Tigger! Are you ready for the hive yet?
All I am is ready!
How do I look? I mean, does this log make me look fat?
Like the best honey tree a little bee will ever see.
Oh, boy!
Rabbit, what are you doing?
Can't you tell? I'm lullabying the bees for our big plan!
They seem to like Beethoven.
Eeyore, what are you doing?
I've got to use my big voice to tell the bees about the new hive.
Buzz, buzz! Great new hive.
Tigger, could you tell me what you're doing?
I have to hold the fake hive high enough for the bees to see.
It's the biggest part of the plan.
That's what Tiggers do best.
You do seem bigger than usual.
Hello, Piglet.
What are you all doing?
Harvesting honey, of course. It's all in the plan.
First, Rabbit will lure the bees with beautiful music.
Then, Eeyore tempts the bees into their new hive.
Then Tigger holds up the hive for the bees to see.
And then comes the best part.
We get honey from their old hive.
Can I help you with your big plan?
Thank you, Piglet, but perhaps another time.
When we have a bit smaller of a plan.
Or when you're a bit bigger of a piglet.
I'm sorry, Piglet.
But I'm afraid this is a very big plan.
Places, everyone. I've gotten their attention.
Great new hive.
Do the bees know the plan?
Piglet, don't get in the way of our big plan.
I'm getting kinda itchy around my knees.
Oh, dear!
Get the little guy!
OK, Rabbit.
We're geniuses!
Sticky geniuses!
Oh my! Oh, goodness!
The sweet taste of success.
Our plan worked perfectly.
Didn't think it would work. But it did.
Congratulations to us all.
Hooray for Pooh!
- And Rabbit. - And Eeyore.
- And Tigger, too. - But I was the...
Oh, Piglet, I'm sorry that you couldn't be part of our big plan.
But I thought I...
For a minute there, I thought I was going to break out in hives.
Oh, dear. Even my shadow is small.
It'd be nice if my friends needed me.
Piglet, could you help me lullaby the bees?
Piglet, could you help me call them to the hive?
Yeah, Piglet! Could you help me reach higher?
Piglet, we need your help.
Wonderful honey!
I thought Tiggers hated honey.
They do, to eat. But to stop the itching, there is nothing betterer.
Did you hear something? I'm afraid I've got some honey in my ears.
What's that, Pooh? I can't hear you over all that buzzing.
Whose buzzing?
Bees!
What say we break for lunch?
- What about our honey? - It's your honey or your life!
- Come on! - Oh, boy!
Oh, bother!
- Oh, joy! - Thanks, donkey boy!
- Thanks, Eeyore. - Any time. You're welcome.
Quick! Make a beeline for Piglet's!
Run faster!
Hurry!
- They're gone. - Or maybe just pretendering.
Bees are sneaky like that.
I was right.
You got stung out there?
No. I got stung right here, where I can keep an eye on it.
Is everyone all right?
Tigger's here, Eeyore's here, Pooh is here, I'm here.
Who am I forgetting?
I don't know. Let's ask Piglet!
- Oh, bother. - Are you all right, Pooh?
I just landed on my... self.
Say, what do we have here?
Oh, please, Tigger! It's just a drawing in a scrapbook.
But it reminds me of the bestest family reunion I ever had.
Oh, look. There's the day little Piglet caught his first heffalump.
That was no heffalump. That was just Pooh with a jar on his head.
I forgot how much I look like a heffalump with a jar on my head.
He captured Rabbit, all right.
Let me see.
That doesn't look a thing like me.
What's next?
What's that tiny pink dot?
I believe it's Piglet.
Where is Piglet?
We must have lost track of him after we got chased by the bees.
But he's so little. He could be in big danger.
We have to find him and make sure he's all right.
But how will we find him? He could be anywhere.
Think!
You know, since this is a book of Piglet's memories,
maybe it remembers where Piglet is.
Brilliant deduction there, Pooh boy. It's a regular Piglet map.
That's the silliest thing I've heard.
