Goodbye Christopher Robin Page #4

That's what we like!

I remember now.

Pie!

(CHUCKLES)

I say there seems to be

rather a lot here

for just the two of us.

Yes.

Mmm.

I'm missing Daph.

You're missing Nou.

Shall we ask

the others in?

Just this once.

(ALAN AS EEYORE BRAYING)

Some of us

don't like pie, you know.

Don't like it at all.

But don't let that

spoil your enjoyment.

(IN NORMAL VOICE)

Don't worry, Eeyore.

We've made special

provision for you.

(AS PIGLET) Oh!

I'm sure the pie is wonderful

could one but see it!

(IN NORMAL VOICE)

Piglet, I do apologize.

(AS PIGLET)

That's quite all right.

It's not the same

when you do the voices.

It's better

when Mummy does them.

I see.

Now, uh...

Lord, make us able to shift

the grub upon the table.

Go!

Mmm.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Daph?

Why on Earth

are you still up?

I wasn't sure if I was

supposed to go to bed or not.

It's nearly midnight.

No one put me to bed.

I brushed my teeth.

Have you said

your prayers?

Have you

done your writing?

Go to bed.

Just written a poem.

Will I like it?

I should hope so.

It's got lots of rhymes in it.

Is it about

what tiggers eat?

Why would it be

about that?

Just seem like

a very interesting topic.

No.

It's about a boy who tries

to look after his mother

even though

he's only three.

Three is very little.

But it rhymes

with lots of things.

Why does she need

looking after?

She goes to town

without telling anyone.

She goes to town

without telling anyone.

She goes to town

in a golden gown...

...and no one can find out

where she's gone.

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN: Never ever?

ALAN:
King John

puts up a notice

offering a reward

if anyone can find her.

How much reward,

do you think?

It needs to be a lot of money,

I suppose. 40 shillings.

Forty shillings?

That's quite difficult to

rhyme with though, isn't it?

Shillings?

Fillings.

What about pounds?

Pounds?

Pounds.

(CHUCKLES)

Clowns.

Well, there are

clowns now.

Why King John, though?

Why not King Richard?

The Lionheart.

He's a terrible fellow.

Always off crusading,

biffing people,

getting himself

taken prisoner...

...and making the common people

stump up for his ransom.

Besides,

he was practically French.

King John stayed at home.

Oh.

(CHRISTOPHER ROBIN CHUCKLES)

He also took a bath

every year.

That's impressive.

Good shot.

Knees bent.

(ALAN LAUGHING)

Robin Hood was on

King Richard's side, though.

And Robin Hood was good.

Robin Hood was good

but he was a very poor

judge of character.

Oh!

I'm Robin Hood.

Robin Hood the ace batsman

gets ready to face

this ball from the

demon bowler Little John.

Are you ready?

Four immediately, I think.

That's gone.

Oh.

(CHRISTOPHER ROBIN GIGGLES)

How's this one

for a quarterstaff?

Let's find out.

En garde!

En garde.

I'm winning.

Don't think so.

Test of strength. Come on.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(CHRISTOPHER ROBIN YELLS)

That's too hot!

I knew you were

going to say that.

Put that on.

There we are.

How about some ice?

One lump or two?

Three.

(LAUGHING)

Two...

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN:

Dear God, can you hear me?

Why did you make

the bath water so hot?

I nearly was boiled alive.

And can you bless

Nou especially?

And bring her back.

Which one

would you like?

This one.

(LAUGHING)

Ready?

Yeah. Same height, please.

Go!

Mine's winning.

No. Mine's winning.

Come on.

Me! I won!

Again?

Yes!

This one, please.

Go!

ALAN:
Sir Billy.

A swan's not really

a wild animal.

Of course he is.

He could break your arm.

Well, what's his name?

He doesn't have a name.

He's wild.

But I want

to call him to me.

You should

call him Pooh, then.

So if he ignores you,

you can pretend you were

just saying, "Pooh."

Pooh!

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN:

Who's your favorite?

I'd have to go for

the little one.

Piglet.

Has to be Piglet.

(ALAN LAUGHING)

What have you got?

A frog.

Careful it's

not poisonous.

He's tiny, isn't he?

(CHUCKLES)

(PEN SCRATCHING)

Let's be hunters

in the snow.

Excellent notion.

Come on! Don't get frostbite.

And don't get lost.

I'll help you.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Wow.

Watch out.

(CHRISTOPHER ROBIN CHUCKLES)

ALAN:
Look here!

Whatever made

this was huge.

We should follow it.

You sure? You sure

we shouldn't just run away?

Never!

All right then.

Wait!

No, we're all right.

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN:

It's not very good

at hiding its tracks.

ALAN:
Maybe

it doesn't need to.

Maybe it's scarier

than any other beast.

If the snow keeps falling,

we'll lose the trail.

Look.

We're back

where we started.

(CHUCKLES)

We've been following our

own footprints, haven't we?

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

(SOLDIER YELLING)

(GRUNTING)

(CHRISTOPHER ROBIN PANTING)

Sorry, Blue.

Sorry.

I think it's about time

for summer now, don't you?

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN: I think

Owl lives up there, you know.

Does he?

If you look ever so carefully,

you can see his front door.

ALAN:
Come on, then.

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN:

Where to?

ALAN:
Home,

I should think.

(CHRISTOPHER ROBIN CHUCKLES)

Ernest?

ERNEST:
Milne?

I think I've got

something for us.

ERNEST:

Tigger is in a cage?

He doesn't really

belong here

and there's no one

quite like him...

...so he gets confused

and a bit scary.

A cage is a bit

harsh, though.

ALAN:
Fantastic cage

though, eh?

Billy made it.

Blue is

teaching me woodwork.

He's the best at it.

He should do woodwork

instead of books.

(ERNEST CHUCKLES)

Hey! (CHUCKLES)

There it is. Up there!

That's where Owl lives.

How you gonna

get it up there?

I don't know.

Simple.

Blow these up.

When we have enough,

we'll float you up

to the branch.

(ALL BLOWING UP BALLOONS)

One, two, three!

Oh.

I think we probably need

more floaty breath.

Floaty breath. Milne, what

are you gonna do about it?

Maybe if we brushed our teeth

more thoroughly. Eh?

(POPS)

(ALAN PANTING)

(BALLOON POPS)

(GASPS)

Yes!

(ALL LAUGHING)

Is this really...

ALAN:
Is he home?

This is paradise.

(KNOCKING)

Owl? Are you home?

Just get everything you can.

We'll pick

and choose later.

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN:

Can I come in for tea?

ERNEST:
Just

do a little shading.

You see, that's better with

the light, how it comes down.

What is the name

of this chap?

Piglet.

Piglet?

ERNEST:
Now as you see,

he's looking a little bit glum there.

This one is scary.

Well, it's not meant to be.

It's you and Winnie Bear.

But that's

not Winnie Bear,

that's Winnie,

short for Winnipeg.

I've only seen him

in the zoo.

Yes. Good point.

Good point.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

The creatures

in the story are toys.

They're toys

but the woods are real.

And the size is wrong.

The bear should be smaller.

Size of a little brother.

There.

ALAN:
Yes, that's it.

Blue, are we

writing a book?

I thought

we were just having fun.

We are writing a book

and we're having fun.

I didn't know you could

do both at the same time.

You don't usually look like

you're having fun

while you're writing.

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN:

It's not your turn, Tigger.

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