Piglet's Big Movie Page #2

Why, you must be Piglet.

My, when Christopher Robin|said you'd be dropping by...

I had no idea.

You know Christopher Robin?

Oh, yes.|He told us all about you...

and Pooh and Rabbit and Tigger.

The ones hiding|in that tree over there.

Hello, dears.

Did you hear that?|She called us dears.

I'm Kanga, and somewhere|around here is baby Roo.

I'm not a baby!

- See? I can do this!|- Ohh!

Well, it's very nice of you...

to welcome us.

- Ha ha ha!|- Aah!

Oops. Sorry.

Oh, Roo.

Piglet,|it's almost breakfast time.

Would you like to come in|for a little bite, perhaps?

Aaah!

l do like the sound|of the taste of that.

Uh, no, no, no.

We're all due|on the other side of the wood...

and we can't be late.

Good-bye.

Good-bye!

Might I, uh, get|that little something to go?

Come on!

Aren't they dears?

One--Pooh will distract Kanga...

long enough for two--

Tigger and I|to take Roo from her pouch...

and three--|replace him with Piglet.

That is very simple.|Just three little steps and--

What?!|Replace Roo w-w-with m-m-me?

You and Roo are the same size,|give or take here or there.

Kanga won't know|the difference. Ha ha.

Not until it's too late. Ha ha.

How much too late?

Until after we say, ''Aha!''

What do you think? Huh? Hmm?

Ahh? Hmm?

''Ha ha''?|Why would we say, ''Ha ha''?

Not ''Ha ha,'' Piglet. ''Aha.''

It's a word to say...

''This is how things are|and were meant to be.''

Then Kanga will know|that we know where Roo is...

and we'll only give him back...

if she promises to leave|the Hundred Acre Wood...

and never return. Ha ha.

How is she gonna know that|that is what our aha-ing means?

Because we'll practice|saying it in just the right way.

We're counting on you, Piglet.

Now everyone pretend|that their flower is Kanga.

Ha ha. Ready? Set.

There you all are.

Oh, you brought flowers!

What nice new neighbors.

Heh. Uhh!

- Ahem.|- All right, I'm goin'!

Roo, dear! Time to come inside!

In a minute, mama!

Ready, Pooh?

Yes.|Except for one small thing.

- What's that?|- What is it I'm supposed to do?

Oh! Talk to her very hard...

so that she doesn't|notice anything.

Oh, of course. Heh heh.

Come on, Roo.|Hop in. Let's go inside.

Oh, Kanga!

Um, talk to her|very hard about what?

Anything!

I was just wondering...

uh, that is...|do you think that...

is that a fish in that tree?

- Oh!|- Which tree, dear?

Up there.

Snug as a piggy in a blanket.

What are you playing,|Mr. Rabbit?

That's not a fish, Pooh bear.|It's a bird.

Oh, yes, but is it|a starling or a mackerel?

Ohh, it looks kinda wiggly.

Hmm. It's tough to say.

If you'll forgive me, dear,|we really must be going.

Kind of a peanut butter|and jellyfish, isn't it?

Whoa, whoa! Wait, frog!

- Aah! Oh, no!|- Yippee!

Whoo!

- Yecch! Ptoo!|- Let's do it again!

This is a fun game!

Ohh.

Are you all right|in there, Roo?

I'm OK. I'm OK!

All right, Roo, dear.

Yahoo!

- Ha ha! This is fun!|- Slow down!

Rabbit?

Oh, Roo.

Wooh-ha...booh-ha?

Uh...uh...ha ha.

Um...

what was that word?

- Aha?|- That's the word.

Ah-haah!

Aaah!

Help!

Tigger, Tigger! Pooh bear!

You've lost your bounce.

Tigger! Pooh bear!

I think it's time|for your fishy oil.

Fishy oil? What fishy oil?

It'll help you bounce|nice and high.

You don't want to grow up|small and weak, like Piglet.

Now, did you have something|you wanted to tell me... Roo?

-Uh, no--|- Down the hatch!