Let's start with page one.
Page one remembers Owl's house.
Way to go, Pooh boy!
Why, I bet that little fella's there right now. Let's go find him.
Then off to Owl's house we go.
He has an answer for everything.
Not to Owl's! We'll be there all day.
You can never get a word in edgeways...
Goodbye, honey.
I may be small, but in the biggest, helpfulest way!
Eeyore? Where are you?
Tigger? Where are you?
Oh, no! The bees!
What can I do?
Well, I did help you get the haycorn,
and bring you across the river.
Maybe my friends need me.
I have to find them.
Owl, have you seen Piglet?
Piglet? Of course I've seen Piglet. Many times!
He's about so high, with little pink ears...
No, we mean now. Have you seen him this morning?
I can't imagine that he's changed that much.
This is the part where Owl goes on for a while.
As a matter of fact, I just saw him go by.
He was just here?
Come on, let's go.
Or is missing. You could start, of course, in the obvious place...
As I was saying, I have some great stories about my second cousin.
Rupert stowed away on a three-masted...
Eeyore! Come on!
As I was saying, the great expedition...
What an expedition it was!
I told you this was a silly idea.
But he was just at Owl's.
That scrappety book does know where he's going.
Well, Owl's house was on page one.
How about page two?
- Which is a picture of... - Kanga's house.
Well, then, Kanga's house is where we'll look for Piglet.
I think you must be right, Rabbit.
Piglet has always liked visiting Kanga's.
Not always. There was one time, I remember.
Oh, yes. When Kanga and Roo first moved to the Hundred Acre Wood.
- Remember, Rabbit? - No, I don't seem to recall.
Here, this'll remind your rememberer.
- No! - You came up with a big plan, Rabbit.
I told you, I don't remember.
There it is.
You know, if I remember correctly,
this story is really about Piglet.
I just don't like it. I don't like it at all.
I tell you, we won't be safe until they're out.
Out of the Hundred Acre Wood.
Isn't it a bit early to be spying?
I've never seen anything like it.
It's actually moving in.
Roo, dear.
Here I am, Mama.
- It's an invasion! - Do you think they're fierce?
What does fierce look like?
That's what fierce looks like. She swallowed him whole.
Oh, dear!
He'll be eaten for sure.
Are you all right?
- Don't eat me! - Why, you must be Piglet.
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 the 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.
Well, it's very nice of you to go out of your way to welcome us.
Sorry.
Oh, Roo!
Piglet, it's almost breakfast time.
Would you like to come in for a little bite, perhaps?
I do like the sound of the taste of that.
No, no, no. We're all due on the other side of the wood.
And we can't be late.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
Might I get that little something to go?
Come on!
Aren't they dears?
Pooh will distract Kanga long enough for...
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 with me?
You and Roo are the same size. Kanga won't know the difference.
Not until it's too late.
How much too late?
Until after we say "Aha!"
What do you think?
Haha? Why would we say "Haha"?
Not "haha", Piglet.
Aha!
It's a word to say, "This is how things are, and were meant to be."
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.
How is she going to know that that is what "Aha" means?
Because we'll practice saying it in just the right way.
We're counting on you, Piglet.
Everyone pretend that their flower is Kanga.
Ready... set...
There you all are. Oh, you brought flowers.
What nice new neighbours!
All right, I'm going.
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?
Talk to her very hard, so that she doesn't notice anything.
Of course!
Come on, Roo. Hop in. Let's go inside.
Kanga!
Talk to her very hard. About what?
Anything!
I was just wondering... That is... Do you think that...
Is that a fish in that tree?
- Which tree, dear? - Up there.
Snug as a pig in a blanket.
What are you playing, Mr Rabbit?
That's not a fish, Pooh Bear. It's a bird.
Yes, but is it a starling or a mackerel?
It looks kinda wiggly. It could be a jellyfish.
It's tough to say.
If you'll forgive me, dear, we really must be going.
Peanut butter and jellyfish.
Ma, look!
Let's do it again. This is a fun game.
