Once upon the last day of a golden summer...
there was a boy...
and a bear.
The boy... whom we shall meet in a moment... was called Christopher Robin.
The bear was called Winnie the Pooh.
And together, they had many grand adventures in a remarkable place...
called the Hundred Acre Wood.
But the grandest and most extraordinary of all their adventures...
was still to begin.
Today, I believe...
is a good day for being Pooh.
And here, I should say...
is a good place for being Pooh.
Any reason that I think of...
is a good one for being Pooh.
- But the very best reason of all is... - Pooh Bear.
being with my very best friend, Christopher Robin.
You are just in time for the best part of the day.
- What part is that? - The part when you and me...
become "we."
Pooh, there's something I have to tell you.
Is it something nice?
Not exactly.
Then it can wait.
It can? For how long?
Forever and ever.
Forever and ever
Is a very long time, Pooh
Forever
Isn't long at all
When I'm with you
I wanna call your name forever
And you will always answer forever
And both of us will be forever you and me
Forever and ever
I wanna stay like this forever
If only I could promise forever
Then we could just be we
Forever you and me
Forever and ever
Is a very long time, Pooh
Forever isn't long at all, Christopher
When I'm with you
Oh, I wanna be with you forever
I want you right here beside me forever
One thing you should know
No matter where I go
We'll always be together.
Forever and ever
And so they stayed together...
doing all the things a boy and a bear could do.
And when the day began to end...
Christopher Robin had quite forgotten...
he still had something to tell Pooh.
Pooh Bear, there's one thing we didn't do today.
- And what thing might that be? - Mm, nothing.
Nothing? Christopher Robin...
what exactly is "doing nothing"?
Well, I'm told it means...
going along, listening to all the things you can't hear...
and not bothering.
It's when people say, "What are you two doing?"
And we say, "Oh, nothing." And we do it.
This is sort of a nothing thing we're doing right now.
I wish it could last forever.
Well, then we must do it again tomorrow and the tomorrow after...
and the tomorrow following that.
Pooh Bear, what if...
someday there came a tomorrow...
when we were apart?
As long as we're apart together...
we shall certainly be fine.
Y-Yes, yes, o-of course.
But if, if we weren't together...
if I were somewhere else?
Oh, but you really couldn't be...
as I would be quite lost without you.
Who would I call...
on those days when I'm just not strong enough?
Or brave enough?
- Well, actually... - And who would I ask for advice...
when I didn't know which way to turn?
- Pooh, we... - We...
We simply wouldn't be.
Ohh, Pooh.
If ever there's a tomorrow when we're not together...
there's something you must remember.
And what might that be, Christopher Robin?
You're braver than you believe...
and stronger than you seem and smarter than you think.
Uh-oh. Oh, that's easy.
We're braver than a bee...
and, uh, longer than a tree...
and taller than a goose.
Or, uh, was that a moose?
No, silly old bear.
You're braver than you believe...
and stronger than you seem...
and smarter than you think.
But the most important thing is...
even if we're apart, I'll always be with you.
Always be with you.
Braver than our beans.
Longer when we gleam.
Hello, Christopher Robin.
I can't seem to remember the...
to remember the, uh...
It's autumn?
It is! It's the first day of autumn!
A time of hot-chocolaty mornings...
and toasting-marshmallow evenings.
And best of all...
leaping into leaves!
Oh.
Someone's left a honey pot...
all alone and lonely.
Ooh. With no one to care for it.
I suppose...
I should take it.
Although it might belong to someone.
Although, just as easily not.
Hmm.
Think, think, think.
I believe when a question becomes this sticky...
I should ask my very good friend, Christopher Robin.
Christopher Robin?
Are you here?
Are you there?
Are you anywhere?
Piglet?
Piglet, Christopher Robin is gone!
Christopher...
Chri...
Why, Piglet, whatever are you doing up there?
I'm doing just what Christopher Robin said I should do:
I'm going to look my fear of heights right in the face and conquer it.
That is, if it doesn't conquer me first!
Christopher Ro-obin!
Are you looking for him too?
Hiya, Pooh. Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! What's up?
Hello, Tigger.
Piglet is up.
He-elp!
Oh, relax, Piglet old pal.
There's no difference between plungin' 10,000 feet to the jagged rocks below...
and tumblin' outta bed.
Oh. Really?
Why, sure.
Uh, except for the "splat" at the end, they're practically similar.
Christopher Ro-obin!
Hmm? Clutched in the throes of terror, eh?
Well, I guess I just better bounce up there and get him down.
Stand back. This is gonna take a world's record bounce.