Ptoo! Blecch!

See that?|You got your bounce back.

a good little Roo...

another spoonful.

No-o-o!

Oh, dear. I'm a goner!

Aaah!

You act like I'm going|to cook you for dinner.

A-a-aren't you?

Why, of course not.

Ohh!

l'm going to give you a bath.

Aah! Cook me instead!

Don't you know by now...

always knows what's best?

Whew !

Aah!

Aah!

Ah-choo!

Oh, my goodness!

Aah!

Whee! Ha ha ha!

Whee! Ha ha ha!

Now, you know what's next.

I'm afraid to find out.

There's always two things|you get after your bath.

A cookie.

Mwah. And a kiss... Piglet.

Oh.

Well,|it's a very subtle distinction.

But you see, a jellyfish|sounds more like a--

''Blblblblbl!

''Hi, I'm a jellyfish!''|Kinda like that.

Tigger, Tigger! Pooh bear!

Another creature|of the fiercerest kind!

Rabbit was right.

But it's me--Piglet!

Nah, the Piglet we know|isn't half as fuzzy as you.

Why, you can't pull the fluff|over our eyes!

Pooh, t-tell him who I am.

Well, I'd love to...|whoever you are.

Come to think of it,|he might be...

a fuzzy-fringed thingamaw hatsis.

Ohh.

No, no, no. This is|more of the feather-furred...

frizzamabobble variety.

But can we be sure, Tigger?

Oh! I'll prove it to you!

Piglet,|where did you come from?

Lucky thing that fuzzy-fringed|thingamabob didn't get you.

What did you find out?

Was she awfully fierce|and fiercefully awful?

At first, I thought so,|but then I found out...

she's very nice.

Hello, dears.

Oh, she called us dears again.|Ha ha!

I could get used to this.

Would you like to come in|for that little something now?

I'd love to.|I love little somethings.

- But what do we tell Rabbit?|- Wheeee!

Ha ha! Mama, look at me!

Roo!

You gotta see|Mr. Rabbit's garden!

Oh, you hear that?|Mr. Rabbit. Ha ha.

It's got carrots|and lettuce and beets...

and we played leap bunny--

All right. Settle down, dear.

Now , what do we say|to Mr. Rabbit?

Thank you, Mr. Rabbit.|I had fun.

Well, I, uh, certainly|enjoyed myself, too...

and you can call me Rabbit.

I like you, Rabbit.

I like you, too, Roo.

Aha!

You're right, Piglet.

This is the way things are|and were meant to be.

if it weren't for Piglet...

I wouldn't be friends with Roo.

And we'd never have found out|how nice Kanga was.

We'd never have|any of Kanga's songs.

Or her hugs.

Or her cookies, which my nose|is telling my tummy--

are right nearby. Heh heh.

Kanga!|We're so glad you didn't leave!

What are you talking about,|Tigger?

How Piglet took a bath for us.

Not just any old buddy...

for his friends.

Don't know if I would.

It was a very biggish thing...

for a littleish guy to do.

And we're ever so worried|about him, you see...

because we lost him|at the honey harvest...

of memories to find him...

we hope.

Ohh, dear, Piglet.

But he's so small.|He could be in big danger.

Mama, may I help them|look for Piglet?

Oops. Sorry, Eeyore.

Can I, mama? Can I?

Piglet needs your help.

Pooh, would you like|a cookie before you go?

Oh, my heart tells me I should|keep looking for Piglet.

Oh, but you dears|will need something...

to keep your strength up.

My tummy says yes.

Oh, I just thought|Piglet would need...

to keep his strength up, too.

- Bye, mama.|- Bye-bye, dear.

So, where do we look first?

The scrapbook|will give us an idea.

It's a book of memories.|It remembers where Piglet is.

Try page three.

Page three shows all of us|at the North Pole.

the day we made...

discovery of all.

Then that's where we shall look.

But this is not the way|to the North Pole.

Well, last time, if|I reconnoiter correctically...

the north pole was sort of|in a south-down-easterly...

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