Original subtitles

Who's that comin' from somewhere up in the sky?

Movin' fast and bright as a firefly

Just when you think that trouble's gonna pounce

Who's gonna be there when it really counts?

Do that Care Bears Countdown

Five, four, three, two, one.

Announcer: And now back to "The Care Bears."

Hugs: Give it back, Tugs.

Tugs: No, Hugs, it's mine.

Hugs: Is not, I saw it first.

Did not. Did, too.

Grams Bear: Hugs and Tugs! Huh?

Why, whatever's the problem, my little darlings?

Fighting over an apple?

Tugs won't let me have it, Grams Bear.

It's the last one.

I had it first.

Did not!

Did, too!

Now see what you did.

This apple reminds me of a story.

A story?

Oh, goody, goody, gosh!

A story about a whole village

that ended up having the same problem

you're having.

"In a land far away,

nestled between tall, snowy mountains

was a valley that was just as cozy

as anyone could imagine.

It was called Happy Valley,

and everybody who lived in Happy Valley

was always happy."

"The people were happy because

of a very special gift."

Another beautiful day in Happy Valley,

Grandmother.

Every day is beautiful, Mr. Weatherman.

Thanks to the magic tree.

Hugs and Tugs: Good morning, Grandmother.

Good morning, little ones.

I'm here to get my apple for the day.

Me, too. Me, too!

Until you're big enough,

I'll always be here to pick them for you.

One for you and one for you.

Just remember, an apple a day

keeps trouble away.

Always, Grandmother?

Grandmother: Always.

The magic tree gives us everything we need.

You mean we never have to worry about anything?

That's right.

Each time we pick an apple,

another one grows back instantly.

Neat.

Thank you, Grandmother.

I'll see you same time tomorrow.

Bye. Bye!

Grams Bear: "So that's how it was day after day

in Happy Valley.

One day, something happened that changed all that.

It all started with the children

doing something quite innocent."

Come on, hurry up.

Let's go and get today's apple.

I was thinking.

The magic tree is so good to us.

We should do something nice for it.

Yeah, like knit it a sweater.

No, something more like a thank-you card.

Great idea. Let's go.

This is gonna be my masterpiece.

It has to be just right.

Aha!

Perfect.

Hugs and Tugs: Mr. Lumberjack!

Mr. Lumberjack!

Oof.

Whoa!

I wonder where he's going.

Oh, no!

Whoa!

Whew. Whoops!

Aieeee! Oof!

Gosh, that looked like fun, Mr. Lumberjack.

But we don't have time to play.

Could we have this piece of wood, please?

We're making a present for the magic tree.

Take anything you want, sports fans.

Thanks, Mr. Lumberjack.

Anytime.

Oof.

Just one more dab.

Miss Painter!

Miss Painter!

Oof.

My painting!

Wow, it looks like modern art.

Miss Painter: It does?

Could we borrow some paint

to help make a gift for the magic tree?

Huh? Sure, of course.

Take whatever you need.

Thanks, Miss Painter.

Bye-bye!

Hey...

it doeslook like modern art.

Hmm.

Oof.

Hugs and Tugs: Mr. Yodeler!

Mr. Yodeler!

Where did he go?

So there you are.

Sorry, but we don't have time to play in the show.

We're making a card for the magic tree,

but we don't know what to write.

Hmm.

How about "Here's rootin' for ya"?

Or "You're the apple of my eye."

Thanks, Mr. Yodeler.

We'll think of something.

Bye!

No, wait!

I got it!

"Don't ever leaf me."

Oh.

Why aren't the children here for their apples?

They've never been late before.

I know, I'll just take the apples to them myself.

One for Baby Hugs,

one for Baby Tugs,

and one for me.

My, won't they be surprised?

Good day, Mr. Weatherman.

Always a good morning, Grandmother...

thanks to our magic tree.

Fine apples you have there.

They sure are.

Apples?

Huh, how about that?

She took three apples.

We're only allowed one each!

Maybe she knows something we don't know.

Maybe the tree's running out of apples!

Hey, what are you doing?

I'm getting some apples before they're all gone!

Leave some for me!

There, another masterpiece.

Brave Heart: Miss Painter! Huh?

They're taking all the apples!

Oh.

What's going on?

They're taking all the apples.

There won't be any left.

Who's taking all the apples?

Everybody.

Whoops!