Are you all right in there, Roo?
I'm OK.
All right, Roo, dear.
Slow down!
Rabbit! Oh, Roo!
What was that word?
Aha?
That's the word.
Help!
Oh, my, Roo, dear. You've lost your bounce.
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?
No...
Down the hatch!
See that? You got your bounce back.
If you're a good little Roo, I'll let you have another spoonful.
No!
Oh, dear. I'm a goner!
You act like I'm going to cook you for dinner.
Aren't you?
Why, of course not.
I'm going to give you a bath.
Cook me instead!
But Roo, dear, don't you know by now, a mother always knows what's best?
Oh, my goodness!
Now, you know what's next.
I'm afraid to find out.
There's always two things you get after your bath.
A cookie, and a kiss...
Well, it's a very subtle distinction.
But you see, a jellyfish sounds more like a "Bleugh. Hi, I'm a jellyfish!"
Here, Tigger, Pooh Bear.
Look! Another creature of the fiercerous kind!
Rabbit was right!
But it's me! Piglet!
Nah! The Piglet we know isn't half as fuzzy as you.
You can't pull the fluff over our eyes.
Pooh. Tell him who I am.
Well, I'd love to, whoever you are.
Come to think of it, he might be a fuzzy fringed thingamawhatsit.
No, no, this is more of the feather furred frizzamambobble variety.
But can we be sure, Tigger?
I'll prove it to you.
Piglet, where did you come from?
Lucky thing that fuzzy fringed thingamabob didn't catch you.
- What did you find out? - Awfully fierce and fiercely awful?
At first I thought so, but then I found out...
she's very nice.
Hello, dears.
She called us "dears" again! I could get used to this.
Would you like to come in for that little something?
I'd love to.
- I love little somethings. - But what do we tell Rabbit?
Mama, look at me.
You gotta see Mr Rabbit's garden.
You hear that? Mr Rabbit!
He's got carrots and lettuce and beans, and we played...
Settle down, dear.
Now, what do we say to Mr Rabbit?
Thank you, Mr Rabbit. I had fun.
Well, I certainly enjoyed myself, too.
And you can call me Rabbit.
I like you, Rabbit.
I like you too, Roo.
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.
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'd do something that brave for his friends.
Don't know if I would.
It was a very biggish thing for a littlish guy to do.
We're so worried about him, because we lost him at the honey harvest.
So we're using his book of memories to find him.
- We hope. - Oh, dear Piglet!
But he's so small! He could be in big danger!
Mama, may I help and look for Piglet?
Sorry, Eeyore.
- Can I, Mama? Can I? - Of course, dear.
Piglet needs your help.
Pooh, would you like a cookie before you go?
My heart tells me I should keep looking for Piglet.
But you dears will need something to keep your strength up.
My tummy says yes!
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.
That was the day we made our most splendiferous discovery of all!
Then that's where we shall look!
This is not the way to the North Pole.
Last time, if I reconnoitre correcticly,
the North Pole was 40 minutes south-easterly in that direction,
this way, magnetically speaking.
No. Last time, we went this way.
No, that would be the northeast pole.
No, no, no and no! I know what I'm talking about. It's this way!
Perhaps if we told the story, the story would tell us how to get there.
- Don't forget the part about Piglet! - Piglet? How does Piglet fit in?
Roo's right. It really is a story about Piglet, isn't it?
Nine-ety eight, nine-ety nine,
seventy-twosie and thirteen-ety...
and thirty-sixety...
gravity-defiant, Tiggerific bounces!
Look out below!
Hello, Tigger. Hello, Piglet.
What are you doing?
Just waiting for the other shoe to fall.
I knew it. These things always travel in pairs.
These are Christopher Robin's big boots.
That can mean only one thing.
An expedition!
A which-pedition?
Yes, an expedition. It's when you go off to find a thing.
- What are we going to find? - The North Pole.
- Is it scary? - What is it?
Yeah, we never found one of them before.
Well, it's a thing you discover.
