Winnie the Pooh: A Very Merry Pooh Year Page #4

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- Hello, little fella.

-Yes. That's it.

Keep talking to it, Piglet,

while I get the plant food.

Carrot plants love to be talked to.

-[POUNDING ON DOOR]

-Ooh!

[STUTTERING] Oh, dear.

What do you suppose that might be?

[POUNDING CONTINUES]

Oh, dear. Whatever shall we do?

Hello? Hello?

PIGLET:
[STUTTERING] Hello?

My tummy's always asking for honey.

But this is the first time

that the honey has answered.

[TOY BLOWS]

[GASPS] Oh! My carrot!

[RATTLING]

Pooh, what are you doing in there?

Well, your honey invited me in.

Naturally, I didn't want

to appear unfriendly, Rabbit.

- Neither did my tummy.

-Your tummy?

Is that all you ever think about? Well?

[SMACKING]

I'm trying to remember.

Where's my carrot? And where's Piglet?

[PIGLET STUTTERING

THEN SNEEZING]

BOTH:
Bless you.

PIGLET:
[SNIFFLING] Thank you.

Piglet, what are you doing under there?

We both got very scared,

and I wasn't sure of what to do.

So I thought this might be

a good place for, uh, not being sure.

Must you be afraid of

everything, Piglet?

- Well, I suppose that depends...

-[POUNDING ON DOOR]

...on how frightening it is!

Now what?

Who's there?

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Hiya, Rabbit.

Wanna hear the good news?

Snow does not keep Tiggers

from bouncin'. Not one bitty bit.

[STRAINING] Get off me, Tigger!

- Eeyore.

-Thanks for noticin'.

What are you doing under there,

besides being sad and gloomy?

Not much. As usual.

Hey, Long Ears.

Want to see what else Tiggers can do?

[FANFARE PLAYS]

They can throw a snowball

and catch it themselves.

First, the windup.

Then, the toss!

And now, the most Tiggerific part,

the catch.

[LAUGHS]

-[SHATTERS]

-Oopsy!

[MOANING] My carrot!

Thank goodness you're okay.

Tigger, there is such a thing

as being excessively bouncy, you know.

Why, thanks, Long Ears.

That means a lot to me.

Ooh...

Happy New Year, Tigger.

Welcome to the party.

- Party?

-Party?

Well, thanks for invitin' me.

Here, let me help.

- Partyin' is what Tiggers like best.

-What party?

Why, the one we're having

at your house, of course.

I did mention that, right, Rabbit?

- What?

-Is that a no, Rabbit?

Come on, Long Ears. I'll help you

decorate. The place sure could use it.

[ALL YELLING]

- Piglet, watch out!

-TIGGER:
Follow me, buddy.

Tigger!

- Oh, bother.

-RABBIT:
Piglet, save the carrot!

It figures.

[ALL SHOUTING]

The party always starts without me.

Don't be ridicurous.

Why, this party just got rollin'.

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

That's it. That does it.

Out! Out! Everybody, out!

Out!

I've had it! My carrot

will never make it

through the new year with all

of you around! And neither will I!

We are both leaving!

ALL:
Leaving?

- You mean going away?

-Wherever will you go?

Ooh... Someplace where there are

no honey-munching Pooh Bears,

no petrified Piglets,

no gloomy donkeys

and no always-bouncing Tiggers!

Sheesh.

The brain boggles.

What kind of place would that be?

Paradise!

Rabbit gone?

What will we do without him?

We could have

the party at your house, I suppose.

I know you're thinkin'

it's gonna be a little cramped.

But since there is gonna be

-one less of us...

-[STUTTERS] Oh, dear.

Pooh, isn't there something

we can do to make Rabbit stay?

Think, think. Think.

Perhaps, since Rabbit isn't happy

with the way we are,

he might be happier

with some way we aren't.

You mean if we were different?

No longer our warm, fuzzy selves?