What's the matter with you?
Bein' a second-rate bouncer is not what tiggers like best.
It doesn't matter if you think you're not ripe.
This is Rabbit's garden!
And Rabbit does his harvesting by the book!
As it clearly says in the official almanac...
"Today is...
"the first day of fall following the last day of summer;
harvest day."
- Any questions? - Hello? Hello?
Oh, yes, yes. The rutabaga in the back row. Hello what?
Hello, Rabbit.
Not much of a house.
Just right for not much of a donkey.
Easy come, easy go.
Excuse me, Rabbit...
but would you happen to have a, um...
a, um...
Christopher Robin about you?
No! I haven't seen him!
Bother. He isn't where he should be...
and wasn't where we were...
and seems not to be anywhere where he can tell me...
whose honey this is.
Well, it isn't mine, and I don't have time.
It's harvest day! Says so in the book!
I have carrots to cut, pumpkins to pick, peas to pod...
Well, of course it's mine. It's got my name scribbled all over it.
T-I... double...
Honey? Yuck! Ptooey!
Blech! Tiggers do not like honey.
It isn't mine.
Then again, few things are.
Oh, here!
If only I could find Christopher Robin...
he could tell me whose it is.
Why don't you check the note and find out?
A note! Why, Rabbit, how clever of you.
I'll just read it.
Or would...
if I could.
Perhaps you can, Rabbit.
Hmm! Ha.
I could read this with my eyes closed.
It says...
Well, I could've read it if Tigger hadn't bounced me so.
Tar? Jar?
Oh-ho-ho. "Far!"
"Dear Pooh," it begins.
"Worry about me.
"I'm going...
"far away.
Help." And the note is signed...
"Cram Fromin Bobin."
Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho. "Christopher Robin."
- Christopher Robin? - Gone far away?
Oh, what a frightful thought.
Wait! Oh, why? When? Who authorized it?
Where will we get the strength to go on without him?
Christopher Robin.
My very best, best friend.
It simply cannot be.
Whatever will I do?
I-I wonder, Pooh, if, if perhaps u-until Christopher Robin gets back...
um, I might possibly be your...
best, best friend?
Yeah.
And when Piglet gets sick of you...
we can take over.
Oh, thank you, but you already are...
the very best of my best friends.
You see? You and I can do anything.
But only Christopher Robin and I could do...
nothing.
Poor guy. His very little brain is half gone with grief.
Ha, ha! I've discovered where he went.
Ha, ha, ha. Oh.
An "O." Another "O."
And... Oh, my!
What is it, Owl? Where is it?
Somewhere bad, I fear.
How bad?
On a scale of one to ten...
it's not good.
He has gone to...
"S-C-H-O-O-L."
"Skull."
Skull?
What sort of place is that?
Well, uh, uh, from the very sound of it...
one can tell it's a most forbidding...
and faraway place.
Well, then we must help Christopher Robin.
Help him get back... to here and us...
and me.
Then it's a quest, is it? Ha-ha!
That's the spirit!
The nobility of it.
A long and dangerous journey...
through the great unknown.
- Of course, you'll need a map. - D-D-Dangerous?
Oh, Owl.
You... You wouldn't suppose we'd meet any, uh...
h-h-h-heffalumps?
Oh, thank you. I nearly forgot.
Herds of heffalumps! Ha-ha!
Uh, uh, uh, uh, down here, I fancy, in the...
southeast corner of the far west portion.
W-W-What about w-w-woozles?
Woozles! Wonderful!
Jag-u-lars?
Hoo-hoo-hoo! Just a dozen or three, here, there and yonder.
Not to mention the fabled... hoo-hoo-hoo...
skullasaurus.
S-S-Skullas-s-saurus?
Oh, come, come, come.
Without a monster or two it's hardly a quest.
Merely a gaggle of friends wandering about.
Oh-ho-ho-ho, how I envy you!
Not everyone has the chance to face the unspeakable terrors...
of the great unknown.
Today's the day
In only a matter of moments
You'll all be on your way
What lurks around the corner
Not a soul can say
But I can guess more or less
Hidden dangers Great duress
Ah, the moment of glory is close at hand
Hoo-whee It's gonna be grand
Adventure is a wonderful thing
Pack only the essentials
I'll tell you what to bring
Your strength, your nerve Your hearts, your wits
And for skullasaurus attacks
A first aid kits
Adventure is a hoot and a half
You'll face unearthly dangers and look at them and laugh
The claws The teeth
The chase The thrill
You'll never want to come home
Maybe you never will
That's the beauty of adventure
It's strictly sink or float
It runs you till you're ragged
Then it grabs you by the throat
You struggle to survive it
Though the chances are remote
Hoo-hoo! Lucky you, wish I was coming too
Adventure is a wonderful thing
I almost forgot the very best part.
