My Friends Tigger & Pooh (2007) s02e07 Episode Script

My friends, Tigger and Pooh ♪
We're always there
for each other ♪
You'll see
just how fun it can be ♪
With so much in the Wood
to discover ♪
And if I need help on the way
Buster might save the day ♪
Or Piglet, Lumpy or Roo ♪
Eeyore has a paw to lend ♪
Rabbit has an ear to bend ♪
Now all
we're missing is you ♪
Hooray, it's a Honeyful day ♪
So let's laugh
and let's play here together ♪
With my friends,
Tigger and Pooh ♪
My friends,
Tigger and Pooh ♪
Darby, Tigger and Pooh ♪
My friends, Tigger and ♪
My friends,
Tigger and Pooh ♪♪
That's you, buddy.
You, too.
[Darby]
"No More Honey For Pooh."
[barking]
[Tigger]
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo.
Hi! We're playing
"follow the leader."
And guess who the leader is.
[barking]
That's right.
Buster.
Ooh, you are looking
pretty full-ish
in the belly there, Pooh-boy.
[chuckles]
So I am, Tigger.
But this new honey
is so delicious.
Ooh, it's difficult to say,
"I've had enough."
Well, it can't be that hard.
You just said it.
Oh! Oh!
Oh, this
Oh!
Oh bother.
I'm feeling rather, um stuck.
[giggling]
[straining]
Super Sleuths!
[horn blowing]
- [barking]
- That's right, Buster.
Somebody needs our help!
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo.
Oh wait, aren't
we missing a Sleuth?
You know, bear-ish type,
goes by the name of Pooh?
Winnie the?
I don't know where Pooh is.
We were playing follow
the leader and, well,
he just stopped following.
Well, he may be loafing,
but we need to get oathing!
- Anytime!
- Anyplace!
- The Super Sleuths
- Are on the case.
- [barking]
- Now to check the old
Finder Flag and we, uh
[Tigger gasping]
Say, that's Casa de Pooh!
No wonder Pooh's not here, he
must be the one who called us!
You see, after
you crawled through the log,
I tried to follow,
but became,
uh, somewhat, um stuck.
Don't worry Pooh. Tigger and I
will get you out of that log.
- You bet we will! Come on.
- [all straining]
Give me a little bit of
[straining]
Hmm, now that is one stuck bear.
But don't fret, Pooh-boy,
we'll just go to plan B!
Anybody got a plan B?
Hmm, once I had a ring
stuck on my finger,
but it came off
when I washed my hands.
The soap and water made
my finger really slidey.
Well then, this situation
needs some saturation.
One bucket of soapity water
coming up! Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo.
And going down!
How do you feel, Pooh?
Um, wet. And a little soapy.
Do you think you can
squeeze out of the log now?
Well, I shall try.
Ohhhhh.
Maybe, instead of asking
how to get Pooh out of the log,
we should be asking
a different question.
Ask a question,
give it a try ♪
Who, what, where,
when, how, or why ♪
Get an answer, try it now ♪
Who, what, where,
when, why, or how ♪
Who, what, where,
when, why, or how ♪♪
I think the question
to ask is, what?
What?
Exactly. What made you get stuck
inside the log?
Yeah. I mean, I've seen you
crawl through that same log
a zillion times, Pooh.
And you never got stuck before.
So, what was different
this time?
[rumbling]
Oh, bother. Could someone
possibly hand me the honey?
It's just a bit difficult
to reach in a log.
The honey! That's it, Pooh!
You ate too much honey!
So, my tummy got extra big
because of all the extra honey
I've been eating
and that's why
I became stuck in the log?
Whew! It's like watching
pure genius at work.
Go on, log boy.
You're on a roll.
Oh, so perhaps, if my tummy
went down, I could get unstuck?
Oh, that sounds pooh-fectly
"log"-ical to me.
"Log"-ical!
That is some
great thinking, Pooh.
Oh, thank you.
But I think I need a rest
after doing so very much of it.
So now the question is, how do
we make Pooh's belly go down?
I believe I have the answer.
Though I rather wish I didn't.
I must, oh,
stop eating honey.
[gasping]
A Pooh without his honey?
Im-pooh-sible! For how long?
For as long as it takes!
Though I do hope
it doesn't take very long.
Whenever honey is near,
I find it rather hard
to resist.
Tut-tut-tut.
Only one thing to do.
Keep this Pooh away
from his honey!
Or keep all my honey
far away from me.
What do you mean, like hide it?
Yes. I'm certain that if
I don't know where my honey is,
I won't think of it
as much.
Sounds like a plan.
First thing, you have
to show us where all
your honey pots are.
All my honey pots.
Well, let me see
Honey here, honey there ♪
Honey, honey, everywhere ♪
In a cave or in a tree ♪
It's H-O-N-E-Y for me ♪
Honey in the garden
Honey on a ridge ♪
I believe I left some honey
hidden by a bridge, hmm ♪
Honey here, honey there ♪
Honey, honey, everywhere ♪
When I spot another pot ♪
It's H-O-N-E-Y or not ♪♪
I do believe
that's every last one of them.
