The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (1988) s04e07 Episode Script

1
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 ♪
Bounce, 1, 2, 3.
Bounce, 4, 5, 6.
I can bounce over this.
I can bounce over that with
one leg tied behind my back.
I could do it blindfolded
with my ears in my mouth.
Oh, perhaps I should
bounce on my head,
where it's softer.
Aw, that's okay, Pooh boy,
You don't become a
skilled bouncer overnight.
Takes at least 12 hours.
Watch this.
I'm gonna double-triple bounce
over the highest tree
in the woods.
Oh, boy. Hoo hoo!
I've been waiting for this.
You need just the right light
to bounce a tree topper
like that one.
You got a good view, Pooh?
Yes, Tigger.
A very bright one.
1 for Tigger, 2 for the tree,
3 to do something, and
Hey! Who swiped the sun?
Could you bounce again?
I must have missed it
the first time.
You didn't miss
anything, Pooh boy.
I didn't bounce
on account of because
that puny little cloud
casting a gigantical shadow.
Shoo! Go away!
I'm bouncing here!
Get along, little cloudie.
Am-scray, oud-clay! Blow away!
And don't show your fluffy
face around here again!
Hoo! Guess I showed that
cloud a thing or three.
Hoo hoo!
I could have taken him.
Maybe it's best you didn't.
Let's go, Tigger.
Perhaps today's not
a good day for bouncing.
I think it's a good day
for running.
Nonsense, Pooh.
This day was made for bouncing.
Hey! Who turned out the sky?
Didn't I tell you to get lost?
The sky's not big enough
for both of us.
See?
It's a scaredy cloud. Hoo!
Don't cry, little cloud.
Tigger didn't mean it.
Hey, knock it off!
Don't you have a parade
you can go rain on?
Why am I the only one
getting drenched by this cloud?
Maybe it doesn't like wet bears.
Well, I don't like wet clouds.
Oh, my. Oh, my. And not
a cloud in the sky,
except the one
over Tigger's head.
Yeah.
This cloud's gotten
really attached to me.
Could you maybe please
do something, bunny boy?
Please?
Of course, Tigger.
What are friends for?
Just seems to be raining on you.
Yeah. All day, too.
I think it wants to be
a storm when it grows up.
Maybe I should just pose
in the middle of your garden
and be a fountain or something.
Why, that's it!
Tigger, stand over my tomatoes.
They're a little dry.
I feel like a walking
watering can.
And these seedlings
need watering.
And when you're done,
perhaps you can take a stroll
along my cabbage patch.
Glad this cloud's
making somebody happy.
Too bad it has to be Rabbit.
Well done, Tigger.
Come tomorrow. We'll
start on the back 40.
Rain, rain, go away.
And come again
on some other guy.
What a very big apple.
And since this isn't
an apple tree,
I bet it's a cleverly
disguised beehive.
Oh, bees, that's a very
nice apple you have,
and it's probably
just filled with honey.
How thoughtful. It's trying
to fall off the tree for me.
Shh! Pooh, it's me: Tigger.
I'm hiding from that cloud.
Uh, so I guess I'm not going
to get any honey out of you.
Sorry, Pooh.
Better keep moving.
Cloudy will get suspicious
if it sees you
talking to an apple.
If a certain cloud is listening,
I was just chatting with myself
and not an apple or a tigger.
Feels sort of like snow.
Tastes sort of like snow, too.
Snow!
I wonder oof
if he oof
suspects oof
that it's oof me.
One cloud-proofed house.
Ah.
Home, dry home.
Man the life boats!
We're going down!
When's this cloud cover
going to lift?
Oh, look. It's Tigger
with his cloud friend.
Hello, Tigger.
Nice day, isn't it?
Yeah. If you're a duckie.
I got to get my head
out of this cloud.
I've come up with a plan,
but I need your help.
I'm not so sure oof
about this, Pooh.
Oh, it isn't so bad, Piglet,
except for the bouncing part.
Uh, maybe tiggers just have
more spring in their springs.
Oh, d-d-dear.
It's an awfully fast cloud
coming awfully fast.
Ahem.
Hoo hoo hoo hoo!
Gotcha, you big dripper!
Tigger, now that you've got it,
where do you plan to take it?
Anywhere I'm not.
Yikes!
He'll never find us here.
Lucky guess.
What will we do now?
Roast marshmallows?
Head for the logs!
Uh, I think having three tiggers
made the cloud
three times as upset.
