The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (1988) s02e10 Episode Script

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Gotta get up,
I gotta get goin' ♪
I'm gonna see
a friend of mine ♪
He's round and he's fuzzy ♪
I love him because
he's just Pooh Bear ♪
Winnie the Pooh Bear ♪
Lookin' for fun,
chasin' some honeybees ♪
Pooh Bear,
I know he's out there ♪
Rumbly, tumbly ♪
Climbin' a honey tree ♪
Fun never ends for us,
we're so adventurous ♪
At least every now
and again ♪
And when we're alone
and there's nobody home ♪
It's nice to be able
to count on a friend ♪
Like Pooh Bear,
Winnie the Pooh Bear ♪
Wherever you go ♪
Oh, won't you
take me, please? ♪
Pooh Bear,
I got to be there ♪
It's me and it's you ♪
My silly old
Winnie the Pooh ♪
Tigger, that's too much corn.
And you're holding it
too close to the heat.
Relax, bunny boy.
Popping corn is one of
the things tiggers do best.
I knew you put too much
corn in that popper.
Oh, fiddlesticks.
You just grew too much
pop in your corn.
I say we toast marshmallows.
They're less noisy,
and I'm full
of that fluffy stuff.
In that case,
how about some honey?
It's very unnoisy, too.
Oh, bother.
It's all so very unfull.
Have you ever heard
of a honey-moon, Piglet?
It does sound familiar, Pooh.
B-But tell me the story anyway.
Yeah, a ghost story
loaded with spookables.
Yipe!
G-G-Ghost story?
This spooky spine tingler
is about the grab-me gotcha,
a shadowy shiftaroo
who loves to grab
any shivering stranger
in his creepy-clawed crushes
right before he goes
gotcha!
Oh, well.
I guess that's why he's
called a grab-me gotcha
instead of a please excuse me.
Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
Pleasant dreams.
TTFN.
Hmm. You didn't frighten me.
I know there's no such thing
as a grab-me gotcha.
Aah! It's in my sleeping bag!
Have you noticed how
dark and spooky it is out here
all of a sudden?
Uh, take it from me, Piglet,
there is no
grab-me gotcha monster.
Now go along to bed.
Excuse me, Piglet,
but that's not your
sleeping bag.
Is it?
Heh. Someone should stay up
and protect the corn
from grab-me gotchas,
don't you think?
That's very kind of you, Piglet.
While you look after the corn,
would you mind if I
looked after you?
Not at all, Pooh.
You know, moon,
you look as if you would fit
right here in my honey pot.
Do you think
the moon has honey
on it, Piglet?
All I know, Pooh,
is that it seems an awfully
long way from home.
Yes. It's so very high.
I'd have to stay up for
a long time to get there.
And I'm too sleepy
to stay up any longer.
Night, Pooh.
Good night, Piglet.
What's that, Pooh?
- Yaah!
- Yipe!
What is all this?
Keep your lip buttoned, buster.
The grab-me gotcha got
Piglet and old Pooh boy.
That's the most
ridiculous thing I've
Shh!
Shh!
If we're going to save
fluff boy and Piglet
from the spookable,
we have to be quiet
so he doesn't grab us, too.
But I tell you there's no
Shh!
I have a feeling
this is going to be
a long night.
Where are we, Pooh?
Oh, my. Why, we've been
popped to the moon.
The honey-moon!
I wish I'd brought a larger pot
for all the moon honey
I'm going to take back.
Uh, Pooh, the moon always
fades away at dawn.
I think something faded away
would be awfully difficult
to stand on. Don't you?
That's a good question, Piglet.
Then we'd better hurry and
find some of that moon honey.
I'll betcha my stripes
I can spot Pooh and Piglet
from the tippy-top of this tree.
I wish Tigger
would wipe his feet
before he bounces.
And what do you think
you're doing?
Mm, you just gave me an idea.
We should camouflage ourselves
so the monster can't find us.
Hmm. I can't see hide
nor seek of them.
Say, what if old scary-face
sees me first?
Well, you can't scare
what you can't find.
He won't find a tigger
for the trees.
Hoo hoo hoo hoo!
Aah!
Yuck! Them grab-me gotchas
out-uglied me by a mile.
A giant moon bee!
Oh, d-d-dear.
I don't care what you say.
There are no grab-me gotchas.
But But you saw him
with your own eyes.
We got to get out
of here, by dinghy.