I'd better get some before they're all gone.

Hey, wait for me!

Mr. Lumberjack! Huh?

They're taking all the apples.

Let's go! What?

Wait for me!

"Thank you for the apple a day."

Why, this is a wonderful present for the apple tree.

You really think so, Grandmother?

Oh, goody, goody, gosh.

Perhaps we should all be a little more grateful

for our special gift.

I can't imagine what we'd do without it.

Let's go put our present on the tree right now.

Good idea!

Slow down, children.

What's the hurry?

Hey, that's mine! That's mine!

That's mine! Give it to me!

Oh, my goodness.

Good heavens!

Yeow! Oof!

Oh!

Yuck!

Stop! Oh, stop!

Please make them stop, Grandmother.

I'm afraid we're too late.

Why have you done this?

It was supposed to be only one apple each every day.

The magic tree was our special gift.

It gave us everything we ever needed.

It gave us wonderful weather

and time to paint.

We didn't think about anybody.

Just ourselves.

And time to make things.

We were afraid of missing out on something.

Hugs: And to sing.

And to make presents for our friends.

The tree was our friend and--

and now it's gone.

Yes, children.

We did have a very special gift.

But we forgot just how special it really was.

We wanted too much,

and now we have nothing.

I guess we just got too greedy.

It's going to rain!

The rains could bring floods.

Floods?

What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna eat?

Where will we play?

Hugs: Hey, Tugs! Huh?

Look!

Tugs: A little tree is starting to grow.

That's it! We can grow new trees!

Hey, you know. Plant gardens.

Plant?

All I can do is yodel.

And all I've ever done is carve.

That's it, then.

You could carve a plow.

Hmm.

Why, yes, of course.

With our own special talents,

we can help each other.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Let's get started!

Grams Bear: "And so the people of Happy Valley

learned the value of working together

for what they needed.

The fruits of their labors grew with the seasons.

It wasn't always easy,

and they had little time for painting,

carving, and singing,

but now they were happier than ever.

The magic tree was gone,

but in place of their lost gift,

they had learned of a new magic.

The magic of sharing."

That was a wonderful story.

Yeah, Grams.

Did you learn anything, my little darlings?

Yeah.

Being greedy only makes big trouble.

And that we should always share.

That's right, Hugs and Tugs.

Because sharing is caring.

Announcer: "The Care Bears" will be right back.

Announcer: And now back to "The Care Bears."

Oh, I wish I had a more exciting job.

Oh, being a forest ranger is boring work.

All I do is plant saplings all day.

Oh, well.

Why wish for something that'll never happen?

Animal: Help! Huh?

Uh-oh, someone's in trouble.

Forest Ranger Lotsa Heart to the rescue!

I'm coming!

Help!

Someone help me!

Whoa!

Oof.

Huh?

Why, it's a baby horse!

And it's caught in that bush!

Hang on, little friend.

I'll have you free in no time.

There ya go.

Wow!

You're a unicorn!

That's right. My name is Cindy.

Who are you?

I'm Forest Ranger Lotsa Heart.

I'm very pleased to meet you.

Likewise. Thank you for freeing me.

Aw, it was nothing.

To be honest, it's the most exciting thing

that's happened all day.

A forest ranger's job is pretty dull.

Well, then.

Maybe I can help you.

Being a unicorn, I can grant you wishes.

Really? Sure.

Well, I always wished I had an exciting job.

Like a movie star!

So be it!

Your fans await you, movie star.

Huh?

Wow!

I-- I am a movie star!

This is more exciting than being a forest ranger,

and that's the truth.

Grumpy Bear: Okay, Lotsa Heart, baby.

In this scene, you and Brave Heart

come running out of the inn,

jump onto your horses,

and go galloping off.

Yes, sir, Director Grumpy.

Anything you say.

All right, everybody.

Quiet on the set!

Okay...

lights, camera, action!

Yahoo!

Okay, your turn, L.H.

Whoa-- whoops!

Cut!

Hey, where did everybody go?

Okay, L.H., in this scene,

you and Brave Heart are gonna

jump onto the chandelier,

swing over the dining table,

and land on the other side.

N-no problem,

Director Grumpy, sir!

Okay, action!

Ta-da!

All right, Lotsa Heart.

You're next!

Well, here goes nothing.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Huh?

Cut!

This isn't the way it's supposed to be.