I'll stay here with Pooh while
you hide the honey pots, Tigger.
Right.
And away we
Oh, boy.
OK, well, this is kind of,
uh, un-pullable.
You're going to need some help.
Honey pots-ho, donkey-boy!
[groans]
Here we go again.
[straining]
Farewell, my sweet honey.
I shall miss you terribly.
It's just for
a little while, Pooh.
Once your tummy gets
smaller, you'll be able
to get out of that log
and go back to eating honey.
But maybe not
so much of it all at once.
Did I get it, Pooh?
Oh, yes. Thank you Darby.
A log is a terribly itchy place
to be inside.
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
All the honey is gone, Pooh-boy.
Bet you're not thinking about
sweet, gooey honey now, are you?
Because you know what?
There is not a drop of drippy
de-liss-kee-ous honey
around to think about.
So, no honey.
[rumbling]
Um, Tigger perhaps
you could stop saying
that word.
It only reminds me
of you-know-what.
- What?
- Honey.
Oh, bother, I just
reminded myself of it.
[rumbling]
Maybe there's some way
we can help take your mind
and your tummy off of
you know what, Pooh.
We could go for a ride!
Oh yes, that sounds like
a wonderful idea.
[Pooh]
Whoo-hoo!
Whoa! Oh!
Pooh!
Oh! Oh!
Log-boy's rolling to where
we hid all the honey pots!
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Honey. Mmmmm.
Oh, no,
I-I mustn't eat any.
Well, he never said
he wouldn't wear honey.
Come on, let's pull those pots
off his feet.
OK.
[straining]
Easy.
[gasping]
Oh. Unlogged at last.
Your tummy must have
gone down, Pooh!
Then I can once again eat honey?
Smackerel away, buddy boy!
Mmmm. Mmmm.
I'd say this case is erased!
Yep. Easy as rolling off a log.
Or out of one.
And a very sticky mystery
has come to
a very sweet conclusion.
[Darby]
"Stuck Be A Piglet."
Whew! It sure is sunny today!
- [whimpering]
- You're right, Buster.
It's way too hot
to play out here. Whew.
I wonder how everyone else
in the Wood is keeping cool.
- Whew.
- [sizzling]
Hey!
Is this an ice cream cone
or an ice steam cone?
- [sizzling]
- Oh my!
Well, I've never tried
warm honey before.
Oh. Mm.
It's, um, rather like
regular honey, only, um
mmm, warmer.
[groaning]
Oh d-dear. Rabbit, your
rutabagas are wilting!
So am I.
G-Goodness,
I hope this weather changes.
Piglets aren't very good
at being hot.
Better to be a hot pig
than a hot rabbit!
At least pigs can roll
in the mud to cool off.
- They can?
- Why, of course.
- That's what pigs do!
- It is?
Well you should know!
You're a pig, aren't you?
Of course!
And-And if I'm a pig,
then I must have rolled in mud
before. But when?
Hmm. Let's see.
It-It was, uh
[gasps]
N-Never!
Um, but if I've never
rolled in the mud,
uh, does that mean
[gulping]
I'm not "pig" enough?
I'm afraid I have to go, Rabbit.
I have some v-very important
business to attend to.
Pig business.
Hmm. Well, that didn't hurt.
Oh, my! Whoo-hoo!
Oh! Whoo!
Hello, sun! You can shine as
much as you want, I don't mind.
It's nice and cool here
in this mud!
In fact
[yawning]
I think it's time
for a mud nap.
[straining]
Oh no! I'm stuck. Help!
Piglet? Is that you?
What happened? I'll save you!
Hmm. Got a few days?
No. Get 'uper 'uths.
- Rubber boots. Good idea.
- 'Uper 'uths!
Kind of hot for noodle soup.
But OK.
'Uper 'uths!
[groans]
You know what you need?
Super Sleuths!
[groaning]
[horn blowing]
Got to slap my cap!
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo.
- Anytime!
- Anyplace!
- The Super Sleuths
- Are on the case!
[Buster barks]
And today,
we're "hot" on the case!
Whew.
Hmm, the Finder Flag is
finding Piglet's house.
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo.
Uh, Piglet?
Oh, I don't see any sign of him.
[Piglet]
Help!
But I do hear a sign of him.
All I see is a pile of mud.
And it's kind of,
sort of Piglet-shaped.
[gasping]
That is Piglet!
[growling, barking]
It's OK Buster, that's Piglet.
Not a mud monster.
Um, Piglet, how did this happen?
'Abbit's idea. Help!
Don't worry, Piglet.
The mud won't hurt you.
You're just stuck.
Not for long, Pigletini.
We'll come get you.
No! You'll get 'uck too!
Oh, he must be speaking
Piglet Latin!
If we walk in the mud
to get Piglet
we might get stuck like he is.