- Are bears good at discovering it? - And Tiggers?
Everyone will come along. And if you see the North Pole, shout "Eureka!"
Why would we do that?
Because it means, "There's the North Pole."
- Eureka! - Where?
Gesundheit!
Sorry. I was just practising.
We need a marching song.
A marching song to help us along.
I like that song.
Silly old bear.
- Would you like a haycorn, Pooh? - No, thank you.
But a cookie would be nice.
Or a banana.
Christopher Robin,
perhaps I could find it easier
if only I were sure...
that is, if I knew what the North Pole looked like.
Well, it's kind of...
It's sort of...
Well, I suppose we'll know exactly what it is when we see it.
Are we there yet?
Pooh!
I just fed my tummy and it's still calling me.
Hey, look at me, Pooh.
- I am. - Pooh, I'm swimming.
Just a moment, Roo. I'm talking to my tummy.
Of course you're swimming.
You shouldn't have had that second cookie.
That's not your stomach, Pooh. It's Roo.
Oh, my! Roo!
I don't believe expotitions usually go into the water.
Quick!
Don't panic. Everything's fine.
Nobody's in any kind of... Specially not Roo.
Do something! Everyone! Do anything!
Don't worry, Roo boy! I'll save you.
Thanks, Tigger. But I don't think I need saving.
I can help.
Piglet, stay out of the way while we save Roo.
Don't want to have to rescue two little guys.
Catch onto my tail, Roo. I'll pull you out.
Just tell me when you're on.
Rabbit, Roo, are we going swimming?
Maybe we can use this to save Roo.
- Give me a push, Pooh. - Thank you, Piglet.
Now I've got him. Faster, Pooh. Faster.
- Pooh? - Where is he, Rabbit?
Pooh, look the other way.
I can see him perfectly from here.
Are you sure, Rabbit?
You're right. You can see better from up here.
There he is.
Roo? Are you OK?
I got you, Roo! I got you.
Here he is, Kanga!
Oh, where'd he go?
You can rescue me now. I'm getting kind of tired.
Use the pole. Use the pole.
No time for fishing, Piglet. We gotta save Roo.
Grab on, Roo.
Pooh, could you please hold this?
Did you see me swimming? That's called swimming, what I was doing.
Pooh Bear!
Pooh Bear, where did you find that stick?
- What stick? - That stick.
Well, I was standing here without a stick,
and then I had a stick, so... maybe the stick found me.
Assembled adventurers, the expedition is over.
Pooh has discovered the North Pole.
- This? - That.
Eureka!
Well, I'll be! That's the North Pole, all right, all righty!
I should have seen it myself.
But... Oh...
Eureka!
Pole-erific! Positively magnetic!
Goodness! Where's Eeyore?
Did you grab on yet, Roo?
Roo?
Somebody?
Anybody?
Hooray for Pooh! I always liked that story.
It has such a lovely end.
But nobody said hooray for Piglet. He was so brave.
For someone so small.
And Piglets hate water.
Come to think of it, so do Tiggers.
Thank you, tail!
Thank you, Piglet. Wherever you are.
Look! Piglet's scarf.
That's it! Come on, let's go.
Missed him again.
Oh, my. You know, Piglet's scarf never goes anywhere without Piglet.
This is more serious than I thought.
Maybe he's in grave danger.
Maybe heffalump's got him.
- Heffalumps? - Or a woosel!
- Woosels! - And now, he's out there somewhere.
With this storm blowing in.
Oh, goodness!
Goodness! Do you think he's going to be all right?
Piglet shall be very all right indeed.
Don't let his small size worry you.
Once, he even made a whole house.
He did?
Do you know the story of "The House at Pooh Corner"?
- No. - Oh, yes, it's right here.
Page three.
On page four.
That's after three.
It's a lovely tale. Don't you think so, Tigger?
Tigger?
- Pooh Corner, remember? - Is this story about Piglet, too?
Why, yes, Roo, it is.
He seems to be the hero of every story.