Oof.

Huh?

Let's break for lunch.

Mm. Yum-yum.

At least this part of being a movie star

is still exciting.

Grumpy: No, no, no, no, no...

Lotsa Heart, baby.

Huh?

Movie stars have to diet to keep in shape.

Here, this is your lunch.

All that hard work and this is all I get to eat?

Oh, well.

What's that? Sorry...

lunchtime is over.

Okay, everybody, back on the set!

Brave Heart: That was delicious.

Mm-mm.

Uh, being a movie star

isn't what I thought it would be.

Grumpy: In this scene, you and Brave Heart

slide down the bannister,

somersault in midair,

and land over there.

Sure thing, Director Grumpy, sir.

Okay.

Lights, camera...

action!

Ta-da!

Ahem.

Any time you're ready, Lotsa Heart.

Well, here I go again.

Whoa, no! What?

Boy, being a movie star

isn't what I thought it would be.

And that's the truth.

Huh? What's that?

Oh, they're your millions of fans.

Huh?

Yeow!

Whoa!

Oh, how I wish I wasn't a movie star anymore.

And that's the truth.

Cindy: Lotsa Heart, are you all right?

Huh? Cindy!

Am I ever glad to see you.

I don't wanna be a movie star.

It's not the kind of excitement I wanted.

I wish I was a hero, like an astronaut.

So be it.

Astronaut Lotsa Heart,

prepare for takeoff!

Oh, goody!

Wow!

Brave Heart: Nine, eight...

I am an astronaut!

Brave Heart: Six, five, four...

three, two, one...

zero, blast off!

And so Astronaut Lotsa Heart

is on his way

to explore the mysteries of outer space.

This is Reporter Brave Heart

wishing you good luck, Lotsa Heart,

from all of us down here.

Lotsa Heart: Thank you for those kind words, Brave Heart.

Wow.

What a view!

Look at all those stars and planets!

Only an astronaut gets this kind of excitement.

Hey, what's happening?

Yikes!

I forgot-- nothing weighs anything

in outer space.

Better get back in my seat and buckle up.

What's that?

Oh, no!

Lotsa Heart: The spaceship is crashing!

Whoa!

Oof.

Whoa!

Gee, I wonder where I am.

Whee!

Yoo-hoo!

Hello?

Anybody home?

Gee, doesn't seem to be anyone around.

Hmm.

Must be lunchtime or something.

Still...

I get the feeling

that I'm being... watched.

Ah!

It's a m-m-m-m-m---

Monster!

I've got to make it to the spaceship.

It's my only chance!

I made it.

That space monster will never catch me now.

Wha!

Oh, no!

This kind of excitement is too dangerous!

Lunchtime!

Oh, I wish I wasn't an astronaut!

Cindy: Everything's okay, Lotsa Heart.

See for yourself. Huh?

Whew.

I don't think that was

the kind of excitement I want either.

And that's the truth.

It's not?

No.

I want to do something that's not only exciting,

but safe and easy as well.

I know, I wish I was a king.

So be it, Your Highness.

Wow!

I'm a real king!

Now this is what I like.

It sure beats being a forest ranger,

a movie star, or an astronaut.

Now when I want something,

all I have to do is ring this bell.

Oh, did you ring, Your Highness?

Yes. I haven't eaten all day

and I'm hungry.

Prepare a feast.

Very well, Your Majesty.

Now this is what I call excitement,

and that's the truth.

Your Highness... Huh?

This is not the time to eat. It isn't?

No, you've got important decisions to make.

Decisions?

What decisions are you talking about?

Well, the farmers need to know

whether to plant corn or wheat this year,

the musicians have to know

what to play at the ball...

B-but I'm not good at decisions.

Grumpy: Your Highness!

What now?

We're being invaded!

Enemy forces are marching

through the gates of the castle!

Lotsa Heart: Oh, no!

Gosh, I thought being a king would be a lot easier.

Huh? Oh, no!

I gotta get out of here.

I'm trapped!

Oof!

Whoa!

I wish I were just a forest ranger again!

Cindy: Welcome back, Lotsa Heart.

Didn't you like being a king?

I should say not.

Now I know that being a forest ranger

is excitement enough for me.

Well, I'm glad you've found what makes you happy.

I sure did.

Being a forest ranger isn't so bad.

Besides, at least I get to eat all I want.

And that's the truth.