happy
tailiversary

Keepitswinging
Neverletitsag

Hail, ohail
untoyoursplendid tail

Decoratedwithabow

Andfastenedwithanail

Ithasa certain elegance
no othertail canmatch

Andwhenitdoes falloff
it'snot thathardtoreattach

Withahappy, happy, happy
tailiversary

Andwe wishyoumany, manymore

Withahappy, happy, happy
tailiversary

Evenifyoudon'texactlyknow
whatitis for

Withahappy, happy, happy
tailiversary

Happy, happy
Keepitshinyandonyourhiney

Andnowit's fiinally
the endofoursong

Whoo-hoo! So, wereya surprised, buddy?
Wereya? Wereya?

Had no idea.
You guys are good.

So all these decorations
are for me?

Yes. We had to pretend
to be balloonheads.

So that's why all the balloons
have smiley faces on them, you see.

Best cheerful-lookin' decorations
I've ever seen.

Uh, h-here's your present, Eeyore.
I'm afraid it got a little crumpled.

Butyou came by, and
we had to sit on it to hide it.

A new bow for my tail.

It's vey pretty. Thanks, guys.

And here's the cake.
We ran out offrosting, unfortunately.

Yeah, on account ofit's easier to keep
from blabbin' when your mouth is full.

Oh, that's okay.

Who needs frostin'
when you've got such great friends?

Okay, eveybody. One more time.

Haveahappy, happy, happy
tailiversary

Happy tail, forevermayit wag

Haveahappy, happy, happy
tailiversary

Keepitswinging
Neverletitsag

Withahappy, happy, happy
tailiversary

Andwe wishyoumany, manymore

And that is the surprising tale
ofthe day Eeyore's friends...

threw him a surprise party
for his tailiversay.

It certainlywas a day to remember.

What a wonderful stoy.

And what a wonderful party.

I think it's vey clear
what we all learned there.

When throwing a party,
it's vey important...

to make a list ofthings to do.

Oh, yes, lists are quite helpful
when you have things to remember.

Partywouldn't have been
the same without it.

- Oh!
- Oh, Christopher, you're home.

- Hi, Mom.
- Watch out. Eveybody, uh,
start picking up.

- Hury. We gotta clean up.
- Oh, boy.

Christopher, didn'tyou
clean upyour room this morning?

- I thought I did.
- Let's go see.

Oh, man. Here we go.
One ofthese.

- Here. Eveything.
- One, two, three.

Kessie, take this package.
That's right. My goodness!

Hey! Well, I thought--
That's strange.

- I guess I made a mistake.
- That's okay, Mom.

You did clean up,
and you did a greatjob too.

Well, you know,
dinner's almost ready...

so why don'tyou come down
in a few minutes, okay?

- Sure, Mom.
- Okay.

All right, guys,
what's been going on around here?

Oh, Christopher, thereyou are.
We were quite worried aboutyou.

Oh, I had soccer practice
after school today.

- Oh, yeah.
- I do eveyweek.

Oh, well, thereya go.

I wasjust lookin' foryourjournal
to tell us whereya might be.

Yes, because as you know, you write
eveything you do down in yourjournal.

Wejust thought
we could look up today...

and find out how eveything
was going foryou.

How is it going, Christopher?

Oh, Pooh, you silly old bear.
I have myjournal right here.

I couldn't write down what happens
until it happens, could I?

I never thought ofthat.

Wh-What'll we do now,
Christopher Robin?

Well, I'd marked all my favorite
stories to read toyou before dinner.

- Hey, where are they?
- Oh!

Christopher Robin,
we already did that.

- Oh, really? Hmm.
- Sory.

I just got a fantastical idea!

Christopher, why don'tyou
read to us out ofyourjournal, hmm?

Ooh, yes!
Tell us the stoy ofyour day.

What a great idea. Come on.
Let's sit on the bed and read it.

Oh, boy. A stoy.

And so ends the stoy of, uh...

the day eveyone waited
for Christopher Robin to return home...

and learned, uh, well--

That ajournal is somethin'
ya write the stoy ofyour day in.

But not until afteryour day
happens, ofcourse.

Oh-Oh, read, Christopher Robin.

- Yeah, read.
- Stories are vey nice.

- Rightyou are, little Piglet.
- Oh, vey true, Piglet.

Come on, Christopher, read to us.

Read, Christopher Robin.

- Yeah.
- Okay, eveybody.

It all began with a nice breakfast
oftoast with honey...

- and some orangejuice.
- Oh, I like this stoy already.

- What? No marshmallows?
- Then I got ready for school...

and after school
I had soccer practice and--