I believe that's what
Piglet is trying to tell us.
Hmm, but if we can't
get into the mud,
how are we going to get
Pigaletto out of the mud?
Come on, Sleuths. Lets
Think, think, think.
Now's the time
to think, think, think ♪
When you have a problem
Think, think, think ♪
Look at every clue
like the Super Sleuths do ♪
- And just think ♪
- Think ♪
Think ♪♪
How are we going to get Piglet
without touching the mud?
Perhaps someone else
could touch the mud for us?
Someone or something.
Like that vine!
We could use it as a rope
to pull Piglet out!
Vine by me!
Only problem is, Pigaletto's
arms aren't exactly moving.
Why they're sticks in the mud.
Oh, you're right.
Piglet can't grab the vine.
But if we can loop it
around Piglet,
maybe we can pull him out!
Hi, ho, Sleuthers, away!
All right, here we go!
[all straining]
[giggling]
Whoops.
Oh, sorry, donkey-boy.
We were actually aiming
for someone a shade pinker.
It figures.
Every time someone catches me,
they always throw me back.
You doing OK in there, Piglet?
Uh-huh. I'm 'ine.
He said he's fine.
Or a ponderosa pine.
I'm not exactly sure which.
Hang in there, Piglet!
We'll get you out soon!
If only I could make it over
that mud in one bounce.
Why, I'd win the Wood record
for long-distance bouncerating!
And rescue a Piglet too,
don't you know?
Great idea, Tigger!
Maybe we can go over the mud
without touching it!
Whew! So, this is what they mean
by "walking tall".
- Hey, this is kind of fun!
- Whoa!
Ooh!
We're coming, 'iglet! Oh!
Whoa. Whoa.
Whoa!
- [all yelling]
- [crashing]
Whew, I guess
we should have taken
some stiltifying lessons first.
- [buzzing]
- [laughing]
That tickles!
What's Piglet laughing at?
I spy a fly on Piglet's nose!
It must be telling
some funny fly jokes.
You know, like, "Hey, there's
a waiter in my soup!"
A waiter my soup.
Help 'uper 'uths!
It itches!
Ooh, that bug sure is bugging
our muddy buddy.
Oh, poor Piglet. He has an itch
and he can't even scratch it!
Hold on, Piglet.
The 'Uper 'Uths are on the way!
Do we know these, uh, 'Uth guys?
Shoo fly, shoo!
Ah. 'Anks, 'Ooh.
Your welcome, Piglet. I hope
we find a way to reach you soon.
Pooh, you did find a way
to reach Piglet!
Why, you walked across
that stilt like a Pooh-rate
on a plank! Hoo!
Now that we can get to Piglet,
we can dig him out of the mud!
OK, Sleuths.
Let's break some ground.
Now that is
a ground-breaking idea, Darby,
if you do say so yourself.
Well, I guess we used too much
shove and not enough 'el.
[whimpering]
Don't worry, Piglet.
We won't stop trying until
we get you out of this mud.
I think we just need to do
a little more thinking.
'ink! 'ink! 'ink!
We're thinking
as fast as we can, Piggeroo.
I don't think
he's asking us to think,
I think he's asking
for a drink.
Uh-huh! 'ink!
Excellent translerating,
Pooh-boy!
Oh Piglet, you must be so
thirsty after being
in the sun for so long.
'Eally 'irsty!
Ah. Thank you, Pooh Bear.
Well, nothing like a
Wait a second,
you're speaking Piglet again.
I am? I am!
I can move my mouth!
Hey, if the water helped
Piglet's mouth move,
maybe it can help
other parts move, too!
Oh, I can move my head!
Hmm, it appears
that your dry mud
has become wet mud again.
That's how the mud was
when I got in.
Wet and cool, not hard and dry.
Hmm. So if water makes wet mud,
I wonder what makes dry mud.
[gasping]
[Darby]
The sun! It's so hot,
it dries up the mud!
That's how
you got stuck, Piglet!
So, if we need more wet mud,
we need more water.
Our solution is dilution!
Crank her up, water boy!
I'm free. I'm free!
Oh, thank you, Sleuths,
thank you!
Oh! I did it, Pooh bear!
You certainly did, Piglet.
What did you do?
I rolled in the mud,
just like a real pig.
I'm "pig" enough after all!
Even if you didn't roll
in the mud, you'd still
be "pig" enough for us.
Well then this mudstery
is history!
Now, what do you say
we beat this heat? Whew.
I could certainly use
some cooling off.
And that mud looks awfully good.
Uh, let's go inside
for lemonade.
[all laughing]
[Tigger]
Now you're talking.
And I'm listening.
Now that is one stuck bear.
[Darby]
Pooh got stuck in a log,
but do you remember
where Piglet got stuck?
Was it a tree?
No. A honey pot?
Uh-uh. Or was it
[straining]
Oh, no! I'm 'uck!
That's right!
Piglet got stuck in the mud.
Way to sleuth.