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The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh is a 1977 American animated musical film produced by Walt Disney Productions and distributed by Buena Vista Distribution. It was first released on March 11, 1977, and had three short film segments.

Directed by John Lounsbery and Wolfgang Reitherman.
Hip Hip Poohray!

The Narrator

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  • This could be the room of any small boy. But it just happens to belong to a boy named, Christopher Robin. Like most small boys, Christopher Robin has toy animals to play with and they all live together in a world of make-believe. But his best friend is a bear called Winnie the Pooh, or Pooh or short. Now, Pooh had some very unusual adventures and they all happened here in the Hundred Acre Wood.
  • Winnie the Pooh lived in this enchanted forest under the name of Sanders, which means he had the name over the door in gold letters and he lived under it. And if Pooh heard his cuckoo clock, he knew it was time for something. But he was a bear of very little brain. Then as he thought, he thought in the thoughtful way he could think.
  • Owl talked from page 41 to page 62, and on page 62, the blustery day turned into a blustery night. To Pooh, it was a very anxious sort of night, filled with anxious sorts of noises, and one of the noises was a sound that had never been heard before.
  • Now, the very blustery night turned into a very rainy night. And, Pooh kept his lonely vigil, hour, after hour, after hour, until at last Pooh fell fast asleep and began to dream.
  • As a matter it was raining all over the Hundred Acre Wood. There was a thunderstorm on page 71, and on page 73, there was a bit of a cloudburst. It rained, and it rained, and it rained.

Winnie the Pooh

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  • If they can't make it to follow with your direction as I shall away with them