I was just thinking, Pooh.
Were you thinking of a way to keep warm?
Actually, I was thinking about how you have a house, and I have a house,
and Rabbit and Owl and Christopher Robin all have houses,
but poor Eeyore has nothing.
Well, that's certainly something we can think about.
Think, think, think.
I've got it!
Got what?
We'll build Eeyore a house of his own.
That's a wonderful idea, Pooh.
But, where shall we build it?
Well...
Right here.
Because this is where I thought of it.
And since this is where I thought of it,
we shall call this place Pooh Corner.
Pooh Corner?
Pooh, I was thinking along with you.
Yes, that's true, Piglet.
So, we could call this place Pooh and Piglet Corner.
If Pooh Corner didn't sound better, which it does.
Being smaller and more like a corner.
So, Pooh Corner it is.
Look, snow somersaults.
Bother!
I tried to stop, but it's snow use!
Get it? Snow use! So, what you doing?
We're going to build Eeyore a house at Pooh Corner.
What a Tiggerific idea! What are you going to build it with?
We haven't decided.
I just bounced by a humongerous pile of sticks.
They'd be positively perfect for a donkey house.
Come on! Bounce this way! Follow the bouncing Tigger.
What did I tell you?
More sticks than you can stick a shake at!
It's almost as if someone left them here for us.
I wonder...
Let's get started, so we can finish in time.
In time for what?
Lunch.
There. It's all entirely done.
Let's show old donkey boy the fruits of our elbow grease.
Oh, bother.
I suspectorate there's something wrong with these sticks.
All we wanted was for Eeyore to have his own house.
You know, Eeyore could come live with me.
That is very hospititious of you, Pooh.
Let's go give old donkey boy the good news.
Oh, dear.
Hello!
Pooh Bear! You are just in time. Look what I made.
Why, Christopher Robin, it's wonderful.
What is it?
- Why, it's you, Pooh Bear. - No wonder he looks so familiar.
It looks just like you.
Except for the donkey head.
Eeyore, were you under there the whole time?
I suppose I was.
Weren't you awfully cold?
I've been colder. Last night, for instance, it got downright...
- Freezing. - So I did it. I built myself a house.
Hear that? Eeyore built himself a house.
Just a leaky pile of sticks.
Did you say sticks?
- So you have seen it! - I have? Seen what?
The funny thing about houses is,
they never know if they're coming or going. So they do.
Well, someone, somewhere, must know something.
I do!
- What's that? - A high-stepping pig high-faluter!
I believe it's Piglet on stilts.
Eeyore's house is over there.
Come on, I'll show you.
Toodle-oo.
- Look at that. - Well, I'll be...
Oh, my goodness!
Welcome home, Eeyore.
It's my house, all right.
But I'm sure this isn't where I built it.
Where you built it? But I...
I suppose the wind must have blown it over here.
The wind?
Oh, yeah, the wind!
It's been known to do strange and windy-like things.
I think the wind had a little help.
Right, Piglet?
The important thing is, Eeyore has a house.
And here it is. And it's as good as ever.
- And even never betterer. - You really think so?
Oh, yes. Much more better than ever, even, Piglet.
Just one thing bothers me.
Oh, dear. What might that be?
Afraid I'll lose it again.
Don't worry, Eeyore. I put up a sign, so you'll always know where it is.
Pooh Corner!
Nice.
Hooray for Eeyore's house.
What?
It's a little crowded. But it'll do.
And that is how Piglet got the idea
that you, Eeyore, should have your own house.
You mean Piglet built Eeyore's house all by himself?
Yes, and that's just how much Piglet cares.
Best house I ever had.
And named it after me.
Oh, dear. We'd better find him soon. Roo's getting cold.
Perhaps we should look in the book again.
I just got a Tiggerific idea!
Let's see where the book ends and go there.
No, if we do this in an orderly manner,
we'll find him much quicker.
Now, let's see. We've been there, and there...
But orderlier doesn't seem to be working, does it?
