Yellowstone Cubs (1963) Movie Script
[soothing music]
- EASY LIVIN'
EASY, LAZY LIVIN'
AMBLIN', RAMBLIN'
AND ROMPIN' IN THE SUN
ON THE DOUBLE
MAKIN' TRACKS FOR TROUBLE
NEVER CARIN'
JUST CALLIN' TROUBLE FUN
EASY LIVIN'
EASY, LAZY LIVIN'
GOT NO WORRIES
NO, NOT A SINGLE CARE
MISCHIEF MAKERS
PAIR OF HANDOUT TAKERS
EASY LIVIN'
COMES EASY TO A BEAR
- HIGH IN THE NORTHERN HALF
OF WESTERN UNITED STATES,
THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS
RISE MORE THAN 8,000 FEETO FORM THE
CONTINENTAL DIVIDE.
HERE LIE SOME
TWO MILLION ACRES
OF NATURAL WONDERS--
YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK.
AT THIS ALTITUDE,
WINTER COMES EARLY.
BY MID-NOVEMBER,
THE ENTRANCE
GATES ARE DESERTED,
AND THE PARK IS EMPTY.
IN YELLOWSTONE,
ONLY THE GEYSERS ARE ACTIVE.
EVERY 64 1/2 MINUTES,
OLD FAITHFUL GEYSER
SENDS A CLOUD PLUME
150 FEET INTO THE AIR.
AND THE STEAM
FROM 10,000 LESSER GEYSERS
DRIFTS THROUGH
THE WINTERBOUND SILENCE.
BY LATE MAY,
THE SNOW IS GONE
FROM THE LAND.
AND NOW THE PARK
BEGINS TO STIR WITH LIFE.
[bear growling]
OF COURSE, SOME
OF THE RESIDENTS
FIND THE FIRST STIRRING
JUST A LITTLE
ON THE CREAKY SIDE.
AND THIS YEAR
ONE OF THE CREAKIESWAS THE BIG SHE-BEAR
THE PARK RANGERS
HAD NAMED NOKOMIS.
THE YEARS HAD BEGUN
TO CATCH UP WITH NOKOMIS.
TWO WEEKS BEFORE,
SHE'D BROUGHT FROM THE DEN
WHAT WAS PERHAPS
HER LAST PAIR OF CUBS.
[cubs growling softly]
THE TWINS, TUFFY AND TUBBY,
HAD BEEN BORN
DURING THE WINTER HIBERNATION.
BY THE TIME
SPRING ROLLED AROUND,
THEY WERE BIG
ENOUGH TO SLIP OUFOR EARLY MORNING CUB SCOUTING
BEFORE THE DEN MOTHER
WAS EVEN UP AND AROUND.
- [growling]
- THERE WAS NO
DANGER IN SIGHT,
SO NOKOMIS SET OUTO TAKE HER MORNING THERAPY--
SOAKING HER TIRED OLD BONES
IN THE GEYSER-WARMED WATER
OF A NEARBY RIVER.
NOKOMIS' CUBS
WERE ABOUT AS MUCH ALIKE
AS THE OPPOSITE SIDES
OF A COIN.
TUFFY NEVER SAW ANYTHING
WITHOUT WANTING IAND SELDOM WANTED ANYTHING
WITHOUT GETTING IT.
- [growling softly]
- TUBBY, ON THE OTHER HAND,
WANTED JUST TWO THINGS--
FOOD AND SLEEP.
RIGHT NOW BROTHER TUFFY
WAS HANKERING FOR A PINE CONE.
- [growling]
- NOT JUST ANY PINE CONE--
TUFFY WANTED
THAT...CONE...RIGHT...THERE.
- [growling]
[both growling]
- THAT HAD BEEN
JUST A LITTLE MORE FRACAS
THAN TUBBY COULD HANDLE.
AND AS USUAL, HE CARRIED
HIS COMPLAINT TO MOTHER.
- [growling]
[skunks squeaking]
- TUBBY WASN'T EASY
TO SIDETRACK.
BUT THAT STRANGE SQUEAKING
WAS ENOUGH TO RAISE
HIS NATURAL CURIOSITY.
- [continue squeaking]
- AMONG THE YOUNG IN NATURE,
THERE ARE FEW ENEMIES.
BUT MAYBE THE BABY SKUNK
DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT THAT.
AND TUBBY ONLY KNEW
THERE WAS SOMETHING UP THERE
THAT WOULD CERTAINLY
BEAR LOOKING INTO.
IN THE MEANTIME,
DOWN BELOW,
FROM BABY NUMBER ONE,
AN S.O.S. WENT OUT.
MAMA SKUNK GOT THE MESSAGE
AND CAME BACK
TO MOVE HER BABIES.
- [squeaking]
- SHE'D HAVE TO CARRY THEM
ONE AT A TIME.
SO WHILE TUBBY KEPT STRUGGLING
WITH HIS ENTRANCE EXAMINATION,
MAMA WAS MAKING
HER FIRST TRIP.
- [grunting]
- [squeaking]
- TUBBY HAD
ATTACKED HIS PROBLEM
FROM ALL POSSIBLE ANGLES
BY THE TIME MAMA CAME BACK
FOR THE SECOND LOAD.
AND THAT WAS
JUST ABOUT WHEN THINGS
STARTED TO GO WRONG
FOR TUBBY.
- [crying]
- WELL, SHE WAS LEAVING
THE DEN ANYWAY.
MIGHT AS WELL LETHIS BIG LOUT HAVE IT.
[suspenseful music]
- [growls loudly]
- TUBBY WAS JUSA LITTLE AROMATIC
AND COULDN'T EVEN GET CLOSE
TO HIS OWN BROTHER.
- [growling]
- AS A MATTER OF FACT,
IT WASN'T TOO PLEASANBEING SO CLOSE TO HIMSELF.
WELL, HE KNEW WHERE TO GO
WITH HIS TROUBLES.
WHEN EVERYBODY ELSE
TURNS YOU DOWN,
THERE'S ALWAYS ONE
A FELLA CAN COUNT ON.
WHEN IT COMES TO UNDERSTANDING
AND SYMPATHY,
YOU GOT TO HAND IT TO MOM.
ONLY THIS TIME,
MOM HANDED IT RIGHT BACK.
IT WAS ON THIS
DAY THAT NOKOMIS
BEGAN AN ANNUAL BUSINESS TRIP.
THE BUSINESS WAS FOOD,
TO BE PROVIDED
IN COPIOUS QUANTITIES
BY THE GREAT AMERICAN PUBLIC.
OPENING DAY OF THE PARK
WAS NEAR,
AND NOKOMIS WAS DETERMINED
TO BE ON HAND AS USUAL
FOR THE BIG HANDOUT.
OF COURSE, THERE WAS PLENTY
OF STOPS ALONG THE WAY,
PARTICULARLY IF AN OLD LOG
LOOKED LIKE IT MIGHT BE LOADED
WITH ANTS, BEETLES,
MULLET GRUBS,
AND OTHER NATURAL BEAR FOOD.
NOKOMIS WAS JUST ABOUTO TURN UP
SOMETHING INTERESTING
WHEN TUFFY HAPPENED ALONG.
HE WAS JUSAN INNOCENT BYSTANDER,
BUT HE TOOK THE WRAP
FOR MOM'S BAD AIM.
- [growling]
- [whimpers]
- THE MORE SHE THOUGHABOUT MISSING THAT MOUSE,
THE MADDER IT MADE HER.
- [growls loudly
- [whimpering]
- TO GET THE BLAME AND MISS
THE GAME WAS NOT FOR TUFFY.
IF TUBBY WANTED THAT MOUSE,
HE'D HAVE TO FIGHT FOR IT.
[both growling]
- [squeaks]
[both continue growling]
- [growls]
- [squeaks]
- [growls]
- UH-OH, WHICH WAY
TO THE NEAREST TREE?
OF COURSE,
THE CUBS DIDN'T KNOW
THAT NOKOMIS
COULDN'T CARE LESS
ABOUT ONE SMALL MOUSE.
THERE WAS A SUMMER-LONG FEASIN HER FUTURE
AND STILL
A FAR PIECE TO TRAVEL.
THERE ARE FIVE ENTRANCES
INTO YELLOWSTONE PARK.
SOMETIME AROUND MAY 1ST,
WEATHER PERMITTING,
THE RANGERS OFFICIALLY
OPEN ALL THE GATES,
AND THE SUMMER SEASON IS ON.
NEARLY TWO
MILLION PEOPLE VISIYELLOWSTONE PARK EACH YEAR.
THEY PAY THREE DOLLARS PER CAR
FOR A PERMIT,
AND IT'S GOOD FOR 15 DAYS.
ALONG WITH THE PASS
GOES A FOLDER
FULL OF FACTS ON THE PARK,
INCLUDING
SOME GOOD SUGGESTIONS
ON HOW TO GET ALONG
WITH THE WILDLIFE.
INSIDE THE PARK,
THERE'S EVEN MORE
OF THE SAME INFORMATION.
UNFORTUNATELY,
TOO MANY PEOPLE
PAY LITTLE ATTENTION
TO THESE SIGNS,
AND THAT SUITS
THE BEARS JUST FINE.
NOW, JUST ABOUEVERY BEAR IN THE PARK
HAS TAKEN UP
HIS REGULAR STATION
AND IS WAITING TO STARWORKING THE TOURIST TRADE.
SOME POLISH THEIR CAR-STOPPING
CAPERS WHILE THEY WAIT.
STILL, OTHERS FIND
FAVORITE VANTAGE POINTS,
WHERE THEY'LL BE SURE TO SPOTHE CHUCK WAGONS
WHEN THEY COME INTO VIEW.
SOON THE FIRST CAR APPEARS.
THE FIRST HIGHWAYMAN
MAKES HIS MOVE,
AND THE BIG MOOCH IS ON.
PARKING A PAIR OF CUBS
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD
AND ACTING MOTHERLY
IS GUARANTEED TO GET RESULTS.
BUT AS SOON AS THE CAR STOPS,
IT'S EVERYONE FOR HIMSELF.
THE MOOCHERS
COME IN TWO BASIC SIZES--
BIG AND LITTLE.
BEFORE LONG, ROADSIDE BUSINESS
REALLY STARTS PICKING UP.
AND THE TRAFFIC GETS SNARLED
INTO WHAT THE RANGERS
CALL A BEAR JAM.