Dialogue

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The Narrator: Winnie the Pooh lived in this enchanted forest under the name of Sanders, which means he had the name over the door in gold letters and he lived under it. And if Pooh heard his cuckoo clock... [Winnie the Pooh hears his cuckoo clock sound off] He knew it was time for something. But he was a bear of very little brain. Then as he thought, he thought in the thoughtful way he could think.
Winnie the Pooh: [talking to his reflection in the mirror] Haven't thought of anything, have you? [shakes his head] Well, neither have I. Think, think, think... Oh yes! Time for my stoutness exercise.
The Narrator: Winnie the Pooh crawled out of the gorse bush, brushed the prickles from his nose and began to think again.
Winnie the Pooh: Think, think, think.
The Narrator: And the first person he thought of was...
Winnie the Pooh: Winnie the Pooh?
The Narrator: No. Christopher Robin.
Winnie the Pooh: Oh.
The Narrator: Christopher Robin lived in another part of the forest, where he could be near his friends and help them with their problems. On this summer day, gloomy old Eeyore, being stuffed with sawdust, had lost his tail again.
Christopher Robin: Eeyore, this won't hurt.
Eeyore: Never does.
[Christopher Robin hammers Eeyore's tail back on him]
Christopher Robin: [accidently hurts his hand] Ooh, heh, heh. There now. Did I get your tail back on properly, Eeyore?
Eeyore: No matter. Most likely lose it again anyway.
Owl: It is my considered opinion that Eeyore's tail should be placed a trifle to the... right.
Kanga: Now, if you would ask me, I think it just a wee bit...
Roo: South!
Kanga: No, no. North, dear.
Christopher Robin: Cheer up, Eeyore. Don't be so gloomy. Try swishing it.
[Eeyore successfully swishes his tail]
Owl: It worked, it worked!
Roo: Oh Goody! Hooray!
Eeyore: Thanks. It's not much of a tail, but I'm sort of attached to it.
Winnie the Pooh: [enters] Good morning, Christopher Robin!
Christopher Robin: Oh, good morning, Winnie the Pooh!
Kanga: Good morning, Pooh!
Owl: Good morning, Pooh!
Roo: Good morning, Pooh Bear!
Eeyore: If it is a good morning, which I doubt.
Christopher Robin: What are you looking for, Pooh Bear?
Winnie the Pooh: I just said to myself coming along thinking and wondering if you had such a thing as a umm, such a thing, Christopher... as a balloon about you?
Christopher Robin: What do you want a balloon for?
Winnie the Pooh: Psst... Honey.
Christopher Robin: But you don't get honey with a balloon.
Winnie the Pooh: I do.
Christopher Robin: How?
Winnie the Pooh: I just fly like a bee, up to the honey tree, see!
Christopher Robin: But, just a minute. You can't fool the bees that way.
Winnie the Pooh: You'll see. Now, would you be so kind as to pull me to a muddy place of which I know of?
The Narrator: So Christopher Robin pulled Winnie the Pooh to the very muddy place. And Pooh rolled and rolled until he was black all over.
Winnie the Pooh: [covering himself with black mud] There, now. [chuckles] Isn't it a clever disguise?
Christopher Robin: What are you supposed to be?
Winnie the Pooh: [looks at himself] I'm a little black rain cloud, of course.
Christopher Robin: [chuckles] Silly old bear.
Winnie the Pooh: Now, would you aim me as the bees, please?
Christopher Robin: Careful, Pooh. Hold on tight. [hands Pooh the balloon]
Winnie the Pooh: Yes.
Christopher Robin: Four!
Winnie the Pooh: Yes.
Christopher Robin: Three!
Winnie the Pooh: Yes.
Christopher Robin: Two!
Winnie the Pooh: Yes!
Christopher Robin: [launches Pooh and his balloon high up] One!
Winnie the Pooh: [in a sticky voice] I must be going now. Goodbye, Rabbit.
Rabbit: Well, goodbye, if you're sure you won't have any more.
Winnie the Pooh: [turns to leave then stops] Is there any more?
Rabbit: No, there isn't.
Winnie the Pooh: I thought not. [tries to climb out the front door but gets stuck]
Winnie the Pooh: Oh, oh, help and bother! I'm stuck.
Rabbit: Oh, dear. Oh, gracious. Oh. [tries to push Pooh out] Well, it all comes from eating too much.
Winnie the Pooh: [strains] It all comes from not having front doors big enough!
Owl: Blast it all!
Gopher: Good idea! We'll dynamite! Save time.
Owl: Eh, what's the charge?
Gopher: The charge? Oh, about seven sticks of dynamite.
Owl: Oh, no, no, no, no! The cost! The charge in money.
Gopher: Nope, no charge account. I work strictly cash.
Owl: Obviously, but, I should think...
Gopher: Well, I can't stand around lollygagging all day. I got a tight schedule. [falls down a hole, screaming] If you think it over, let me know. You got my card. I'm not in the book, you know.
Owl: Oh. Dash it all, he's gone.
Pooh: After all, he's not in the book, you know.
Owl: Oh.
Kanga: Pooh, Roo has a little surprise for you.
Roo: Flowers.
Pooh: Honeysuckle! [tries to eat flowers]
Kanga: No, Pooh. You don't eat them. You smell them.
Winnie the Pooh: Oh. [Winnie the Pooh sniffs the flowers]
Rabbit: It's not bad, not bad at all. It's rather good I think.
[Winnie the Pooh sneezes, much to Rabbit's dismay]
Rabbit: Why did I ever invite that bear to lunch? Why, oh, why, oh, why?
Winnie the Pooh: Could you spare a small smackerel?
Gopher: Say, you ought to do something about that speech impediment, sonny. [offers Winnie the Pooh his jar of honey]
Winnie the Pooh: Oh, thank you, Gopher.
Rabbit: There he goes!