- No more bundles of joy?

-Oh, my.

We could all change.

We could all make a resolution.

- A restitution?

-A resolution, Tigger.

It's something

Christopher Robin told me.

It's a promise that you make

to yourself to change.

[STUTTERING] Uh... Change?

Well, if it means Rabbit

won't move away,

then I'm ready to change.

- Me, too.

-Me three.

Well, I doubt it will

help, but count me in.

I promise not to eat honey

ever again.

- Who said that?

-Pooh Bear.

You don't know what you're sayin'.

If you can do it, Pooh, so can I.

I promise not to be afraid anymore.

Ooh! Piglet! What has come over you?

Oh, well. Things can't get

any worse than they are now.

I promise to be so cheerful,

you won't even know it's me.

Neither will I.

[GULPS] Stickin' with their pals

is what Tiggers do best.

So I hereby and hinter forth

promise to

never bounce another bounce.

You got my word. This Tigger's

high-hoppin' days are history.

That spring-sprong in my step is gone!

- POOH:
Tigger?

-Nevermore will I...

- Nevermore...

-POOH:
Tigger?

What? Oh, yeah.

That's gonna be tougher than I thought.

But don't worry. Tiggers always

stick to their rustytutions.

Stick? As in sticky?

As in honey?

MAN:
And so Pooh's friends,

trying to please Rabbit,

found themselves in a bit of a jam.

Jam? As in honey?

MAN:
If Pooh can't eat honey,

Piglet can't be afraid,

Tigger can't bounce

and Eeyore can't be gloomy,

then the question is...

What do we do now?

TIGGER:
Ankles away!

[GRUNTS]

Oh, dear. Tigger, are you all right?

Why, sure. This is my

tiggerific way of not bouncin'.

See? I...

[GRUNTS]

That's good. I was afraid you were hurt.

Oh, I did it again. Said I was afraid.

Tigger, you're never afraid, are you?

I guess I was too busy bouncin'

to ever think about it.

So that means if I bounce,

I won't be afraid?

Why, it works for me.

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah. Well, at least it used to,

back in my bouncin' days.

[CHUCKLING]

Look, Tigger!

I'm bouncing! I'm bouncing!

Now I won't be afraid of anything!

Thank you, Tigger! Thank you!

Oh... How about that?

I guess bouncin' does keep you

from bein' afraid.

Look at the little guy. He's...

But that would mean that not bouncin'

might make a fella

sort of squeamish,

even a tad trembly.

Just around the edges.

Not to mention teetering

[OBJECT CREAKING]

on the brink of terror.

[OBJECT SNAPPING]

Oh, dear. Double oh, dear.

What's that?

Ooh! It's got me!

[SCREAMING]

[THUDDING]

POOH:
[SINGSONG]

Hmm, I'm not eating honey.

Not even thinking of thinking

of thinking of eating honey.

I'm not.

I'm simply making sure that

the honey is safe.

[HUMMING]

Why, hello, Pooh Bear.

Whatever are you looking for?

Oh! Well, I certainly

wasn't looking for...

...honey.

-Well, that's fortunate.

Because I just discovered

the last little honey pot,

much to my delight.

I couldn't be happier for you.

Even if I could be happier... for you.

[SIGHS DEEPLY]

No honey.

-[HUMMING]

-POOH:
No hope of any honey.

Not even any hope

of any hope of any honey.

Pooh Bear, I have this funny feelin'.

Whatever could it be?

-[SMACKS]

-I'm sure I wouldn't know.

Think, think, think.

Why, I believe it's the honey

that gives me this funny feelin'

and stops the rumbly

in my tumbly as well.

I'm glad. At least, I think I'm glad.

I'm not sure how glad feels. But if I...

Why, that's it, Pooh.

I think I'm glad.

See?

[HUMMING]

POOH:
Honey

No, not for me

A honey, humming honeybee

Would not even want to see

Or be with me

With honey

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