AN OLD BEAR
CAN BE MIGHTY APPEALING,
BUT THE ONES TO WATCH
ARE THE SECOND-STORY MEN.
THE CUBS USUALLY
PUT ON THE BEST SHOW.
BUT MOTHER BEAR
IS NEVER VERY FAR BEHIND.
AND THAT'S
IMPORTANT TO REMEMBER,
BECAUSE IT'S
DOWNRIGHT DANGEROUS
TO COME BETWEEN A SHE-BEAR
AND HER CUBS.
- [growling loudly]
- MOST OF
THE FIRST-TIME TOURISTS
JUST WANT TO BE FRIENDLY.
BUT EVEN THE BEARS
TAKE A DIM VIEW OF THINGS
WHEN FAMILIARITY
GOES TOO FAR.
- [grunting, growling]
- NOW, THE CLOSER YOU GETO A BEAR,
THE LESS REASON THERE IS
FOR STAYING THERE.
AND THAT WAS TOO CLOSE
FOR THE RANGERS.
IT WAS TIME
TO BREAK UP THIS BEAR JAM.
OF COURSE, THE
BEARS DON'T LIKE
TO SEE A GOOD THING GO.
THEY'D JUST AS SOON HANG ON
A LITTLE LONGER,
ESPECIALLY
OLD TWINKLE TOES HERE.
ONE LAST FLING--
THAT'S ALL
TILL THE NEXT BEAR JAM FORMS.
NOW, THE MAIN SCENIC HIGHWAY
IN YELLOWSTONE
IS THE GRAND LOOP.
IT'S 142 MILES AROUND,
AND IT CARRIES MOSOF THE TRAFFIC
THROUGH THE PARK.
BUT THERE ARE SIDE ROADS
THAT AREN'T WELL-TRAVELED,
AND A LONG ONE OF THESE
IS A PLACE WHERE NOKOMIS
ALWAYS CAME TO MOOCH.
THE FLOW OF TOURISTS
WAS GOING STRONG,
AND ALREADY
THEY'D HAD SEVERAL CUSTOMERS,
AND BUSINESS
JUST KEPT ROLLING IN.
- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR!
- WELL, I'LL BE DARNED.
- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR!
- BUT WE DON'T HAVE ANYTHING
TO FEED THEM.
- WELL, WE HAVE
MARSH--MARSHMALLOWS
IN--IN THE TRAILER.
- OH, SURE, I GUESS WE DO.
I FORGOT ABOUT THOSE.
ALL RIGHT, COME ON,
GET OUT AND GET THEM.
- [giggling]
- NOW, BE REAL CAREFUL.
THAT'S RIGHT.
- WELL, YOU JUST CAN'T KEEP
SAYING NO TO THE KIDS
WHEN EVERYBODY'S SUPPOSED
TO BE ENJOYING THE VACATION.
IF THE YOUNGSTERS WERE WILLING
TO GIVE UP A
MARSHMALLOW ROAST,
DAD WAS READY TO FORGEALL THE WARNINGS
ABOUT NOT FEEDING THE BEARS.
- [giggling]
- OKAY, YOU KIDS
GET IN THE CAR, WILL YOU?
HONEY, I THINK
I'D BETTER FEED THE BEAR.
- GO ON, DAD.
- OH, LOOK AT DADDY.
WE OUGHT TO GET A PICTURE
OF HIM DOING THIS.
- [giggling]
WE LOVE BEARS.
- [laughing]
- BEARS DON'T HAVE ANY TEETH.
- OH, THEY DO TOO.
- BUT WHERE?
- THEY'VE GOT LOTS OF TEETH.
- WELL, THEIR MOUTHS
DON'T OPEN.
- SURE HIS MOUTH OPENS.
LOOK AT IT.
[bear whimpers]
- [growling softly]
- NOW, A BIG DANGER
OF FEEDING BEARS
IS ACCIDENTALLY TEASING ONE,
LIKE THIS.
- SORRY, THAT'S ALL THERE IS,
OLD GIRL.
THERE ISN'T ANY MORE.
HONEY, THESE BEARS
ARE ALMOST TAME.
THEY'D MAKE PRETTY GOOD PETS.
- [growls]
- JACK, LOOK OUT!
- [growls]
[cloth tearing]
- STOP IT! STOP!
STOP!
GET AWAY FROM ME!
STOP! STOP!
- QUICK, JACK!
DEAR, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
- I'M OKAY,
BUT LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
- ABOUT A HALF A MILE
FURTHER ALONG,
THE FAMILY PULLED
INTO A PUBLIC CAMPGROUND.
THERE ARE ABOUT 70 OF THEM
IN THE PARK,
WITH OVER 2,200 CAMPING SITES.
NOW, PROBABLY
A HALF MILLION PEOPLE
USE THESE PLACES
DURING A SEASON,
BUT NOT MANY FAMILIES DRIVE IN
WITH A GRUB BOX
FULL OF BEAR CUBS.
BUT JUST THIS ONE CARLOAD
WAS ENOUGH,
CONSIDERING THE WAY
EVERYTHING TURNED OUT.
- OH, I HOPE
WE CAN FIND A CAMPSITE.
THE KIDS ARE TIRED,
AND I'M WORN OUT.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
- TO GET THE BUCKET.
IT SHOULD BE IN
HERE SOMEWHERE.
- WELL, IT WAS SITTING
RIGHT THERE.
THERE IT IS.
- HERE, GET SOME WATER
FOR THE COFFEE WHILE I SEE
THE RANGER, WILL YOU?
- OKAY.
COME ON, KIDS.
COME ON.
- NO ONE EVEN KNEW THERE WERE
BEAR CUBS IN THE CAMPGROUND.
MOST OF THE CAMPERS
WERE LISTENING TO A RANGER
WHO WAS GIVING
A TALK ON WILDLIFE
AND POINTS OF INTERESIN THE PARK.
THEN TUBBY SPOTTED
ANOTHER YOUNGSTER
THAT, LIKE HIMSELF,
DIDN'T SEEM TO BE GETTING
TOO MUCH ATTENTION.
- [suckling]
- WELL, EVERYTHING
WENT ACCORDING TO FORMULA.
TUBBY HAD IT,
SO TUFFY WANTED IT.
- [whimpers]
[both growling loudly]
- [suckling]
- AS USUAL, TUFFY WON OUT.
TUBBY TOOK OFF
TO TATTLE-TALE TO MOM.
TUFFY FIGURED MAYBE HE'D
BETTER REPORT TO MOTHER TOO.
TROUBLE WAS THEY WERE HEADED
IN THE WRONG DIRECTION.
NOKOMIS HAD FOLLOWED THE ROAD
AND SKIRTED
AROUND THE CAMPGROUND.
THERE, SHE'D PICKED UP
THE SCENT OF HER CUBS,
AND IT LED HER TO THE TRAILER.
HER YOUNG
WERE IN THERE SOMEWHERE.
SHE WAS CERTAIN OF THAT.
AND SHE WAS GOING TO GETHEM OUT, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER.
[clattering]
WHILE THINGS
WERE FALLING APAROVER AT THE TRAILER,
THE FATHER WAS TALKING
TO JOE, THE RANGER,
ABOUT A CAMPSITE
FOR THE NIGHT.
IN THE MEANTIME, ON THE OTHER
SIDE OF THE CAMPGROUND,
TUBBY AND TUFFY
MOVED INTO NEW TERRITORY.
- [happily whistling
Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah]
- WHEN THEY
COULDN'T FIND NOKOMIS,
THEY DECIDED
TO KEEP POKING AROUND
ON THEIR OWN FOR A WHILE.
THAT COULD LEAD TO TROUBLE...
AND IT DID.
[loud clattering]
- WHAT THE...?
HEY, WAIT!
WAIT!
COME BACK! MY TRAILER!
WAIT, STOP!
HOLD IT!
STOP!
HOLD IT!
COME BACK!
STOP!
LOOK OUT BELOW!
- WHAT?
NO! NO, NO, STOP!
HELP!
BACK! GO BACK!
OH, AH!
OH, JEEZ!
AAH!
- [panting]
- IT'S ALL RIGHT.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
- OH, MY NICE CAMP.
OH.
- ALL RIGHT.
- IT'S THINGS LIKE THIS
THAT MAKE PEOPLE SAY,
"THE BEST PART OF A VACATION
IS GETTING BACK HOME."
ABOUT THIS TIME,
JOE, THE RANGER,
WAS DRIVING BACK
WITH THE FATHER
TO HELP HIM FIND A CAMPSITE.
JOE WAS AN OLD-TIMER
IN YELLOWSTONE PARK.
AND AS SOON
AS HE SAW THE CROWD,
HE HAD A PRETTY GOOD IDEA
WHAT WAS CAUSING IT.
- HOLY SMOKE, MY TRAILER.
- YEAH, LOOKS LIKE YOU GOT A
LITTLE BEAR
TROUBLE OVER THERE.
- IT'S TEARING THINGS UP.
GET IT OUT OF HERE.
- COME ON.
- KIDS ALL RIGHT, HONEY?
- YES, THEY'RE FINE.
BUT WHEN WE GOT BACK,
WE WERE WORRIED.
- GEE, WHAT A MESS.
- IT SURE IS.
- ALL RIGHT, COME ON, KIDS.
- STAND BACK, FOLKS.
- NOW, WHAT'S A MATTER
WITH YOU, OLD GIRL?
WE NEVER HAD TROUBLE
WITH YOU BEFORE.
COME ON.
- [growls loudly]
- COME ON, NOKOMIS, GET OUT.
- [growling]
- COME ON,
GET DOWN OUT OF THERE.
LET'S GO.
MOVE.
- [growling]
- NOW, GET DOWN
OUT OF THERE, GIRL.
- COME ON.
- JUST ABOUT EVERY RANGER
IN THE PARK KNEW NOKOMIS.
SHE WAS ALWAYS WELL-BEHAVED.
BUT NOW THE FATHER SAID
THIS WAS THE SAME BEAR
THAT ATTACKED HIM
JUST DOWN THE ROAD.
- ARE YOU SURE?
- WELL, I-I THINK SO.
LOOK, IT TORE MY JACKET.
- IT WAS PLAIN
HE'D BEEN WORKED OVER
BY A BEAR.
AND CONSIDERING THE WAY
NOKOMIS WAS ACTING NOW,
THERE WASN'T MUCH DOUBSHE'D DONE IT.