Gopher: Sufferin' sassafrass! He is sailing clean out of the book! Quick, turn the page!
[Winnie the Pooh lands in a hollow in a tree]
Eeyore: Stuck again.
Christopher Robin: Don't worry, Pooh! We'll get you out!
Winnie the Pooh: No hurry. Take your time. Yum, yum! [singing] Bears love honey and I'm a Pooh bear! Yum, yum, yum, yum! Time for something sweet!
The Narrator: So we come to the next chapter, in which...
Winnie the Pooh: But, I haven't finished yet!
The Narrator: But, Pooh, you're in the next chapter.
Winnie the Pooh: Oh. What happens to me?
The Narrator: Well, let's turn the page and find out. Now one fine day, the east wind traded places with the west wind, and that's turned things up a bit all through the Hundred Acre Wood.
The Narrator: Now, Piglet lived in the middle of the forest in a very grand house in the middle of a beech tree. And Piglet loved it very much.
Piglet: [as he's sweeping the leaves on the ground] Yes. Oops. You see its been in the family a long time, a... it belonged to my grandfather. Oh, that's his name up there, "Trespassers Will", that's short for a...Trespassers William.
The Narrator: Trespassers William?
Piglet: Yes, and Grandma, she called him TW. That's even shorter.
The Narrator: Yes, yes, yes, and on this blustery day...
Piglet: [gets caught by a leaf bigger than him] Whoa!
The Narrator: ...the wind was giving you a bit of a bother.
Piglet: Now, you've been here before. I don't mind the leaves that are leaving. It's the leaves that are coming.
[Owl's Tree crashes to the ground]
Piglet: Oh dear, oh dear, dear!
Owl: [pops up] Well, I say! Someone hasn't - [Winnie the Pooh pops up as well] Pooh. Did you do it?
Winnie the Pooh: [shakes his head] I don't think so.
The Narrator: As soon as Christopher Robin heard of the disaster, he hurried to the scene of Owl's misfortune.
Christopher Robin: What a pity. Owl, I don't think we will ever be able to fix it.
Eeyore: If you ask me, when a house looks like that, it's time to find another one.
Christopher Robin: That's a very good idea, Eeyore.
Eeyore: It might take a day or two, but I'll find a new one.
Tigger: Honey! Oh, boy, honey! That's what Tiggers like best.
Winnie the Pooh: I was afraid of that.
Tigger: [gulps down a few handfuls] Oh, say. [chuckles, then smacks] Yuck! Tiggers don't like honey!
Winnie the Pooh: But you said that you liked....
Tigger: Yeah, that icky, sticky stuff is only fit for Heffalumps and Woozles.
Winnie the Pooh: You mean Elephants and Weasels.
Tigger: That's what I said, Heffalumps and Woozles.
The Narrator: So the Hundred Acre Wood got floodier and floodier. But the water couldn't come up to Christopher Robin's house, so that's where everyone was gathering. It was a time of great excitement. But in the midst of all excitement, Eeyore stubbornly stuck to his task of house hunting for Owl.
Eeyore: There's one. Cozy cottage. Nice location. Bit damp for Owl though. [the house sinks into the water]
The Narrator: Meanwhile, little Roo made an important discovery.
Roo: Look! I've rescued a bottle! And it's got something in it too!
Christopher Robin: It's a message! And it says: "Help! P-P-Piglet Me!" Owl, you fly over to Piglet's house, and tell him we'll make a rescue.
Owl: A rescue! Yes, yes, of course, of course.
The Narrator: So, Owl flew out the flood and he soon spotted two tiny objects below him. One was little Piglet caught in the whirlpool, and the other was Pooh trying to get the last bit of honey from the pot.
Winnie the Pooh: Good-bye, Piglet. Now, is the next chapter all about me?
The Narrator: No, no, it's mostly about Tigger.
Winnie the Pooh: Oh, brother.
The Narrator: But, you're in it.
Winnie the Pooh: Oh, good. What will I be doing?
The Narrator: Well there goes Tigger, always bouncing in on his friends when they least expect him. [the scene fades to Piglet sweeping up leaves when Tigger bounces him]
Kanga: Oh, my goodness! Roo, how did you get way up there?
Roo: Easy, Mama! We bounced up!
Kanga: Oh, gracious. Do be careful, dear!
Roo: I'm alright, Mama, but Tigger's stuck! [giggles]
Kanga: Oh, what a shame. That's too bad.
Christopher Robin: Pooh, what do you like doing best in the world?
Winnie the Pooh: What I like best is me going to visit you and you saying "how about a smackarill of honey?"
Christopher Robin: I like that too. But what I like best is just doing nothing.
Winnie the Pooh: How do you do just nothing?
Christopher Robin: Well, it's when the grown-ups ask" what are you going to do?" and you're saying nothing and then you go out and do it.
Winnie the Pooh: I like that. Let's do it all the time!
Christopher Robin: You know something Pooh? I'm not going to do just nothing any more.
Winnie the Pooh: You mean never again?
Christopher Robin: Well, not so much. Pooh, when I'm away just doing nothing will you come up here sometimes?
Winnie the Pooh: You mean alone? Just me?
Christopher Robin: Yes. And Pooh. Promise you won't forget me, ever?
Winnie the Pooh: Oh I won't Christopher, I promise.
Christopher Robin: Not even when I'm a hundred?
Winnie the Pooh: How old shall I be then?
Christopher Robin: Ninety-nine, silly old bear.
The Narrator: Wherever they go and whatever happens to them on the way in that enchanted place on top of the forest, a little bear will always be waiting.

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