Right now, being a tigger
is three times as upsetting.
This cloud has
water on the brain.
It does seem to have
a mind of its own.
Uh, Tigger, have you ever
tried talking to it?
Buddy bear, it's a cloud.
But just in case
hoo hoo
what would you say
to a cloud, Pooh boy?
Well
I might apologize.
Apologize?
He started it
by blocking the sun
for no good reason.
But the cloud was just doing
what clouds do.
They seem to do
a lot of thundering
and lightning, too.
Maybe when you said those things
and threw that stone,
you hurt the cloud's feelings.
You mean all this rain
could be over a little
thing like that?
You never know what's
going to upset a cloud.
Oh, they are very sensitive.
You might have a point.
Out of the mouth of bears.
Hmm. Maybe it ran
out of water.
Um, excuse me,
little white fluffy cloud,
um, uh, could you,
um, maybe, uh,
stop raining?
Sorry. Didn't mean to shout.
It's just I have a couple
of things to say
about earlier today.
I didn't mean
to hurt your feelings,
but I was trying to jump
over this tree, see?
And you got in the way,
hey, and, well,
I'm sorry for calling you names
and throwing rocks.
And I promise never to insult
any cloud ever again.
Cross my stripes.
Does this mean you forgive me?
Ah.
Ooh. Hoo hoo.
It's softer than fluff.
I could get used to this.
Oh, you got a great
view from here.
Hey, my bouncing tree.
Thanks, cloud pal.
Told you I could
bounce that tree.
Hoo hoo hoo!
Weather permitting.
I'll look you up
the next time it's storming!
All in all, not a bad guy
for a cloud.
I guess he's got
other things to do,
other people to rain on.
And you've got other
trees to bounce.
Right, buddy bear.
And from the cloud
I saw this really,
really tall one.
Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
There. Now how about
a nice drink of water?
What? Still thirsty?
Huh, By all means
have some more.
Nothing's too good
for my precious rutabaga-potato.
Is the sun too bright for you?
Perhaps it's too stuffy?
Would you like
something to read?
Is that better?
Ah. You are, without a doubt,
the most wonderful plant
I've ever grown.
But don't tell the carrots
I said that.
What Oh, my.
My garden! Stop, I say!
Cease! Go back! Wrong way!
My putabaga-rotato!
My ruta-potaga-batato!
My My My goodness!
No!
Say!
That's one doozy of a roadblock.
Gopher,
you very nearly destroyed
my rutabaga-potato.
Never mind that thingie.
I got some spectacular
news, sonny.
It's a letter from my grandpappy
saying he's coming for a visit.
You have no idea how delicate,
how terribly fragile
this plant it.
The poor thing is
probably a nervous wreck.
By dinghy,
my grandpappy Gopher
is the gopher
to end all gophers.
Why, it only blooms once
every five and a half years,
and then only if the second
Tuesday falls on the 15th.
He's got the greatest
architectural
and structural mind of all time.
If anything would happen to
my beloved rutabaga-potato
Gopher, did you say
you had a grandfather?
Uh, sure did.
And he's coming to visit?
Yep. He's gonna build
the first underground city
ever built above ground.
And he's going to
build it right here.
Mm, he'll be a shoo-in
to win the Pewter Pickax
Award this
year!
Hmm. Got to get
that step fixed
before Grandpappy gets here.
Oh, my. Gopher
has a grandfather.
Why, one gopher is bad enough.
Two would be nothing
short of disaster.
I have to warn
the others immediately.
We must do something
to stop Gopher's grandfather
from destroying
our very way of life,
not to mention
my rutabaga-potato.
Any questions?
Oh, perhaps we
should have a party
to welcome Grandfather Gopher.
Oh, that's a very nice
idea, Pooh Bear.
It's twice as nice as nice.
It's incredibibble.
It's unbelievabibble.
Why, it's downright unnecessary.
Don't you understand?
If a son takes after his father
and fathers after their fathers,
it goes without saying
that Gopher must
take after his father
who takes after his father!
We must keep Gopher's
grandfather so busy
he won't have time
to destroy anything.
Pooh Bear, you shall
be in charge
of keeping him busy
doing nothing.
Yeah, Pooh boy.
Nobody does nothing
like you do nothing,
and that's saying something.
Why, thank you.
It's nice to know
I'm good at something,
even if it is nothing.
Yep, yep, yep.
Won't be long now.