AND THAT MEANJOE HAD TO DO SOMETHING
HE DIDN'T LIKE VERY MUCH.
[indistinct chatter]
- KB447, CALLING 447.
THIS IS 319.
I NEED THE TRAP WAGON
RIGHT AWAY
AT OLD FAITHFUL CAMPGROUND.
- THE FATHER
HADN'T MENTIONED SEEING CUBS,
AND JOE NEVER FIGURED
AN OLD BEAR LIKE NOKOMIS
WOULD HAVE ANY LITTLE ONES.
THE WAY IT WAS,
THERE WAS ONLY
ONE THING TO DO.
- WELL, WHAT ARE
YOU GONNA DO--
KILL HER?
- OH, NO.
JUST GONNA PUT HER
TO SLEEP FOR A WHILE.
- THE PARK RANGERS ALWAYS
TRY TO PRESERVE THE WILDLIFE,
AS WELL AS PROTECT THE PUBLIC.
HERE'S A COLLECTION OF DRUGS
THAT HELPS THEM TO DO BOTH.
WHEN BAD ANIMALS ARE TOO BIG
AND DANGEROUS TO HANDLE AWAKE,
THE RANGERS GIVE THEM A
SLEEPING DRUG
CALLED SUCOSTRIN.
IT'S HARMLESS BUT POWERFUL.
IT'S MARKED YELLOW
FOR CAUTION.
RED MEANS NICOTINE--
A DEADLY INJECTION
FOR EMERGENCY USE ONLY.
FOR THEIR OWN PROTECTION,
THE RANGERS ADMINISTER
THESE DRUGS FROM LONG RANGE
WITH A COMPRESSED-AIR RIFLE
POWERED WITH CARBON DIOXIDE.
- [growls]
- COME ON, COME ON, LET'S GO.
MOVE, MOVE!
- [growling]
- NOW, STAND BACK,
FOLKS, PLEASE.
[gun fires]
- SUCOSTRIN TAKES EFFECIN ANYWHERE FROM 20 SECONDS
TO 3 MINUTES.
NOKOMIS WOULDN'T GO VERY FAR.
- CHARLIE!
PULL AROUND THE CAMPGROUND.
SHE RAN INTO THE MEADOW.
- BACK UP A LITTLE MORE...
A LITTLE MORE.
OKAY, HOLD IT.
HEY, HAL, IT'S OLD NOKOMIS.
- HUH, WONDER WHAT GOINTO HER.
- THE TRAP WAGON
IS A SPECIALLY DESIGNED CAGE
FOR TRANSPORTING
TROUBLESOME ANIMALS.
AND NOKOMIS
HAD BECOME A TROUBLEMAKER.
NOW NOKOMIS WOULD BE TAKEN
INTO THE HIGH COUNTRY.
AND UP HERE,
FAR FROM THE TOURIST CENTERS,
SHE WOULD BE RELEASED.
BUT THERE'S ONE THING
THAT MUST BE DONE
BEFORE RELEASING
A BANISHED BEAR.
- [growls softly]
- SORRY, OLD GAL.
I SURE HATE TO DO THIS
TO A FRIEND.
- REMOVING ANY
DANGEROUS ANIMAL
FROM ONE PUBLIC PLACE
DOESN'T MEAN THAT ICAN'T WANDER
BACK INTO ANOTHER,
SO THE PARK RANGERS
HAVE DEVELOPED A SYSTEM
OF IDENTIFICATION.
THE FIRST OFFENDER IS MARKED
WITH A SWATCH OF YELLOW PAINT.
ANOTHER OFFENSE ANYWHERE,
AND THE ANIMAL IS DESTROYED.
- [growling]
- SURE HOPE
SHE DOESN'T COME BACK.
- AND NOW OLD NOKOMIS WORE
THE MARK OF A FIRST OFFENDER.
THE RANGERS MAY HAVE THOUGHIT WAS THE END
OF THE TRAIL FOR NOKOMIS.
BUT FOR THE MOTHER BEAR,
IT WAS JUST THE BEGINNING.
OUTLAW OR NOT,
SHE WAS ALREADY ON HER WAY
BACK TO FIND HER CUBS.
THAT NIGHT, TUFFY AND TUBBY
WERE ABOUT AS LONESOME
AS TWO CUBS CAN GET.
THEY JUST COULDN'T UNDERSTAND
WHY MOM WASN'T HERE.
NOKOMIS HADN'T EVEN STOPPED
FOR SLEEP.
AND BY DAWN, SHE
WAS APPROACHING
THE GEYSER FIELDS
ALONG THE FIREHOLE RIVER.
TUFFY AND TUBBY
WERE UP AND ABOUT EARLY.
AND BY MEREST CHANCE,
THEY WANDERED
INTO THIS SAME TERRITORY.
HERE IN THE SPACE
OF A FEW ACRES
ARE CONCENTRATED
A WIDE ASSORTMENOF BUBBLING MUDPOTS
AND STEAMING GEYSERS.
IT LOOKED LIKE
A PROMISING PLAYGROUND.
THEY'D LOOK FOR MOTHER LATER.
TUFFY SPOTTED A GEYSER
ABOUT HIS OWN SIZE.
HE JUST HAD TO FIND OUWHAT MADE IT WORK.
[gurgling]
MEANTIME, TUBBY STUMBLED
ONTO A FIELD OF MUDPOTS.
THEY'RE SOMETHING
LIKE GEYSERS,
ONLY GOOIER.
[bubbling]
WELL, MAYBE
THIS PINK ICE-CREAM SUNDAE
HAS SOMETHING TO OFFER.
[bubbles popping rapidly]
LIKE THE BIG BEAR SAID,
"THIS PORRIDGE
IS A LITTLE TOO HOT."
THE CUBS HAD ALMOST FORGOTTEN
THAT THEY WERE MOTHERLESS,
BUT THEY WERE PLENTY LONG
ON CURIOSITY,
AND THERE WAS A LOT OF COUNTRY
LEFT TO BE EXPLORED.
AT THIS SAME MOMENT,
NOKOMIS ENTERED
THE GEYSER BASIN
FROM THE OPPOSITE SIDE.
SHE HAD CROSSED THE TRAIL
OF THE CUBS
AND FOLLOWED IT HERE.
BUT IN THE MINERAL STEAM
OF THE GEYSERS,
SHE LOST THEIR SCENT.
IT'D BE MANY DAYS
BEFORE SHE FOUND IT AGAIN.
THE DAYS PASSED,
AND THE CUBS COVERED
A LOT OF GROUND.
OF COURSE, THEY WERE LONESOME
NOW AND THEN,
BUT AS LONG AS THERE WAS FOOD,
THEY WERE GENERALLY HAPPY.
THEY NEVER WENT HUNGRY,
SINCE THEY'D EAT ANYTHING
AND LIKED EVERYTHING.
BESIDES, THERE
WERE ALWAYS TOURISTS.
IN TIME, THEY
CAME TO ASSOCIATE
PEOPLE WITH FOOD.
THEN, AS FAR
AS THEY WERE CONCERNED,
ANYTHING PEOPLE HAD WAS FOOD.
PRETTY SOON,
THEY WERE DINING ON THINGS
LIKE SOAP-SUD SOUFFLE,
AND MOVIE FILM SPAGHETTI.
EACH DAY BROUGHT THE CUBS
A NEW ADVENTURE
OF ONE SORT OR ANOTHER,
MOSTLY CAUSED
BY THE TWO THINGS
THEY HAD THE MOST OF--
APPETITE AND CURIOSITY.
[engine revving]
[engine rumbling]
- WHAT'S THE MATTER, DEAR?
NO LUCK?
- [laughing]
PLENTY OF LUCK.
SEE?
I RAN OUT OF TACKLE.
HAD TO COME BACK
FOR SOME MORE.
- THE CUBS FELTHEY WERE WELCOME EVERYWHERE.
AND THEY MEANT TO JOIN
THE FOLKS AT THE TABLE.
BUT TUBBY'S SENSITIVE NOSE
PICKED UP
THE TANTALIZING ODOR OF FISH.
THEY NEVER HESITATED
TO HELP THEMSELVES
TO ANYTHING,
ANYTIME.
AND WITH THE PROSPECOF FRESH TROUT FOR BREAKFAST,
IT WAS GANGWAY FOR THE GALLEY.
[engine turning]
[engine rumbling]
- HEY!
WHAT'S GOING ON?
STOP!
COME BACK HERE!
STOP!
HEY.
OH, OH, OH.
OH!
- THIS FISHERMAN
WILL HAVE QUITE A TALE
TO TELL ABOUT THE BOATHAT GOT AWAY.
AND HE JUST FILLED IWITH GAS TOO.
OF COURSE, THE ONLY REASON
FOR BEING HERE WAS FOOD,
AND WHEN TUFFY
GOT AWAY WITH THAT,
THERE WAS ONLY ONE THING
FOR TUBBY TO DO--
SETTLE FOR SIGHTSEEING.
THE COURSE THEY WERE ON
WAS JUST ABOUT PERFECFOR LOOKING AROUND.
[engine rumbling]
WELL, A FEW
SHAKEDOWN MANEUVERS
STRAIGHTEN THINGS OUT.
THEN TUBBY FIGURED
HE MIGHT AS WELL
WASH HIS PAWS,
AS LONG AS HE WAS
OUT HERE, ANYWAY.
THEN TUFFY FINISHED EATING
AND WANTED A DRINK.
BUT HE WAS
A LITTLE SHORT ON SCOOP.
NO DAMAGE UP HERE.
- [growls]
- SOME PLEASURE BOATERS JUSHAVE NO REGARD FOR FISHERMEN.
TUFFY DECIDED
THE MAN LOOKED FRIENDLY.
- [growling]
- AVAST, PORT YOUR HELM.
AND COME ABOUT.
- AAH!
- MUST'VE CUTHAT A LITTLE TOO FINE.
COME ABOUT AGAIN,
ME HEARTIES.
- AAH!
- WHILE TUFFY WAS FLOUNDERING
AROUND IN THE WAKE,
TUBBY WENT IN AND FINALLY
ESTABLISHED A BEACHHEAD.
- [yelps]
- SO AN ADVENTURE THAT STARTED
ON ONE SIDE OF THE LAKE
ENDED UP ON THE
OPPOSITE SHORE.
AND IN TERRITORY
THEY HAD JUST LEFT,
A FOOTSORE, OLD NOKOMIS
STILL CARRIED ON THE SEARCH
FOR HER CUBS,
ALWAYS A DAY OR SO
BEHIND THEM.