There's nothing that's going to
make me budge from this spot
until morning.
Grab-me gotchas, indeed.
Gopher, don't
The moon must be
a very scary place
for someone to be scared of me.
What now, Pooh?
I think, Piglet, from now on,
we're going to have
to be very, very
careful!
Oh, my. Where are we now?
We must be inside
a giant moon bee honeycomb.
And where there's honeycombs,
there's bound to be
moon honey.
I just hope there aren't
any more giant bees.
Well, how did I know
you was going to disguise
yourselves, too?
I told you there was no monster.
It was just us
scaring ourselves silly.
Oh, yeah? Then where
are Pooh and Piglet?
- Yoo-hoo!
- Yaah!
Moon honey!
Where are you?
Who goes there?
Listen, Piglet.
That must be the honey calling.
Who goes here?
Goodness gracious!
It's the grab-me gotcha!
Tell us where you are!
I'm very ready
for a large smackerel
of something.
It talks like Pooh.
Of course it sounds like Pooh.
You are what you grab, you know.
And now it wants us. Yaah!
Uh, perhaps we should
retreat and think this over.
Never mind the retreats!
Let's get out of here!
Yaah!
That honey doesn't sound
very friendly, Pooh.
I think you're right, Piglet.
It is time to go home.
But how do we go home before
the moon fades away, Pooh?
It seems to me
that, since we had to go
very up to get here,
we're going to have to go
very down to get home.
But we are down, Pooh.
But now down enough.
What we need is a falling start.
We simply have to go up.
Come along, Piglet.
We're going home.
Up? Down?
Oh, dear.
I will admit
there is something
strange going on,
but so far, the only monsters
I've seen are you two.
Just remember, long ears,
it's always darkest
before the lawn.
Besides, we've got
one thing on our side
that the other joker's missing.
What's that?
Me! And I got a foolproof plan
for saving our buddies.
With this sort of falling start,
we'll be down
and home in no time.
Oh, here comes the sun.
Get ready to fall.
That's an awfully tall down
for such a very small animal.
Hmm. Piglet, you're right.
And I, uh, wouldn't want
to fall without you.
Pooh, does the moon make
a sort of crinkly crackly
sound when it fades?
Why do you ask, Piglet?
Aah!
Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
We'll scare the pants off
the first grab-me gotcha
that walks in there.
For the last time,
you're not going
to catch anything
in that ridiculous trap
because there is no such thing
as a grab-me gotcha.
Yaah!
Help! Don't let it grab me!
I surrender!
Ha! Scaredy cat.
Oh, Pooh, it worked.
We're home.
Yes. And being home
from the moon
is just as sweet as the
honey we didn't get
almost.
What did you guys
do with the monster?
Why, we left them
all on the moon.
Say, what's all this moon talk?
Weren't you grabbed
by the grab-me gotcha?
Uh, no,
but we were chased by all
sorts of ugly moon creatures.
Yes. There was this
horrible little one
with great big teeth
and a great-big tall one
with feelers coming
out of his head
that looked like rabbit ears.
But the worst were
the giant bouncing bees
with stripes and
beady little eyes.
Oh, Tigger, I can't tell you
how glad I am to be home.
Bouncing beady-eyed bees?
Uh, nah. I couldn't be.
Oh, d-d-dear.
Gotcha. Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
Ah, do you know what happens
in just one more day, Pooh Bear?
Yes, Rabbit. I believe
tomorrow happens.
Or is it the day
after yesterday?
No. That's today.
I think.
No, Pooh Bear.
It's the most wonderful
day of the year.
The day I harvest my garden.
Ah, the flawless vegetables
at the peak of their tastiness.
Can you hear them?
The beautiful crops
calling out to be harvested.
I believe I hear my stomach
calling out for honey.
And that lovely day
is almost here.
Perhaps I might help you
harvest, Rabbit?
No, Pooh Bear.
I could never trust
anyone else with that.
Why, uh, I hardly trust myself.
And I could certainly
never trust it to those
crows!
Quickly, Pooh Bear!
My broom!
Trespassers!
I'll make feather
dusters of you all!
No, no! The broom!
If there's one thing
I hate more than a crow,
it's four crows!
Rabbit, I believe
I've found your
Oh, bother.
I must keep those beasts away
until after the harvest.
Your broom, Rabbit.
Thank you. And I can see
I'm going to need help.
The purpose of this drill
is to get you familiar with
the enemy we are facing:
The filthiest, trickiest,
most evil creature there is.
