Winnie the Pooh: A Very Merry Pooh Year Page #3

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Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! No, two houses.

Oh, split the difference.

Make it a whole condominimum.

- Well, thanks.

-And four snowshoes for Tigger,

so he can bounce six times higher.

Say, I like this guy's mathematicals.

RABBIT:

No, spring-powered snowshoes

so he can bounce halfway to the moon.

Thanks, Rabbit.

And ten pots of honey for Pooh.

- Eleven.

-it's the season of giving.

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! This is gonna be

the bestest Christmas of all!

Christmas? Oh, dear, what time is it?

Half past the day before Christmas.

-[RINGS]

-ALL:
The day before Christmas?

Oh, my gosh! Quick! Quick!

Get that to Sandy,

hasty posty.

- But aren't you coming with us?

-With all the stuff we're getting,

we gotta find a bigger tree

to put it under.

Is the wind pointing

to the North Pole, Piglet?

Uh... I'm not sure, Pooh.

And I don't think the

wind is sure either.

I'm certain the letter knows its way.

[GOPHER SNORING]

[CLOCK TICKING]

RABBIT:
Gopher's not going to like this.

Yeah, but if we was to let him

hibernate through Christmas,

he'd hate us in the morning.

[ALARM BLARING]

Suf... Sufferin' mistletoe!

Can't a rodent

get a little sleep around here?

- Yeah, but, Gopher, we need your help.

-Got a big job for ya.

[MOANING] Come back in the spring.

- But this is for Santa Claus.

-Sandy Claus?

[HAMMERING]

[MOANING] All I gotta say is

old Saint Nick better appreciate this.

[GROANING]

Tell me where you want it!

Tell me where you want it!

- Over here.

-Thataway.

- To your left.

-Right.

- Your other right.

-This way!

Over there. Keep going. Keep going.

RABBIT:
Here's a perfect place.

TIGGER:
Over here!

RABBIT:
Think that's the best spot?

TIGGER:
Okay, okay, there!

[GRUNTS]

BOTH:
Perfect!

See you in the morning, Piglet.

[CHUCKLES]

- Christmas morning.

-Pooh, look!

[MOANING] Tra-la-la-la-la-la...

La-la-la.

Oh! Santa will be so happy.

This is going to be the most

wonderful Christmas ever.

[CHUCKLES]

Oh, bother.

PIGLET:
[GASPS] Our letter to Santa.

Yes, it must have followed me home.

For when I got there, so was it.

But Pooh, tomorrow's Christmas.

I didn't even know what I wanted,

and now I'm sure not to get it.

I'm sorry, Piglet. But I'm sure

it would have been wonderful.

Oh, no, what about Tigger's gift?

And Rabbit's? And...

Christopher Robin's sled!

Piglet, we are going to find a way

to bring Christmas to everyone,

or my name isn't Winnie the Pooh.

Which it is.

[SNORING]

[MUTTERING]

[CHUCKLING]

You're supposed to be asleep

when Sandy Claus comes, you know.

[GROWLING]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

[GASPS] Who could that possibly be

at this time of night?

[LAUGHING] As if I didn't know.

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