ONE CUB WAS NEVER FAR AWAY
FROM THE OTHER.
AND AS THE SUMMER PASSED,
THEY RANGED THE REACHES
OF THE PARK TOGETHER.
THEY HAD LITTLE TIME
FOR LONELINESS.
[soft music]
THROUGH THE SUMMER
LONG AND LAZY SUMMER
GOT NO WORRIES
NO, NOT A SINGLE CARE
MISCHIEF MAKERS
PAIR OF HANDOUT TAKERS
EASY LIVIN'
COMES EASY TO A BEAR
EASY LIVIN'
COMES EASY TO A BEAR
WHEN AUTUMN
COMES TO YELLOWSTONE,
AROUND THE LODGES
ONLY THE WILDLIFE
AND A FEW
SCATTERED TOURISTS REMAIN.
IT WAS ON A BRISK FALL DAY
THAT TUFFY AND TUBBY
ARRIVED AAN OLD STAMPING GROUNDS
AND HEADED FOR A PLACE
WHERE THE SUMMER HANDOUTS
HAD ALWAYS BEEN GOOD.
THE CUBS HAD GROWN
TO AROUND 50 POUNDS EACH
DURING THE SUMMER.
RIGHT NOW THAT TOTALED
ABOUT 100 POUNDS
OF CONCENTRATED HUNGER.
PICKINGS WERE LEAN
IN THE PARKING LOT.
SO ONCE AGAIN, TUBBY JUSLET HIMSELF BE
LED BY THE NOSE,
AND THAT TOOK HIM RIGHTO THE DOOR
OF THE OLD FAITHFUL INN.
TUBBY HAD NEVER BEEN INSIDE,
OF COURSE,
BUT HE WAS WILLING
TO TRY IT ANYWAY.
NOBODY SEEMED TO MIND.
AS USUAL, TUFFY WAS CONTENTO PLAY FOLLOW THE LEADER.
HE KNEW HIS BROTHER'S NOSE
WAS ALWAYS TUNED IN ON FOOD.
OF COURSE, ONCE IN A WHILE,
EVEN TUBBY TOOK A WRONG TURN.
- COME ON BACK AND PLAY
WITH YOU CAR, PAUL.
- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR.
- OH, COME ON,
THERE'S NOT ANY BEARS.
- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR.
- THERE'S NOT A
BEAR OVER THERE.
COME ON OVER HERE
AND SIT DOWN.
- I WANT TO PLAY WITH THEM.
- OH, THERE ARE NOT ANY BEARS.
COME ON.
- I WANT TO PLAY--
- PAUL, COME OVER HERE
AND SIT DOWN.
COME ON.
NO, COME OVER HERE
AND SIT DOWN.
COME ON OVER HERE.
- [cries]
- TUBBY REALLY
CAME THROUGH THIS TIME.
HERE WAS A BEAR'S
FONDEST DREAM
COME TRUE...
FOOD, A WHOLE KITCHEN FULL.
[both growling]
OF COURSE,
TUBBY GOT RIGHDOWN TO EATING,
BUT TUFFY
HAD A MECHANICAL BENT.
HE JUST HAD TO PLAY AROUND
WITH THE STICK SHIFON THAT SPORT MODEL
POTATO MASHER.
- [whining]
- NO USE GETTING
YOUR NOSE OUT OF JOINT,
ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S GOT SO
MANY OTHER THINGS TO GET INTO.
MUST BE SOMETHING BETTER THAN
JUST STRAIGHFLOUR AROUND HERE.
WELL, WHAT DO YOU KNOW?
DOUGH.
BY NOW, TUFFY HAD WORKED UP
AN APPETITE.
HE WAS READY TO DO
A LITTLE PIE PANHANDLING.
WELL, THE CRUSWAS PRETTY GOOD,
BUT THE FILLING WAS A FLOP.
NOW, YOU JUSCAN'T HARDLY FIND HOT DOGS
ONCE THE TOURIST SEASON ENDS.
NO USE LETTING
THIS BATCH GO TO WASTE.
OF COURSE, A LITTLE KETCHUP
ALWAYS GOES GOOD,
IF YOU CAN GET IT OUOF MOTHER NATURE'S CONTAINER.
HMM, SOMEBODY
SHOULD'VE BUILT THIS STUFF
A LITTLE CLOSER
TO TUBBY'S TONGUE.
[clattering]
IT WAS NOW JUSA SHORT DISTANCE AWAY
THAT NOKOMIS WAS CLOSING IN
ON A TRAIL
THAT GREW MORE PROMISING
EVERY SECOND.
AND THE CUBS
WEREN'T ABOUT TO LEAVE.
IF THEY HAD THEIR WAY, THEY'D
STAY ON HERE
FOR QUITE A SPELL.
- [growling]
[clattering]
[whines]
- AS USUAL, IF TUBBY HAD IT,
TUFFY WANTED IT.
AND THIS TIME,
TUBBY STARTED
GIVING IT TO HIM.
[loud hissing]
- [growling]
[growls]
- TUFFY WAS ALREADY
PRETTY WELL A LA MODE.
BUT TUBBY HAD FOUND A TOPPER
FOR HIS BROTHER'S COMEUPPANCE.
- [growls]
- THE WARM SCENT OF HER CUBS
HUNG CLOSE AROUND NOKOMIS NOW,
AND SHE SENSED
THEY WERE JUST INSIDE.
WHEN THE CUBS DISCOVERED
THE PASTRY COUNTER,
THEY REALLY MOVED IN
ON THE DESSERT COURSE.
TUBBY MANAGED
TO JUST ABOUCORNER THE MARKET.
THERE WAS BARELY ENOUGH HERE
FOR HIMSELF
AND NOTHING AT ALL FOR
A HEAVY EATER
LIKE HIS BROTHER.
- [growling]
- WELL, TUFFY HAD TO DROWN
HIS SORROW IN TOMATO JUICE.
AND WHILE TUBBY DINED ON CAKE,
TUFFY JUST KEPT LAPPING IT UP.
FINALLY,
EVEN TUBBY SLOWED DOWN.
HE'D HAD A LITTLE TROUBLE
WITH THOSE LAST FIVE
OR SIX CAKES.
WHEW.
- [growls softly]
- BY NOW, THE CUBS
HAD THEIR EATING
HABITS SO BAD,
IF THERE WAS ONE SCRAP OF FOOD
STILL LEFT,
THEY WERE GONNA FIND IT,
EVEN IF IT MEANTAKING THE WHOLE PLACE APART.
[clattering, dishes breaking]
NOKOMIS WAS ALREADY BRANDED
AS A FIRST OFFENDER.
EVEN IN COMING HERE, SHE HAD
COMMITTED HER SECOND OFFENSE.
- [growls softly]
- OF COURSE, THE MANAGER KNEW
THE MEANING OF
THE YELLOW MARK--
A DANGEROUS BEAR.
HE CALLED THE PARK SERVICE
FOR HELP IN A HURRY.
- HELLO, HELLO
I GOT A BAD BEAR
AT THE OLD FAITHFUL INN.
RIGHT IN THE LOBBY!
HURRY!
- ONCE AGAIN,
MAN TRIED TO DRIVE NOKOMIS
FROM THE SEARCH
SHE WOULDN'T GIVE UP.
- [growls]
- GO ON, BEAR,
GET OUT OF HERE!
GO ON, NOW.
COME ON!
GET OUT OF HERE, NOW.
GO ON.
- [growling]
- JOE, THE RANGER,
WAS EXPLAINING THE WORKINGS
OF A GEYSER
TO SOME LATE-SEASON TOURISTS
WHEN THE CALL CAME
FROM THE PARK HEADQUARTERS.
- CAR 319, 319.
- 319.
COME IN 447.
- EMERGENCY, JOE--
BAD BEAR
INSIDE OLD FAITHFUL INN.
- I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.
[siren wailing]
- HURRY, WILL YOU?
HE'S A MEAN ONE.
HE'S TEARING THE PLACE APART.
[sirens wailing]
- FOR JOE,
THERE WAS NO CHOICE.
HE HAD TO USE A RED CAPSULE
ON A TWO-TIME OFFENDER.
[clicking]
YET NOKOMIS WAS
GUILTY OF ONLY ONE THING--
DEVOTION TO HER YOUNG.
- THERE SHE GOES!
- NOKOMIS--
FOR JOE, THIS WASN'T EASY.
- [growls softly]
- GO AHEAD, JOE.
YOU GOT TO DO IT.
- HOLY MACKEREL.
LOOK AT THIS.
- [whimpering]
- AT FIRST, THEY SEEMED TO BE
JUST A COUPLE OF STRAY CUBS.
THEN IT BECAME CLEAR THATHIS WAS A VERY HAPPY REUNION.
THESE WERE HER CUBS,
LOST ALL SUMMER LONG.
NO WONDER THE OLD GIRL
HAD BEEN ON A RAMPAGE.
- I THINK WE OUGHT TO GIVE
OLD NOKOMIS ANOTHER CHANCE.
COME ON, OLD GAL.
GET YOUR KIDS
AND GET OUTDOORS.
- NOKOMIS HAD ALWAYS BEEN
A GOOD BEAR.
CHANCES WERE
SHE WAS STILL A GOOD BEAR.
ANYWAY, SHE WAS
AN AWFUL GOOD MOTHER BEAR.
NOKOMIS WOULD BE GIVEN
A WIDE BERTH FOR A WHILE
BECAUSE OF HER YELLOW MARK
OF DISHONOR.
BUT WITH
THE PASSING OF WINTER,
THAT WOULD BE GONE.
NOW NOKOMIS HAD NO QUARREL
WITH ANYBODY OR ANYTHING.
SHE WAS REUNITED
WITH HER CUBS.
FOR NOKOMIS,
THE LONG AND LONESOME SEARCH
HAD COME TO AN END
AND SO HAD A SUMMER FULL
OF ADVENTURE
FOR TUFFY AND TUBBY.
BUT AT LAST, EVERYTHING WAS
AS IT SHOULD BE.
IN THE MATTER OF BEARS,
NOKOMIS AND HER FAMILY
WOULD SPEND
OTHER SEASONS TOGETHER.
AND AS LONG AS THIS
ONE OLD MOTHER BEAR LIVED,
THERE WOULD ALWAYS BE
TWO OLD FAITHFULS
IN YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK.
