Winnie the Pooh: A Very Merry Pooh Year

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[HUMMING]

WOMAN:

Deep in the Hundred Acre Wood

Where Christopher Robin plays

You'll find the enchanted neighborhood

Of Christopher's childhood days

A donkey named Eeyore is his friend

And Kanga and little Roo

There's Rabbit and Piglet

and there's Owl

But most of all Winnie the Pooh

[POOH HUMMING]

MAN:
[CHUCKLES]

Merry Christmas Eve, Pooh.

Oh, yes, it is.

Isn't it? Oh!

Willy, nilly, silly old bear

Ooh!

MAN:
[CHUCKLES] Well, it looks like

you're all ready for Christmas.

Oh, yes, as soon as my friends

bring the decorations,

we're having a tree trimming party

and exchanging gifts.

Oh!

MAN:
[CHUCKLES] What's that, Pooh?

Well, it's a present for my very

special friend Piglet, of course.

Won't he be surprised?

[GASPS]

[SINGSONG] Pooh Bear!

It's Piglet!

MAN:
Quick! Hide his present.

PIGLET:
Pooh Bear!

Oh, dear. Oh, my.

Oh, bother.

- No one seems to be home.

-Pooh?

- Are you in there?

-[GROANING] No.

Well, maybe we've got the wrong house.

[LAUGHS]

Okay, maybe not.

Oh, boy.

[MOANS] For Pete's sake.

What's all the commotion?

Well, Pooh doesn't seem to be home.

Well, that's silly.

it's Christmas Eve, for crying out loud.

-[POUNDING ON DOOR]

-Oh, dear.

Oh, boy. Perhaps? No.

[GASPING]

Oh, dear. Oh, my. Oh, bother.

[FAINTLY] No.

Pooh. open up!

It's Christmas Eve!

We've got presents!

PIGLET:
Pooh Bear!

MAN:
Hide his present.

Well, well, well.

Here's one I must have missed at lunch.

- What is going on here?

-I'm afraid I don't know.

Why not just open the door and find out?

Oh, no, we couldn't just...

I mean, it wouldn't be...

I... No, I don't think...

[MUTTERING, COUGHING]

Excellent idea, Roo.

Oh, my-

Now why doesn't this surprise me?

Okay, everyone, let's get busy.

Gifts here and decorations there.

I say we deck the halls.

Oh, what a beautiful tree.

[STUTTERING] It certainly

is a tall tree.

- Wow!

-Now be careful, Roo. That's delicate.

Well, better late than never.

Merry Christmas Eve, everyone.

ALL:
Merry Christmas Eve!

[CHUCKLING]

Merry Christmas Eve, indeed.

Hello there, Pooh boy.

I got the stuff for the tree.

- I brought a star for the top.

-Mmm... Perfect.

All this excitement is

getting me excited.

[DOWNBEAT] I'm feelin' it.

[LAUGHING]

Mama and I made honey cookies.

Did you say honey cookies?

-Oof!

-[LAUGHS]

Yes, to hang on the tree, Pooh.

Oh, may I have some?

To hang on the tree, of course.

Oh, yes.

Now we must be careful

not to tangle the garland, Eeyore.

- Wouldn't want that.

-Well, hello!

It's a big ol' box of jingly bells!

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Now this is

what I call the holiday spirit.

Time to bounce!

[STUTTERING] Tigger, the garland.

Be careful! Tigger!

All this bouncing makes me feel...

- Like bouncin' through the snow

-In a one-horse open sleigh

- O'er the fields we go

-Laughin' all the way

- Bells on Tigger ring

-Making spirits bright

- Pooh.

-[GASPING]

Oh, what fun to trim the tree

With all my friends tonight

- Oh...

-Whoa!

ALL:
Jingle bells, jingle bells

Jingle all the way

Spells bells.

Oh, what fun it is to ride

No improvisin', Rabbit.

In a one-horse open sleigh, hey

Jingle bells, jingle bells

Jingle all the way

Oh, what fun to trim the tree

with all my friends

Tonight

Mama, is Santa Claus coming soon?