Oh, dear.
I give you the greatest threat
a gardener has ever faced:
The crow.
Hmm. That's funny.
When the light hits him
a certain way,
he kind of resembles Pooh boy.
Don't tell anyone, Tigger,
- but actually I'm me.
- Pooh Bear!
Oh, yes.
I forgot.
Ahem.
Caw.
Notice the beak:
Perfectly designed
for stealing my corn,
the claws for
clutching tomatoes.
Say, buddy boy, this will do
if there's just one crow,
but what if there's
a gazillion of them?
I'm glad you asked, Tigger,
because that's
when we'll bring in
reinforcements of our own.
The crows will see these,
think we've doubled our number,
and run for their lives.
Now, then, Pooh Bear will
try to steal vegetables,
and I'll show the proper
way to catch him.
Watch very closely
and do just as I do.
Caw. Bother.
Pooh Bear, will you come
back here so I can
Oh! Ow! Ooh!
Ow! Ooh!
Ow. Ooh.
Look, guys. No feet.
Crow! Follow that crow!
Tigger! You stay here
and guard the garden
with your life!
But, long ears,
since I'm a tigger,
and tiggers never get lost,
following crows
is what we do best.
Um, uh, Rabbit
You're right, Tigger.
Uh, Piglet, you stand guard.
Uh, but, Rabbit, I'm just
a very small animal,
and they're
such very large crows.
Rabbit, I'd be glad to
Uh, you have a point, Piglet.
I'll be glad to help, Rabbit.
I suppose there's no choice.
Just stand here, Pooh Bear,
and wait until help arrives.
After that crow!
Caw?
Ow!
Ow!
Oh!
We're either following
a crow or a leaky pillow.
Oh, I do hope Pooh is taking
good care of my garden.
Don't worry, Rabbit.
I'm sure everything
will be just fine.
I hope.
I wonder if that's the plants
calling out to be harvested.
Why, hello.
And who are you?
Don't tell me. Are you
tomatoes?
Uh, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah.
Uh-huh. Yeah.
But I never knew
tomatoes talked.
You're not crows, are you?
No, no, no, no, no.
Why, no.
You couldn't be crows
because crows look like me,
which you do not.
Ah. You must be the help
Rabbit said would arrive.
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh.
How do you do?
I'm Pooh.
Have you flown in
from the north?
Yeah.
But you couldn't be penguins.
You're a much warmer color,
I think.
Perhaps you're from the south?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah. Uh-huh. Yeah.
Keep your eyes peeled
for a bald bird.
Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
Oh, dear.
I wonder where we are.
Since you're the tigger
who never gets lost,
perhaps you could tell us
just where we are.
That's easy, bunny boy.
We're right here.
And where is right here?
Just a little northwest
of over there,
which isn't lost.
If we go much farther,
we won't be back
for harvest time.
Oh, I hope that bear hasn't let
anything happen to my garden.
Oh. Another guest.
Is this going to be
a feat for friends?
Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Perhaps I should get
Rabbit and the others.
But don't you want them to see
what a fine job we've
done with the harvest?
Ahh.
I wish my friends were here
to enjoy the party.
Why, I know a way
they can be here
in a way.
We've walked
a very great distance
and found very few crows.
And it was nothing
but a wild goose chase.
Wild geeses? I thought
we were looking for crows.
Surprise!
I wonder where they're off to
in such a hurry.
I suppose they must
be late for their trip south.
Oh, d-d-dear.
I think I hear something.
Well, whatever it is,
you can be sure it's not
Crows!
Ruined!
My beautiful garden!
A year's work gone, destroyed!
Why did I ever leave
that fumbling, bumbling
bear to guard it?
Uh, bad judgment?
Pooh Bear! I can't
believe that you
you you harvested my garden.
You did all this, buddy bear?
- By yourself?
- In such a short time?
Welcome to the Feast
For Friends feast.
Why, Pooh Bear, I
I don't know what to say.
You don't have to say
a thing, Rabbit.
I was glad to help.
Uh, but how, Pooh?
How did you possibly do it?
Well, it was very
simple, really.
I just took a carrot here,
a turnip there,
and
Pooh Bear,
Winnie the Pooh Bear ♪
Wherever you go ♪
Oh, won't you
take me, please? ♪
Pooh Bear,
I got to be there ♪
It's me and it's you ♪
My silly old
Winnie the Pooh ♪