Captioning byCaptionMax
- EASY LIVIN'
EASY, LAZY LIVIN'
AMBLIN', RAMBLIN'
AND ROMPIN' IN THE SUN
ON THE DOUBLE
MAKIN' TRACKS FOR TROUBLE
NEVER CARIN'
JUST CALLIN' TROUBLE FUN
EASY LIVIN'
EASY, LAZY LIVIN'
GOT NO WORRIES
NO, NOT A SINGLE CARE
MISCHIEF MAKERS
PAIR OF HANDOUT TAKERS
EASY LIVIN'
COMES EASY TO A BEAR
- HIGH IN THE NORTHERN HALF
OF WESTERN UNITED STATES,
THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS
RISE MORE THAN 8,000 FEETO FORM THE
CONTINENTAL DIVIDE.
HERE LIE SOME
TWO MILLION ACRES
OF NATURAL WONDERS--
YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK.
AT THIS ALTITUDE,
WINTER COMES EARLY.
BY MID-NOVEMBER,
THE ENTRANCE
GATES ARE DESERTED,
AND THE PARK IS EMPTY.
IN YELLOWSTONE,
ONLY THE GEYSERS ARE ACTIVE.
EVERY 64 1/2 MINUTES,
OLD FAITHFUL GEYSER
SENDS A CLOUD PLUME
150 FEET INTO THE AIR.
AND THE STEAM
FROM 10,000 LESSER GEYSERS
DRIFTS THROUGH
THE WINTERBOUND SILENCE.
BY LATE MAY,
THE SNOW IS GONE
FROM THE LAND.
AND NOW THE PARK
BEGINS TO STIR WITH LIFE.
[bear growling]
OF COURSE, SOME
OF THE RESIDENTS
FIND THE FIRST STIRRING
JUST A LITTLE
ON THE CREAKY SIDE.
AND THIS YEAR
ONE OF THE CREAKIESWAS THE BIG SHE-BEAR
THE PARK RANGERS
HAD NAMED NOKOMIS.
THE YEARS HAD BEGUN
TO CATCH UP WITH NOKOMIS.
TWO WEEKS BEFORE,
SHE'D BROUGHT FROM THE DEN
WHAT WAS PERHAPS
HER LAST PAIR OF CUBS.
[cubs growling softly]
THE TWINS, TUFFY AND TUBBY,
HAD BEEN BORN
DURING THE WINTER HIBERNATION.
BY THE TIME
SPRING ROLLED AROUND,
THEY WERE BIG
ENOUGH TO SLIP OUFOR EARLY MORNING CUB SCOUTING
BEFORE THE DEN MOTHER
WAS EVEN UP AND AROUND.
- [growling]
- THERE WAS NO
DANGER IN SIGHT,
SO NOKOMIS SET OUTO TAKE HER MORNING THERAPY--
SOAKING HER TIRED OLD BONES
IN THE GEYSER-WARMED WATER
OF A NEARBY RIVER.
NOKOMIS' CUBS
WERE ABOUT AS MUCH ALIKE
AS THE OPPOSITE SIDES
OF A COIN.
TUFFY NEVER SAW ANYTHING
WITHOUT WANTING IAND SELDOM WANTED ANYTHING
WITHOUT GETTING IT.
- [growling softly]
- TUBBY, ON THE OTHER HAND,
WANTED JUST TWO THINGS--
FOOD AND SLEEP.
RIGHT NOW BROTHER TUFFY
WAS HANKERING FOR A PINE CONE.
- [growling]
- NOT JUST ANY PINE CONE--
TUFFY WANTED
THAT...CONE...RIGHT...THERE.
- [growling]
[both growling]
- THAT HAD BEEN
JUST A LITTLE MORE FRACAS
THAN TUBBY COULD HANDLE.
AND AS USUAL, HE CARRIED
HIS COMPLAINT TO MOTHER.
- [growling]
[skunks squeaking]
- TUBBY WASN'T EASY
TO SIDETRACK.
BUT THAT STRANGE SQUEAKING
WAS ENOUGH TO RAISE
HIS NATURAL CURIOSITY.
- [continue squeaking]
- AMONG THE YOUNG IN NATURE,
THERE ARE FEW ENEMIES.
BUT MAYBE THE BABY SKUNK
DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT THAT.
AND TUBBY ONLY KNEW
THERE WAS SOMETHING UP THERE
THAT WOULD CERTAINLY
BEAR LOOKING INTO.
IN THE MEANTIME,
DOWN BELOW,
FROM BABY NUMBER ONE,
AN S.O.S. WENT OUT.
MAMA SKUNK GOT THE MESSAGE
AND CAME BACK
TO MOVE HER BABIES.
- [squeaking]
- SHE'D HAVE TO CARRY THEM
ONE AT A TIME.
SO WHILE TUBBY KEPT STRUGGLING
WITH HIS ENTRANCE EXAMINATION,
MAMA WAS MAKING
HER FIRST TRIP.
- [grunting]
- [squeaking]
- TUBBY HAD
ATTACKED HIS PROBLEM
FROM ALL POSSIBLE ANGLES
BY THE TIME MAMA CAME BACK
FOR THE SECOND LOAD.
AND THAT WAS
JUST ABOUT WHEN THINGS
STARTED TO GO WRONG
FOR TUBBY.
- [crying]
- WELL, SHE WAS LEAVING
THE DEN ANYWAY.
MIGHT AS WELL LETHIS BIG LOUT HAVE IT.
[suspenseful music]
- [growls loudly]
- TUBBY WAS JUSA LITTLE AROMATIC
AND COULDN'T EVEN GET CLOSE
TO HIS OWN BROTHER.
- [growling]
- AS A MATTER OF FACT,
IT WASN'T TOO PLEASANBEING SO CLOSE TO HIMSELF.
WELL, HE KNEW WHERE TO GO
WITH HIS TROUBLES.
WHEN EVERYBODY ELSE
TURNS YOU DOWN,
THERE'S ALWAYS ONE
A FELLA CAN COUNT ON.
WHEN IT COMES TO UNDERSTANDING
AND SYMPATHY,
YOU GOT TO HAND IT TO MOM.
ONLY THIS TIME,
MOM HANDED IT RIGHT BACK.
IT WAS ON THIS
DAY THAT NOKOMIS
BEGAN AN ANNUAL BUSINESS TRIP.
THE BUSINESS WAS FOOD,
TO BE PROVIDED
IN COPIOUS QUANTITIES
BY THE GREAT AMERICAN PUBLIC.
OPENING DAY OF THE PARK
WAS NEAR,
AND NOKOMIS WAS DETERMINED
TO BE ON HAND AS USUAL
FOR THE BIG HANDOUT.
OF COURSE, THERE WAS PLENTY
OF STOPS ALONG THE WAY,
PARTICULARLY IF AN OLD LOG
LOOKED LIKE IT MIGHT BE LOADED
WITH ANTS, BEETLES,
MULLET GRUBS,
AND OTHER NATURAL BEAR FOOD.
NOKOMIS WAS JUST ABOUTO TURN UP
SOMETHING INTERESTING
WHEN TUFFY HAPPENED ALONG.
HE WAS JUSAN INNOCENT BYSTANDER,
BUT HE TOOK THE WRAP
FOR MOM'S BAD AIM.
- [growling]
- [whimpers]
- THE MORE SHE THOUGHABOUT MISSING THAT MOUSE,
THE MADDER IT MADE HER.
- [growls loudly
- [whimpering]
- TO GET THE BLAME AND MISS
THE GAME WAS NOT FOR TUFFY.
IF TUBBY WANTED THAT MOUSE,
HE'D HAVE TO FIGHT FOR IT.
[both growling]
- [squeaks]
[both continue growling]
- [growls]
- [squeaks]
- [growls]
- UH-OH, WHICH WAY
TO THE NEAREST TREE?
OF COURSE,
THE CUBS DIDN'T KNOW
THAT NOKOMIS
COULDN'T CARE LESS
ABOUT ONE SMALL MOUSE.
THERE WAS A SUMMER-LONG FEASIN HER FUTURE
AND STILL
A FAR PIECE TO TRAVEL.
THERE ARE FIVE ENTRANCES
INTO YELLOWSTONE PARK.
SOMETIME AROUND MAY 1ST,
WEATHER PERMITTING,
THE RANGERS OFFICIALLY
OPEN ALL THE GATES,
AND THE SUMMER SEASON IS ON.
NEARLY TWO
MILLION PEOPLE VISIYELLOWSTONE PARK EACH YEAR.
THEY PAY THREE DOLLARS PER CAR
FOR A PERMIT,
AND IT'S GOOD FOR 15 DAYS.
ALONG WITH THE PASS
GOES A FOLDER
FULL OF FACTS ON THE PARK,
INCLUDING
SOME GOOD SUGGESTIONS
ON HOW TO GET ALONG
WITH THE WILDLIFE.
INSIDE THE PARK,
THERE'S EVEN MORE
OF THE SAME INFORMATION.
UNFORTUNATELY,
TOO MANY PEOPLE
PAY LITTLE ATTENTION
TO THESE SIGNS,
AND THAT SUITS
THE BEARS JUST FINE.
NOW, JUST ABOUEVERY BEAR IN THE PARK
HAS TAKEN UP
HIS REGULAR STATION
AND IS WAITING TO STARWORKING THE TOURIST TRADE.
SOME POLISH THEIR CAR-STOPPING
CAPERS WHILE THEY WAIT.
STILL, OTHERS FIND
FAVORITE VANTAGE POINTS,
WHERE THEY'LL BE SURE TO SPOTHE CHUCK WAGONS
WHEN THEY COME INTO VIEW.
SOON THE FIRST CAR APPEARS.
THE FIRST HIGHWAYMAN
MAKES HIS MOVE,
AND THE BIG MOOCH IS ON.
PARKING A PAIR OF CUBS
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD
AND ACTING MOTHERLY
IS GUARANTEED TO GET RESULTS.
BUT AS SOON AS THE CAR STOPS,
IT'S EVERYONE FOR HIMSELF.
THE MOOCHERS
COME IN TWO BASIC SIZES--
BIG AND LITTLE.
BEFORE LONG, ROADSIDE BUSINESS
REALLY STARTS PICKING UP.
AND THE TRAFFIC GETS SNARLED
INTO WHAT THE RANGERS
CALL A BEAR JAM.