Why, of course he is, Roo dear.

Well, abso-toodle-lutely.

He did get our letter.

That's right.

Not like the Christmas he almost didn't.

Oh, my. I almost forgot that story.

And I thought Santa

was gonna forget us.

What happened?

Well, it all started

one windy winter's night.

It was just a few days before Christmas.

And naturally, we were

all quite festive.

You should have seen

the wonderful snowfall.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING FADES]

Hmm. Needs more salt.

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Hey. guys, wait for Tigger!

CHRISTOPHER:
Dear Santa.

Well, guys, you've been

awfully good this year.

What kind of presents

would you ask for?

I'd like a new flyswatter

to keep the bugs off my carrots.

A flyswatter for...

Christopher Robin,

could Santa also bring Rabbit

a small smackerel of honey?

[CHUCKLES]

Just in case certain guests drop in?

- Eeyore?

-Could use an umbrella

to keep the snow off my house.

Not that it matters if I don't get one.

And a jar of honey for Eeyore, too.

Think Sandy Claus will

bring me a snowshoe for my tail?

- I take a size four, triple E.

-Now why would you want that?

Allow me to demonsterate.

Oh, yes. I see what you mean.

Mmm-hmm.

What about you, Piglet?

[STUTTERING] Oh, dear.

I really haven't been able to decide.

Whatever Santa wants

to bring is fine with me.

Perhaps Piglet would also

like a few pots of...

Of honey?

[LAUGHS] However did you guess?

[GASPS]

Wait, Christopher Robin,

we almost forgot.

What do you want for Christmas?

All I want is a sled.

One big enough for me

and maybe a friend or two.

That's it then.

Next stop, the North Pole.

ALL:
Hooray!

CHRISTOPHER:
It's on its way!

POOH:
There it goes!

[STUTTERING] Oh, dear.

I do hope I'm not too late.

Hello, Piglet.

How do you like my Christmas tree?

Oh, it's very nice, Pooh, but...

I know. it seems as if

I have forgotten, oh... Something.

Yes, Pooh, you did.

[CHUCKLING] Of course!

It needs a present beneath it.

But that's what I came

to tell you, Pooh.

When we wrote to Santa,

you didn't ask for a present.

- Oh, bother.

-Whatever will we do, Pooh?

We shall swoop from the sky

and snatch the letter

before Santa gets it.

Are we ready to swoop yet, Piglet?

Almost, Pooh. Are you sure this balloon

can carry both of us?

Oh, thank you, Pooh!

[BOTH SHOUTING]

Hey, look! Our letter to Santa.

Not much of a stocking.

Just right for not much of a house.

[BOUNCING]

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Hiya, Eeyore.

[GROANS]

Sure could use that umbrella.

Hope Santa brings it.

Of course he will.

We wrote a letter from the heart.

Well, right now, he's

probably readin' it,

and his beady little eyes

is welling up with tears.

I bet you he's drowning in sorrows.

We're talkin' Niagara Falls here.

Tigger, would you

have a pencil about you?

A pencil, pencil, pencil... Oh!

[LAUGHS]

Nah. But I bet Rabbit has.

[RABBIT HUMMING DECK THE HALLS]

[LAUGHING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[ALL LAUGHING MALICIOUSLY]

There!

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

[HUMMING DECK THE HALLS]

How festive! Christmas carolers.

[SHRIEKS]

Charge!

RABBIT:
No, not my carrots!

Get out!

Take this! Take that!

Take some of these!

[SHRIEKS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Out! Out! Out!

[CHUCKLES]

[SIGHS DEEPLY]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Not this time, you...

Excuse us, Rabbit,

could we borrow a pencil?

Oh, it's only you.

Hey, Long Ears, is that the kind

of thing you want Sandy Claus to see?

[GASPS] Quick!

Help me decorate it again,

or Santa might not bring

my new flyswatter.

Oh, he won't bring Pooh's present either

if we can't borrow a pencil.

Pencil, pencil. What present?

Pooh never even asked for...

[GASPS] Pooh, I forgot!

You didn't ask Santa for a present.

- I know.

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