Pooh's Grand Adventure: The Search for Christopher Robin Page #2

and find out?

A note!

Why, Rabbit, how clever of you.

I'II just read it.

Or would...

if I could.

Perhaps you can, Rabbit.

[harrumphs] I could read this

with my eyes closed.

[chuckles]

It says... [clears throat]

[talks nonsense]

Well, I could have read it

if Tigger hadn't bounced me so.

Tar? Jar?

Oh, far!

"Dear Pooh" it begins.

"Worry about me."

"I'm going far away."

"Help!" And the note is signed

"Crelm-flummin Bobbin."

[chuckles] Oh, Christopher Robin.

Christopher Robin?

Gone far away?

Oh, what a frightful thought.

Wait! Why? When?

Who authorized it?

Where will we get the strength...

to go on without him?

[whimpers]

[Pooh] Christopher Robin.

My very best best friend.

It simply cannot be.

Whatever will I do?

I wonder, Pooh, if... if perhaps

u-u-until Christopher Robin gets back...

um... I might possibly be your...

best best friend.

Yeah. [sobs]

And when Piglet gets sick of you...

[sobs] we can take over.

Oh, thank you.

But you already are

the very best of my best friends.

You see, you and I can do anything.

But only Christopher Robin and I

could do...

nothing.

Poor guy. His very Iittle brain

is half gone with grief.

Ah-ha! I've discovered where he went.

[Iaughs]

An O, another O, and...

[gasps] Oh, my.

What is it, Owl? Where is it?

Somewhere bad, I fear.

How bad?

On a scale of one to ten...

It's not good.

[match strikes]

[match strikes]

He has gone to S-C-H-O-O-L.

[gasps] Skull.

Skull?

What sort of place is that?

Well, from the very sound of it,

one can tell it's a most forbidding

and faraway place.

Then we must help Christopher Robin.

Help him get back... to here.

And us.

And me.

Then it's a quest, is it? [Iaughs]

That's the spirit.

Hoo, the nobility of it.

A Iong and dangerous journey

through the Great Unknown.

Of course, you'II need a map.

D-d-d-dangerous?

Oh, Owl,... you wouldn't suppose

we'd meet any, uh...

Heffalumps?

Oh, thank you, I nearly forgot.

Herds of Heffalumps.

[mutters]

Down here I fancy, in the... southeast

corner of the far west portion.

W-w-what about W-w-woozles?

Woozles! Wonderful!

- Jagulars?

- Hoo-hoo, just a dozen or three.

Here, there and yonder.

Not to mention the fabled... [chuckles]

Skullasaurus.

S-skulla...s-saurus?

Oh, come, come, come.

Without a monster or two

it's hardly a quest.

Merely a gaggle of friends

wandering about.

Hoo-hoo-hoo, how I envy you.

Not everyone has the chance

to face the unspeakable terrors

of the Great Unknown.

# Today's the day

# In only a matter of moments

You'll all be on your way

# What lurks around the corner

Not a soul can say

# But I can guess

# More or less

# Hidden dangers, great duress

# Ah, the moment of glory

Is close at hand

# Hoo-wee, it's gonna be grand

# Adventure is a wonderful thing

# Pack only the essentials

I'll tell you what to bring

# Your strength, your nerve

Your hearts, your wits

# And for skullasaurus attacks

First-aid kits

# Adventure is a hoot and a half

# You'll face unearthly dangers

And look at them and laugh

# The claws, the teeth

The chase, the thrill

# You'll never want to come home

Maybe you never will

# That's the beauty of adventure

It's strictly sink or float

# It runs you till you're ragged

Then it grabs you by the throat

# You'll struggle to survive

Although the chances are remote

# Hoo-hoo, lucky you

Wish I was coming too

# Adventure is a wonderful thing

I almost forgot the very best part.

You not only save your friend from

the most dangerous place, namely Skull,

but from the most dangerous part

of the most dangerous place.

The eye of the skull itself.

Oh, bother.

# And you, General Pooh

# Off you go

Marching high and low

# Your friend waits at the end

# Right here

# Take a look

The map is perfectly clear

# With your excellent sense of direction

You've nothing to fear

# Through the quicksand and the chasms

# Tempting fate and fighting spasms

# Dodging avalanching boulders

# Remember

# Christopher Robin's fate

Rests completely on your shoulders, Pooh

Excuse me.

# It's up to you

# That's the beauty of adventure

# The trembling and the dread

# I can't think of another thing

I'd rather do instead

Perhaps you could join us?

# No, no, you go ahead

# Hoo-hoo, lucky you

Tally-ho and toodle-oo

# Ready now? Noble chin

Chest out, tummy in

# Make a fracas, have a fling

# Drop a postcard, give a ring

# Get the lead out, time to swing

# Whoop-de-doo and ba-da-bing

# Adventure

# Is a wonderful thing #

I salute you. And those of you doomed

to never return, I salute you twice.

[narrator] And so Pooh and his friends

crossed over

into... well, that part

of the Hundred Acre Wood

which Owl called the "Great Unknown. "

It was the start of their quest

for Christopher Robin.

They would find him, Owl said,

if they could get through the woods.

For the woods, Owl said,

were filled with Heffalumps...

and Woozles,...

and... who knew how much worse?

Look!

"The Upside Down Rock."

"If you've made it this far...

you're where... monsters... are."

[distant growling]

What was that?

Sounded too hungry for a Heffalump.

[growling continues]

Too plump for a Jagular.

[growling continues]

I'd say it's a... big old...

buggy-eyed, saber-toothy skullasaurus.

Skullasaurus?

- Which way do we run?

- Where do we hide?

What's the shortest shortcut home?

I believe... that way is a good way.

[all] Run!

[all gibber]

AIthough, this way could be better.

[Tigger] Give me a break!

- If not over here.

- [all scream]

AIthough... [chuckles] there

might be particularly pleasant as well.

[all gibber]

Stop it!

We're getting nowhere fast, Pooh,

and that just won't do.

A Ieader must be someone Ieaderly,

quick-thinking, informed.

Someone Iike...

- me.

- [Iouder growling]

Well,... there.

Anyone with half a set of smarts

can see we Iose the beast

by cutting across this Iovely meadow.

[squawking]

And a Iovely meadow it is.

[gasps] Why, Iook.

Is that a golden dahlia-daffodilus?

Rare for this Iocation.

What exactly is this Iocation, Rabbit?

And might it be nearer Christopher Robin

than farther?

Why, we're right here,

on course, of course.

Where else w-would we be?

[squawking]

Owl, where are we?

"Nice peeceful spot!" Ha! Indeed!

[ping]

- [ping]

- Oh, d-d-dear.

This is not the place for a small

and frightfully fearful animal...

such as myself.

Or myself.

Or himself.

Thanks for noticing.

Yes, well, uh,

precisely why I chose it.

No skullasauruses would dare

follow us in here. [chuckles]

[distant growling]

[screams]

Piglet! Come back!

I can't Iose you, too.

[butterfly squeaks]

[Piglet giggles]

- [butterfly squeaks]

- [Pooh] Oh, my, my.

I believe you've made a friend, Piglet.

[chuckles] I believe you're right, Pooh.

[butterfly squeaks]

[whistles]

[butterflies squeak]

And another, it seems.

And also that one.

And that one, too,... as well.

And he, or her.

And her, and him.

And they, and them.

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