AN OLD BEAR
CAN BE MIGHTY APPEALING,
BUT THE ONES TO WATCH
ARE THE SECOND-STORY MEN.
THE CUBS USUALLY
PUT ON THE BEST SHOW.
BUT MOTHER BEAR
IS NEVER VERY FAR BEHIND.
AND THAT'S
IMPORTANT TO REMEMBER,
BECAUSE IT'S
DOWNRIGHT DANGEROUS
TO COME BETWEEN A SHE-BEAR
AND HER CUBS.
- [growling loudly]
- MOST OF
THE FIRST-TIME TOURISTS
JUST WANT TO BE FRIENDLY.
BUT EVEN THE BEARS
TAKE A DIM VIEW OF THINGS
WHEN FAMILIARITY
GOES TOO FAR.
- [grunting, growling]
- NOW, THE CLOSER YOU GETO A BEAR,
THE LESS REASON THERE IS
FOR STAYING THERE.
AND THAT WAS TOO CLOSE
FOR THE RANGERS.
IT WAS TIME
TO BREAK UP THIS BEAR JAM.
OF COURSE, THE
BEARS DON'T LIKE
TO SEE A GOOD THING GO.
THEY'D JUST AS SOON HANG ON
A LITTLE LONGER,
ESPECIALLY
OLD TWINKLE TOES HERE.
ONE LAST FLING--
THAT'S ALL
TILL THE NEXT BEAR JAM FORMS.
NOW, THE MAIN SCENIC HIGHWAY
IN YELLOWSTONE
IS THE GRAND LOOP.
IT'S 142 MILES AROUND,
AND IT CARRIES MOSOF THE TRAFFIC
THROUGH THE PARK.
BUT THERE ARE SIDE ROADS
THAT AREN'T WELL-TRAVELED,
AND A LONG ONE OF THESE
IS A PLACE WHERE NOKOMIS
ALWAYS CAME TO MOOCH.
THE FLOW OF TOURISTS
WAS GOING STRONG,
AND ALREADY
THEY'D HAD SEVERAL CUSTOMERS,
AND BUSINESS
JUST KEPT ROLLING IN.
- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR!
- WELL, I'LL BE DARNED.
- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR!
- BUT WE DON'T HAVE ANYTHING
TO FEED THEM.
- WELL, WE HAVE
MARSH--MARSHMALLOWS
IN--IN THE TRAILER.
- OH, SURE, I GUESS WE DO.
I FORGOT ABOUT THOSE.
ALL RIGHT, COME ON,
GET OUT AND GET THEM.
- [giggling]
- NOW, BE REAL CAREFUL.
THAT'S RIGHT.
- WELL, YOU JUST CAN'T KEEP
SAYING NO TO THE KIDS
WHEN EVERYBODY'S SUPPOSED
TO BE ENJOYING THE VACATION.
IF THE YOUNGSTERS WERE WILLING
TO GIVE UP A
MARSHMALLOW ROAST,
DAD WAS READY TO FORGEALL THE WARNINGS
ABOUT NOT FEEDING THE BEARS.
- [giggling]
- OKAY, YOU KIDS
GET IN THE CAR, WILL YOU?
HONEY, I THINK
I'D BETTER FEED THE BEAR.
- GO ON, DAD.
- OH, LOOK AT DADDY.
WE OUGHT TO GET A PICTURE
OF HIM DOING THIS.
- [giggling]
WE LOVE BEARS.
- [laughing]
- BEARS DON'T HAVE ANY TEETH.
- OH, THEY DO TOO.
- BUT WHERE?
- THEY'VE GOT LOTS OF TEETH.
- WELL, THEIR MOUTHS
DON'T OPEN.
- SURE HIS MOUTH OPENS.
LOOK AT IT.
[bear whimpers]
- [growling softly]
- NOW, A BIG DANGER
OF FEEDING BEARS
IS ACCIDENTALLY TEASING ONE,
LIKE THIS.
- SORRY, THAT'S ALL THERE IS,
OLD GIRL.
THERE ISN'T ANY MORE.
HONEY, THESE BEARS
ARE ALMOST TAME.
THEY'D MAKE PRETTY GOOD PETS.
- [growls]
- JACK, LOOK OUT!
- [growls]
[cloth tearing]
- STOP IT! STOP!
STOP!
GET AWAY FROM ME!
STOP! STOP!
- QUICK, JACK!
DEAR, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
- I'M OKAY,
BUT LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
- ABOUT A HALF A MILE
FURTHER ALONG,
THE FAMILY PULLED
INTO A PUBLIC CAMPGROUND.
THERE ARE ABOUT 70 OF THEM
IN THE PARK,
WITH OVER 2,200 CAMPING SITES.
NOW, PROBABLY
A HALF MILLION PEOPLE
USE THESE PLACES
DURING A SEASON,
BUT NOT MANY FAMILIES DRIVE IN
WITH A GRUB BOX
FULL OF BEAR CUBS.
BUT JUST THIS ONE CARLOAD
WAS ENOUGH,
CONSIDERING THE WAY
EVERYTHING TURNED OUT.
- OH, I HOPE
WE CAN FIND A CAMPSITE.
THE KIDS ARE TIRED,
AND I'M WORN OUT.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
- TO GET THE BUCKET.
IT SHOULD BE IN
HERE SOMEWHERE.
- WELL, IT WAS SITTING
RIGHT THERE.
THERE IT IS.
- HERE, GET SOME WATER
FOR THE COFFEE WHILE I SEE
THE RANGER, WILL YOU?
- OKAY.
COME ON, KIDS.
COME ON.
- NO ONE EVEN KNEW THERE WERE
BEAR CUBS IN THE CAMPGROUND.
MOST OF THE CAMPERS
WERE LISTENING TO A RANGER
WHO WAS GIVING
A TALK ON WILDLIFE
AND POINTS OF INTERESIN THE PARK.
THEN TUBBY SPOTTED
ANOTHER YOUNGSTER
THAT, LIKE HIMSELF,
DIDN'T SEEM TO BE GETTING
TOO MUCH ATTENTION.
- [suckling]
- WELL, EVERYTHING
WENT ACCORDING TO FORMULA.
TUBBY HAD IT,
SO TUFFY WANTED IT.
- [whimpers]
[both growling loudly]
- [suckling]
- AS USUAL, TUFFY WON OUT.
TUBBY TOOK OFF
TO TATTLE-TALE TO MOM.
TUFFY FIGURED MAYBE HE'D
BETTER REPORT TO MOTHER TOO.
TROUBLE WAS THEY WERE HEADED
IN THE WRONG DIRECTION.
NOKOMIS HAD FOLLOWED THE ROAD
AND SKIRTED
AROUND THE CAMPGROUND.
THERE, SHE'D PICKED UP
THE SCENT OF HER CUBS,
AND IT LED HER TO THE TRAILER.
HER YOUNG
WERE IN THERE SOMEWHERE.
SHE WAS CERTAIN OF THAT.
AND SHE WAS GOING TO GETHEM OUT, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER.
[clattering]
WHILE THINGS
WERE FALLING APAROVER AT THE TRAILER,
THE FATHER WAS TALKING
TO JOE, THE RANGER,
ABOUT A CAMPSITE
FOR THE NIGHT.
IN THE MEANTIME, ON THE OTHER
SIDE OF THE CAMPGROUND,
TUBBY AND TUFFY
MOVED INTO NEW TERRITORY.
- [happily whistling
Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah]
- WHEN THEY
COULDN'T FIND NOKOMIS,
THEY DECIDED
TO KEEP POKING AROUND
ON THEIR OWN FOR A WHILE.
THAT COULD LEAD TO TROUBLE...
AND IT DID.
[loud clattering]
- WHAT THE...?
HEY, WAIT!
WAIT!
COME BACK! MY TRAILER!
WAIT, STOP!
HOLD IT!
STOP!
HOLD IT!
COME BACK!
STOP!
LOOK OUT BELOW!
- WHAT?
NO! NO, NO, STOP!
HELP!
BACK! GO BACK!
OH, AH!
OH, JEEZ!
AAH!
- [panting]
- IT'S ALL RIGHT.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
- OH, MY NICE CAMP.
OH.
- ALL RIGHT.
- IT'S THINGS LIKE THIS
THAT MAKE PEOPLE SAY,
"THE BEST PART OF A VACATION
IS GETTING BACK HOME."
ABOUT THIS TIME,
JOE, THE RANGER,
WAS DRIVING BACK
WITH THE FATHER
TO HELP HIM FIND A CAMPSITE.
JOE WAS AN OLD-TIMER
IN YELLOWSTONE PARK.
AND AS SOON
AS HE SAW THE CROWD,
HE HAD A PRETTY GOOD IDEA
WHAT WAS CAUSING IT.
- HOLY SMOKE, MY TRAILER.
- YEAH, LOOKS LIKE YOU GOT A
LITTLE BEAR
TROUBLE OVER THERE.
- IT'S TEARING THINGS UP.
GET IT OUT OF HERE.
- COME ON.
- KIDS ALL RIGHT, HONEY?
- YES, THEY'RE FINE.
BUT WHEN WE GOT BACK,
WE WERE WORRIED.
- GEE, WHAT A MESS.
- IT SURE IS.
- ALL RIGHT, COME ON, KIDS.
- STAND BACK, FOLKS.
- NOW, WHAT'S A MATTER
WITH YOU, OLD GIRL?
WE NEVER HAD TROUBLE
WITH YOU BEFORE.
COME ON.
- [growls loudly]
- COME ON, NOKOMIS, GET OUT.
- [growling]
- COME ON,
GET DOWN OUT OF THERE.
LET'S GO.
MOVE.
- [growling]
- NOW, GET DOWN
OUT OF THERE, GIRL.
- COME ON.
- JUST ABOUT EVERY RANGER
IN THE PARK KNEW NOKOMIS.
SHE WAS ALWAYS WELL-BEHAVED.
BUT NOW THE FATHER SAID
THIS WAS THE SAME BEAR
THAT ATTACKED HIM
JUST DOWN THE ROAD.
- ARE YOU SURE?
- WELL, I-I THINK SO.
LOOK, IT TORE MY JACKET.
- IT WAS PLAIN
HE'D BEEN WORKED OVER
BY A BEAR.
AND CONSIDERING THE WAY
NOKOMIS WAS ACTING NOW,
THERE WASN'T MUCH DOUBSHE'D DONE IT.
AND THAT MEANJOE HAD TO DO SOMETHING
HE DIDN'T LIKE VERY MUCH.