His letter said he'd be here
at half past some time
in the afternoon,
uh, precisely.
One for you. One for you.
Three more seconds!
2, 1!
Let's hear it for the most
stupendous master builder
of all time!
Hip hip hooray!
Uh, just a moment,
if you please.
We're waiting for Gopher's
grandfather to arrive.
Oh. You would not happen
to be that gopher,
would you?
Yep.
Well, then we're
waiting for you.
It's very exciting, isn't it?
You should be here
any moment now.
What in tarnation
could be keeping
Grandpappy!
Is it really you?
Yep.
Uh, did you have trouble
finding the place?
Nope.
Yes, sir!
That's my grandpappy!
He's a gopher of few words.
Sounds like a gopher
of two words.
Well, let's roll out
those blueprints
and start building right away.
Grandpappy, this is your year
to win the Pewter Pickax Award.
Building? Right away?
Oh, no!
Gopher,
Grandpappy must be very tired
from his long journey.
I'm sure he needs to
relax.
Yep.
But, uh, Grandpappy,
what about the, uh,
Pewter Pickax?
Can you think of any
better way to spend a day
than doing nothing?
And doing it so very well.
Nope.
Well, that's enough
rest and relaxation,
eh, Grandpappy?
Time to start building.
Right?
Hey, Grandpapa!
Want to go picanicking
with me? Mm?
Mm! He doesn't want to go
on some silly picnic,
do you, Grandpappy?
Yep.
TTFN. Ta-ta for now.
Say,
whose grandpappy is he anyways?
If I ate another bite,
I'd bust a stripe.
Would you care for another
small smackerel,
Grandpappy Gopher?
Nope.
Yipes!
Ready to construct
something, Grandpappy?
Gopher, where are
your mannerisms?
We haven't had dessert yet.
Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
How's that? Comfortable?
Yep.
Anything to keep my
rutabaga-potato safe
eh, uh, I mean, uh,
anything to make you happy.
That's enough!
I'm sick and tired of you guys
hogging my grandpappy.
Tomorrow me and him are
gonna start building.
Nope.
Did you say nope?
Yep.
But, Grandpappy!
- Shh!
- Shh!
I can't believe it.
My own grandpappy,
a a sit-around do-nothing.
Well, I'm not gonna let Grandpappy's
dreams of winning the Pewter Pickax
go up in smoke.
I'm gonna take action.
What is going on?
My rutabaga-potato!
This must be the work
of Grandfather Gopher.
I must stop him before
everything is destroyed!
Grandfather Gopher!
Grandpappy, where are you?
Come out, come out,
wherever you aren't.
Where could he be?
He could be up here, Rabbit.
And in fact, he is.
We've been gathering
honey, you see.
But if he's up there,
then who's responsible for all
this confounded construction?
Out of my way!
A gopher's got to do
what a gopher's got to do.
And I'm doing it.
And, uh, Gopher,
just what is it you're doing?
Carrying out Grandpappy's plans
for the first above-ground
underground city,
that's what.
I'm not gonna sit around
and watch you lose out
on the Pewter Pickax,
Grandpappy.
Oh, no! My rutabaga-potato!
I'll save you.
By dinghy, it's done.
It certainly is
large-ish, isn't it?
The first underground city
ever built above the ground!
Let's contact
the judging committee.
That Pewter Pickax
is in the bag! Huh?
I must have misread the plans
and missed
a specification or two.
Run for the hills!
She's coming down!
I'm sorry, Grandpappy.
I don't think you're going
to win the Pewter Pickax now.
Nope.
Guess you're pretty disappointed
in your grandsonny.
Nope.
- You're not?
- Nope.
I don't understand.
I knew it would never work.
The fun part was dreaming it up.
If I'd have built it,
I wouldn't have anything
left to dream about.
You mean to say
my own dear grandpappy
is nothing but a dreamer?
Yep.
Well, I guess
some of us are doers
and some are just dreamers.
Yep.
Perhaps, Gopher,
if you put your
grandfather's dreaming
together with your doing
Why, there'd be no stopping you.
- But But-But But
- By ding-dangy, you're right!
What say we build
that on-the-ground
underground city
you've been dreaming about?
We can put it right here.
Afraid this plant's
got to go, Rabbit.
Oh, my. Is it Tuesday
the 15th already?
How time flies.
Five and a half years
went by, just like that.
Well, seems to me
every city needs
some flowers in it.
We'll leave it be.
Oh, my.
But the rest will have to go.