All I'm concerned about is finding Piglet.
- I want to find him, too! - We all want to find him!
Rabbit, look!
- Oh, my! - Oh, my!
- You're ruining it. - I am not.
Hand it over, bunny boy. Finding Piglets is what Tiggers do best.
It's what rabbits do best.
- Tiggers! - No, rabbits.
Stop fighting!
Be careful. That's the only way we have to find Piglet.
There goes our map.
And Piglet's memories.
I only wanted to find Piglet.
We all did.
We'd better go back to Piglet's. We have to get Roo warm and dry.
I do wish I'd called it Pooh And Piglet Corner.
That's the Piglet I know. Always glad to see you.
- Always thoughtful. - Always brave.
Never thinking of himself.
Draw another one, Pooh.
- We gotta get Piglet. - Let's go.
Yes, yes, come on.
Poor Piglet! Oh, goodness!
Piglet!
- Piglet! - Piglet!
Piglet!
Look! Oh, look what I found.
It's one of Piglet's scrapbook pages.
Look, another one.
We can put Piglet's book back together.
- Then we can find him in no time. - Let's keep looking.
I found one.
- Me, too. - Me, too.
Eureka!
- I think... - I found...
Another!
We're getting closer.
- Here's one. - How many does that make?
- Another. - Piglet will be so happy.
What's that over there?
Come back, memory!
One more scrappy page for Piglet's scrappety book.
Hey, look. There it is!
- But how will we get it? - We need help.
That's gotta be dangerous. What could he be thinking?
- Who? - Pooh.
Now, no-one panic!
The first thing we do is not to panic.
Somebody do something! Do anything! Oh, my goodness!
- What are you doing? - I'm just getting Piglet's memories.
- Oh, bother! - Pooh needs help.
Oh, bother, bother!
Rabbit was right. We could use a little help.
Here you go, buddy boy. We made you a rescue rope.
- Out of us. - Me, too.
It's our plan.
- Oh, my! - Pooh, what are you waiting for?
The rescue rope isn't rescuing.
We need a little bit more.
We just need a little help.
- Who's small enough? - Oh, dear! Who can help?
Piglet!
You can do it!
My friends need me!
Hang on, Pooh!
Oh, I'm hanging. Piglet!
Oh, Piglet! Your memories!
We never got to tell Piglet how we feel about him.
Poor Pooh.
Should have told them when we had the chance.
Here you go, Rabbit.
Something must be very sad.
Well, of course it's sad.
Pooh!
Piglet!
Thank goodness you're safe.
We're so glad to see you.
Glad to see me?
It's so good to have you back again.
We've been following your memories all over the Hundred Acre Wood.
And they've led us right to you.
Too bad they're all floating down the river.
- Goodness! - Oh, no!
Oh, bother!
We're ever so sorry, Piglet.
The scrapbook's not that important.
But it showed us the great things you've done.
Oh, I've never done anything great.
Well, of course you have!
- Let's tell him, everyone. - No, let's show him!
I can't stand the excitement.
Here we are.
Go on.
Is that me?
That's you.
I'm so big!
- Well, of course you are. - Why, you're double XL!
If it weren't for you, Piglet, I wouldn't be friends with Roo.
Yeah, and thanks for saving me with the North Pole.
Piglet...
Pooh Corner's not a bad place to live.
I'd say this calls for a celebration.
Come on, chase me.
Here I come. Watch out.
Come on, you can do better than that.
Get him, Roo!
That's funny.
- Look! - Piglet, can I try?
Oh, my!
Do something, everyone.
Good one, Piglet!
- It's carrot cake. - Rabbit, you're a natural!
Delicious!
- Where's Pooh? - Piglet!
I have one more thing to show you.
- But Pooh, your cake. - It can wait. Hurry, Piglet.
We shall have something
right after I show you a little something, Piglet!
It's right over here.
Pooh and Piglet Corner!
Yes, Piglet. It's the least we could do for a very small Piglet,
who's done such very big things.
Thank you, Piglet.