[indistinct chatter]
- KB447, CALLING 447.
THIS IS 319.
I NEED THE TRAP WAGON
RIGHT AWAY
AT OLD FAITHFUL CAMPGROUND.
- THE FATHER
HADN'T MENTIONED SEEING CUBS,
AND JOE NEVER FIGURED
AN OLD BEAR LIKE NOKOMIS
WOULD HAVE ANY LITTLE ONES.
THE WAY IT WAS,
THERE WAS ONLY
ONE THING TO DO.
- WELL, WHAT ARE
YOU GONNA DO--
KILL HER?
- OH, NO.
JUST GONNA PUT HER
TO SLEEP FOR A WHILE.
- THE PARK RANGERS ALWAYS
TRY TO PRESERVE THE WILDLIFE,
AS WELL AS PROTECT THE PUBLIC.
HERE'S A COLLECTION OF DRUGS
THAT HELPS THEM TO DO BOTH.
WHEN BAD ANIMALS ARE TOO BIG
AND DANGEROUS TO HANDLE AWAKE,
THE RANGERS GIVE THEM A
SLEEPING DRUG
CALLED SUCOSTRIN.
IT'S HARMLESS BUT POWERFUL.
IT'S MARKED YELLOW
FOR CAUTION.
RED MEANS NICOTINE--
A DEADLY INJECTION
FOR EMERGENCY USE ONLY.
FOR THEIR OWN PROTECTION,
THE RANGERS ADMINISTER
THESE DRUGS FROM LONG RANGE
WITH A COMPRESSED-AIR RIFLE
POWERED WITH CARBON DIOXIDE.
- [growls]
- COME ON, COME ON, LET'S GO.
MOVE, MOVE!
- [growling]
- NOW, STAND BACK,
FOLKS, PLEASE.
[gun fires]
- SUCOSTRIN TAKES EFFECIN ANYWHERE FROM 20 SECONDS
TO 3 MINUTES.
NOKOMIS WOULDN'T GO VERY FAR.
- CHARLIE!
PULL AROUND THE CAMPGROUND.
SHE RAN INTO THE MEADOW.
- BACK UP A LITTLE MORE...
A LITTLE MORE.
OKAY, HOLD IT.
HEY, HAL, IT'S OLD NOKOMIS.
- HUH, WONDER WHAT GOINTO HER.
- THE TRAP WAGON
IS A SPECIALLY DESIGNED CAGE
FOR TRANSPORTING
TROUBLESOME ANIMALS.
AND NOKOMIS
HAD BECOME A TROUBLEMAKER.
NOW NOKOMIS WOULD BE TAKEN
INTO THE HIGH COUNTRY.
AND UP HERE,
FAR FROM THE TOURIST CENTERS,
SHE WOULD BE RELEASED.
BUT THERE'S ONE THING
THAT MUST BE DONE
BEFORE RELEASING
A BANISHED BEAR.
- [growls softly]
- SORRY, OLD GAL.
I SURE HATE TO DO THIS
TO A FRIEND.
- REMOVING ANY
DANGEROUS ANIMAL
FROM ONE PUBLIC PLACE
DOESN'T MEAN THAT ICAN'T WANDER
BACK INTO ANOTHER,
SO THE PARK RANGERS
HAVE DEVELOPED A SYSTEM
OF IDENTIFICATION.
THE FIRST OFFENDER IS MARKED
WITH A SWATCH OF YELLOW PAINT.
ANOTHER OFFENSE ANYWHERE,
AND THE ANIMAL IS DESTROYED.
- [growling]
- SURE HOPE
SHE DOESN'T COME BACK.
- AND NOW OLD NOKOMIS WORE
THE MARK OF A FIRST OFFENDER.
THE RANGERS MAY HAVE THOUGHIT WAS THE END
OF THE TRAIL FOR NOKOMIS.
BUT FOR THE MOTHER BEAR,
IT WAS JUST THE BEGINNING.
OUTLAW OR NOT,
SHE WAS ALREADY ON HER WAY
BACK TO FIND HER CUBS.
THAT NIGHT, TUFFY AND TUBBY
WERE ABOUT AS LONESOME
AS TWO CUBS CAN GET.
THEY JUST COULDN'T UNDERSTAND
WHY MOM WASN'T HERE.
NOKOMIS HADN'T EVEN STOPPED
FOR SLEEP.
AND BY DAWN, SHE
WAS APPROACHING
THE GEYSER FIELDS
ALONG THE FIREHOLE RIVER.
TUFFY AND TUBBY
WERE UP AND ABOUT EARLY.
AND BY MEREST CHANCE,
THEY WANDERED
INTO THIS SAME TERRITORY.
HERE IN THE SPACE
OF A FEW ACRES
ARE CONCENTRATED
A WIDE ASSORTMENOF BUBBLING MUDPOTS
AND STEAMING GEYSERS.
IT LOOKED LIKE
A PROMISING PLAYGROUND.
THEY'D LOOK FOR MOTHER LATER.
TUFFY SPOTTED A GEYSER
ABOUT HIS OWN SIZE.
HE JUST HAD TO FIND OUWHAT MADE IT WORK.
[gurgling]
MEANTIME, TUBBY STUMBLED
ONTO A FIELD OF MUDPOTS.
THEY'RE SOMETHING
LIKE GEYSERS,
ONLY GOOIER.
[bubbling]
WELL, MAYBE
THIS PINK ICE-CREAM SUNDAE
HAS SOMETHING TO OFFER.
[bubbles popping rapidly]
LIKE THE BIG BEAR SAID,
"THIS PORRIDGE
IS A LITTLE TOO HOT."
THE CUBS HAD ALMOST FORGOTTEN
THAT THEY WERE MOTHERLESS,
BUT THEY WERE PLENTY LONG
ON CURIOSITY,
AND THERE WAS A LOT OF COUNTRY
LEFT TO BE EXPLORED.
AT THIS SAME MOMENT,
NOKOMIS ENTERED
THE GEYSER BASIN
FROM THE OPPOSITE SIDE.
SHE HAD CROSSED THE TRAIL
OF THE CUBS
AND FOLLOWED IT HERE.
BUT IN THE MINERAL STEAM
OF THE GEYSERS,
SHE LOST THEIR SCENT.
IT'D BE MANY DAYS
BEFORE SHE FOUND IT AGAIN.
THE DAYS PASSED,
AND THE CUBS COVERED
A LOT OF GROUND.
OF COURSE, THEY WERE LONESOME
NOW AND THEN,
BUT AS LONG AS THERE WAS FOOD,
THEY WERE GENERALLY HAPPY.
THEY NEVER WENT HUNGRY,
SINCE THEY'D EAT ANYTHING
AND LIKED EVERYTHING.
BESIDES, THERE
WERE ALWAYS TOURISTS.
IN TIME, THEY
CAME TO ASSOCIATE
PEOPLE WITH FOOD.
THEN, AS FAR
AS THEY WERE CONCERNED,
ANYTHING PEOPLE HAD WAS FOOD.
PRETTY SOON,
THEY WERE DINING ON THINGS
LIKE SOAP-SUD SOUFFLE,
AND MOVIE FILM SPAGHETTI.
EACH DAY BROUGHT THE CUBS
A NEW ADVENTURE
OF ONE SORT OR ANOTHER,
MOSTLY CAUSED
BY THE TWO THINGS
THEY HAD THE MOST OF--
APPETITE AND CURIOSITY.
[engine revving]
[engine rumbling]
- WHAT'S THE MATTER, DEAR?
NO LUCK?
- [laughing]
PLENTY OF LUCK.
SEE?
I RAN OUT OF TACKLE.
HAD TO COME BACK
FOR SOME MORE.
- THE CUBS FELTHEY WERE WELCOME EVERYWHERE.
AND THEY MEANT TO JOIN
THE FOLKS AT THE TABLE.
BUT TUBBY'S SENSITIVE NOSE
PICKED UP
THE TANTALIZING ODOR OF FISH.
THEY NEVER HESITATED
TO HELP THEMSELVES
TO ANYTHING,
ANYTIME.
AND WITH THE PROSPECOF FRESH TROUT FOR BREAKFAST,
IT WAS GANGWAY FOR THE GALLEY.
[engine turning]
[engine rumbling]
- HEY!
WHAT'S GOING ON?
STOP!
COME BACK HERE!
STOP!
HEY.
OH, OH, OH.
OH!
- THIS FISHERMAN
WILL HAVE QUITE A TALE
TO TELL ABOUT THE BOATHAT GOT AWAY.
AND HE JUST FILLED IWITH GAS TOO.
OF COURSE, THE ONLY REASON
FOR BEING HERE WAS FOOD,
AND WHEN TUFFY
GOT AWAY WITH THAT,
THERE WAS ONLY ONE THING
FOR TUBBY TO DO--
SETTLE FOR SIGHTSEEING.
THE COURSE THEY WERE ON
WAS JUST ABOUT PERFECFOR LOOKING AROUND.
[engine rumbling]
WELL, A FEW
SHAKEDOWN MANEUVERS
STRAIGHTEN THINGS OUT.
THEN TUBBY FIGURED
HE MIGHT AS WELL
WASH HIS PAWS,
AS LONG AS HE WAS
OUT HERE, ANYWAY.
THEN TUFFY FINISHED EATING
AND WANTED A DRINK.
BUT HE WAS
A LITTLE SHORT ON SCOOP.
NO DAMAGE UP HERE.
- [growls]
- SOME PLEASURE BOATERS JUSHAVE NO REGARD FOR FISHERMEN.
TUFFY DECIDED
THE MAN LOOKED FRIENDLY.
- [growling]
- AVAST, PORT YOUR HELM.
AND COME ABOUT.
- AAH!
- MUST'VE CUTHAT A LITTLE TOO FINE.
COME ABOUT AGAIN,
ME HEARTIES.
- AAH!
- WHILE TUFFY WAS FLOUNDERING
AROUND IN THE WAKE,
TUBBY WENT IN AND FINALLY
ESTABLISHED A BEACHHEAD.
- [yelps]
- SO AN ADVENTURE THAT STARTED
ON ONE SIDE OF THE LAKE
ENDED UP ON THE
OPPOSITE SHORE.
AND IN TERRITORY
THEY HAD JUST LEFT,
A FOOTSORE, OLD NOKOMIS
STILL CARRIED ON THE SEARCH
FOR HER CUBS,
ALWAYS A DAY OR SO
BEHIND THEM.
ONE CUB WAS NEVER FAR AWAY
FROM THE OTHER.
AND AS THE SUMMER PASSED,
THEY RANGED THE REACHES
OF THE PARK TOGETHER.
THEY HAD LITTLE TIME
FOR LONELINESS.
[soft music]
THROUGH THE SUMMER
LONG AND LAZY SUMMER
GOT NO WORRIES
NO, NOT A SINGLE CARE
MISCHIEF MAKERS
PAIR OF HANDOUT TAKERS
EASY LIVIN'
COMES EASY TO A BEAR
EASY LIVIN'
COMES EASY TO A BEAR
WHEN AUTUMN
COMES TO YELLOWSTONE,
AROUND THE LODGES
ONLY THE WILDLIFE
AND A FEW
SCATTERED TOURISTS REMAIN.
IT WAS ON A BRISK FALL DAY
THAT TUFFY AND TUBBY
ARRIVED AAN OLD STAMPING GROUNDS
AND HEADED FOR A PLACE
WHERE THE SUMMER HANDOUTS
HAD ALWAYS BEEN GOOD.
THE CUBS HAD GROWN
TO AROUND 50 POUNDS EACH
DURING THE SUMMER.
RIGHT NOW THAT TOTALED
ABOUT 100 POUNDS
OF CONCENTRATED HUNGER.
PICKINGS WERE LEAN
IN THE PARKING LOT.
SO ONCE AGAIN, TUBBY JUSLET HIMSELF BE
LED BY THE NOSE,
AND THAT TOOK HIM RIGHTO THE DOOR
OF THE OLD FAITHFUL INN.
TUBBY HAD NEVER BEEN INSIDE,
OF COURSE,
BUT HE WAS WILLING
TO TRY IT ANYWAY.
NOBODY SEEMED TO MIND.
AS USUAL, TUFFY WAS CONTENTO PLAY FOLLOW THE LEADER.
HE KNEW HIS BROTHER'S NOSE
WAS ALWAYS TUNED IN ON FOOD.
OF COURSE, ONCE IN A WHILE,
EVEN TUBBY TOOK A WRONG TURN.
- COME ON BACK AND PLAY
WITH YOU CAR, PAUL.
- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR.
- OH, COME ON,
THERE'S NOT ANY BEARS.
- I WANT TO SEE THE BEAR.
- THERE'S NOT A
BEAR OVER THERE.
COME ON OVER HERE
AND SIT DOWN.
- I WANT TO PLAY WITH THEM.
- OH, THERE ARE NOT ANY BEARS.
COME ON.
- I WANT TO PLAY--
- PAUL, COME OVER HERE
AND SIT DOWN.
COME ON.
NO, COME OVER HERE
AND SIT DOWN.
COME ON OVER HERE.
- [cries]
- TUBBY REALLY
CAME THROUGH THIS TIME.
HERE WAS A BEAR'S
FONDEST DREAM
COME TRUE...
FOOD, A WHOLE KITCHEN FULL.
[both growling]
OF COURSE,
TUBBY GOT RIGHDOWN TO EATING,
BUT TUFFY
HAD A MECHANICAL BENT.
HE JUST HAD TO PLAY AROUND
WITH THE STICK SHIFON THAT SPORT MODEL
POTATO MASHER.
- [whining]
- NO USE GETTING
YOUR NOSE OUT OF JOINT,
ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S GOT SO
MANY OTHER THINGS TO GET INTO.
MUST BE SOMETHING BETTER THAN
JUST STRAIGHFLOUR AROUND HERE.
WELL, WHAT DO YOU KNOW?
DOUGH.
BY NOW, TUFFY HAD WORKED UP
AN APPETITE.
HE WAS READY TO DO
A LITTLE PIE PANHANDLING.
WELL, THE CRUSWAS PRETTY GOOD,
BUT THE FILLING WAS A FLOP.
NOW, YOU JUSCAN'T HARDLY FIND HOT DOGS
ONCE THE TOURIST SEASON ENDS.
NO USE LETTING
THIS BATCH GO TO WASTE.
OF COURSE, A LITTLE KETCHUP
ALWAYS GOES GOOD,
IF YOU CAN GET IT OUOF MOTHER NATURE'S CONTAINER.
HMM, SOMEBODY
SHOULD'VE BUILT THIS STUFF
A LITTLE CLOSER
TO TUBBY'S TONGUE.
[clattering]
IT WAS NOW JUSA SHORT DISTANCE AWAY
THAT NOKOMIS WAS CLOSING IN
ON A TRAIL
THAT GREW MORE PROMISING
EVERY SECOND.
AND THE CUBS
WEREN'T ABOUT TO LEAVE.
IF THEY HAD THEIR WAY, THEY'D
STAY ON HERE
FOR QUITE A SPELL.
- [growling]
[clattering]
[whines]
- AS USUAL, IF TUBBY HAD IT,
TUFFY WANTED IT.
AND THIS TIME,
TUBBY STARTED
GIVING IT TO HIM.
[loud hissing]
- [growling]
[growls]
- TUFFY WAS ALREADY
PRETTY WELL A LA MODE.
BUT TUBBY HAD FOUND A TOPPER
FOR HIS BROTHER'S COMEUPPANCE.
- [growls]
- THE WARM SCENT OF HER CUBS
HUNG CLOSE AROUND NOKOMIS NOW,
AND SHE SENSED
THEY WERE JUST INSIDE.
WHEN THE CUBS DISCOVERED
THE PASTRY COUNTER,
THEY REALLY MOVED IN
ON THE DESSERT COURSE.
TUBBY MANAGED
TO JUST ABOUCORNER THE MARKET.
THERE WAS BARELY ENOUGH HERE
FOR HIMSELF
AND NOTHING AT ALL FOR
A HEAVY EATER
LIKE HIS BROTHER.
- [growling]
- WELL, TUFFY HAD TO DROWN
HIS SORROW IN TOMATO JUICE.
AND WHILE TUBBY DINED ON CAKE,
TUFFY JUST KEPT LAPPING IT UP.
FINALLY,
EVEN TUBBY SLOWED DOWN.
HE'D HAD A LITTLE TROUBLE
WITH THOSE LAST FIVE
OR SIX CAKES.
WHEW.
- [growls softly]
- BY NOW, THE CUBS
HAD THEIR EATING
HABITS SO BAD,
IF THERE WAS ONE SCRAP OF FOOD
STILL LEFT,
THEY WERE GONNA FIND IT,
EVEN IF IT MEANTAKING THE WHOLE PLACE APART.
[clattering, dishes breaking]
NOKOMIS WAS ALREADY BRANDED
AS A FIRST OFFENDER.
EVEN IN COMING HERE, SHE HAD
COMMITTED HER SECOND OFFENSE.
- [growls softly]
- OF COURSE, THE MANAGER KNEW
THE MEANING OF
THE YELLOW MARK--
A DANGEROUS BEAR.
HE CALLED THE PARK SERVICE
FOR HELP IN A HURRY.
- HELLO, HELLO
I GOT A BAD BEAR
AT THE OLD FAITHFUL INN.
RIGHT IN THE LOBBY!
HURRY!
- ONCE AGAIN,
MAN TRIED TO DRIVE NOKOMIS
FROM THE SEARCH
SHE WOULDN'T GIVE UP.
- [growls]
- GO ON, BEAR,
GET OUT OF HERE!
GO ON, NOW.
COME ON!
GET OUT OF HERE, NOW.
GO ON.
- [growling]
- JOE, THE RANGER,
WAS EXPLAINING THE WORKINGS
OF A GEYSER
TO SOME LATE-SEASON TOURISTS
WHEN THE CALL CAME
FROM THE PARK HEADQUARTERS.
- CAR 319, 319.
- 319.
COME IN 447.
- EMERGENCY, JOE--
BAD BEAR
INSIDE OLD FAITHFUL INN.
- I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.
[siren wailing]
- HURRY, WILL YOU?
HE'S A MEAN ONE.
HE'S TEARING THE PLACE APART.
[sirens wailing]
- FOR JOE,
THERE WAS NO CHOICE.
HE HAD TO USE A RED CAPSULE
ON A TWO-TIME OFFENDER.
[clicking]
YET NOKOMIS WAS
GUILTY OF ONLY ONE THING--
DEVOTION TO HER YOUNG.
- THERE SHE GOES!
- NOKOMIS--
FOR JOE, THIS WASN'T EASY.
- [growls softly]
- GO AHEAD, JOE.
YOU GOT TO DO IT.
- HOLY MACKEREL.
LOOK AT THIS.
- [whimpering]
- AT FIRST, THEY SEEMED TO BE
JUST A COUPLE OF STRAY CUBS.
THEN IT BECAME CLEAR THATHIS WAS A VERY HAPPY REUNION.
THESE WERE HER CUBS,
LOST ALL SUMMER LONG.
NO WONDER THE OLD GIRL
HAD BEEN ON A RAMPAGE.
- I THINK WE OUGHT TO GIVE
OLD NOKOMIS ANOTHER CHANCE.
COME ON, OLD GAL.
GET YOUR KIDS
AND GET OUTDOORS.
- NOKOMIS HAD ALWAYS BEEN
A GOOD BEAR.
CHANCES WERE
SHE WAS STILL A GOOD BEAR.
ANYWAY, SHE WAS
AN AWFUL GOOD MOTHER BEAR.
NOKOMIS WOULD BE GIVEN
A WIDE BERTH FOR A WHILE
BECAUSE OF HER YELLOW MARK
OF DISHONOR.
BUT WITH
THE PASSING OF WINTER,
THAT WOULD BE GONE.
NOW NOKOMIS HAD NO QUARREL
WITH ANYBODY OR ANYTHING.
SHE WAS REUNITED
WITH HER CUBS.
FOR NOKOMIS,
THE LONG AND LONESOME SEARCH
HAD COME TO AN END
AND SO HAD A SUMMER FULL
OF ADVENTURE
FOR TUFFY AND TUBBY.
BUT AT LAST, EVERYTHING WAS
AS IT SHOULD BE.
IN THE MATTER OF BEARS,
NOKOMIS AND HER FAMILY
WOULD SPEND
OTHER SEASONS TOGETHER.
AND AS LONG AS THIS
ONE OLD MOTHER BEAR LIVED,
THERE WOULD ALWAYS BE
TWO OLD FAITHFULS
IN YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK.
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