You not only get to save your friend from the most dangerous place...
namely skull... but from the most dangerous part...
of the most dangerous place... the eye of the skull itself!
Oh, bother.
And you, General Pooh
Off you go Marching high and low
Your friend waits at the end
Right here.
Take a look The map is perfectly clear
With your excellent sense of direction
You've nothing to fear
Through the quicksand and the chasms
Tempting fate and fighting spasms
Dodging avalanching boulders
Remember: Christopher Robin's fate
Rests completely on your shoulders, Pooh
- Excuse me, Owl... - It's up to you
That's the beauty of adventure
The trembling and the dread
I can't think of another thing I'd rather do instead
- Perhaps you could join us? - No, no, you go ahead.
Hoo-hoo! Lucky you! Tallyho and toodle-oo!
Ready now? Noble-chinned!
Chest out, tummy in!
Make a fracas, have a fling. Drop a postcard, give a ring.
Get the lead out! Time to swing!
Whoop-de-doo and bah-dah-bing!
Adventure
Is a wonderful thing
I salute you!
And those of you doomed to never return, I salute you twice!
And so Pooh and his friends crossed over into...
well, that part of the Hundred Acre Wood...
which Owl called "the great unknown."
It was the start of their quest for Christopher Robin.
They would find him, Owl said...
if they could get through the woods.
For the woods, Owl said...
were filled with heffalumps...
and woozles...
and...
who knew how much worse.
Look!
"The upside-down rock.
"If you've made it this far...
"you're where monsters...
are."
- What was that? - Sounded too hungry for a heffalump.
Too plump for a jag-u-lar.
I'd say it's a...
big old buggy-eyed...
saber-toothy skullasaurus.
- Skullasaurus? - Which way do we run?
- Where do we hide? - What's the shortest short cut home?
I believe, uh, that way is a good way.
- Run! - Run, run!
Wait! Wait!
Although this way could be better.
Gimme a break, will ya?
If not over here.
Although...
there might be particularly pleasant as well.
Stop it!
We're getting nowhere fast, Pooh, and that just won't do.
A leader must be someone leaderly, quick-thinking, informed.
Someone like...
me.
Well... Heh-heh. There.
Anyone with half a set of smarts can see we lose the beast...
by cutting across this lovely meadow.
And a lovely meadow it is.
Oh, why, look!
Is that a golden dahlia daffodilus?
Rare for this location.
What exactly is this location, Rabbit?
And might it be nearer Christopher Robin than farther?
Why, uh, uh, we're... we're right here, on course, of course.
Where else would we be?
Owl, where are we?
"Nice peaceful spot." Ha! Indeed.
Oh, d-d-dear! This-This is not the place...
for a small and frightfully fearful animal such as myself.
Or myself.
Or himself.
Thanks for noticin'.
Yes, w-well, p-precisely why I chose it.
No s-skullasauruses would dare follow us in here.
Piglet! Come back!
I can't lose you too!
My, my.
I believe you've made a friend, Piglet.
I believe you're right, Pooh.
Over here!
And another, it seems.
And also that one.
And that one too... as well.
And he... or her. And her. And him!
And they! And them!
Face it, Piglet, old pal.
You're just plain popular.
Some piglets have it...
some donkeys don't.
Oh! I believe, Piglet, they want to take you home with them.
It's very kind of them, I'm sure...
but, uh, I already have a home.
Oh, d-d-dear!
Piglet!
Don't leave!
I wouldn't if I could, but I can't!
Jump, Piglet! We'll catch ya, likely as not!
I would if I could, but they won't let me!
Uh, perhaps you can ask your friends...
to bring you back!
Why, yes...
but I don't know which way "back" is.
It's down here. Look.
I'm afraid I'm too afraid to look.
Ohh, if only Christopher Robin was here.
Christopher Robin!
Piglet, that's it!
He said all I have to do is remember...
that you're, uh, bigger than... a big leaf.
Um, I mean... Uh, bolder when you're not green.
Oh... Or...
Is any of this making you feel any less afraid, Piglet?
I'm afraid not, Pooh.
Oh, bother.
Hmph.
How to get a Piglet down who is very up.
Oh, bother.
Oh, e-excuse me, but is that you, Pooh?
Yes, Piglet, it is.
May we be coming down soon?
I believe so, Piglet.
Uh, how soon?
Very.
Hmm?
That's throwin' your weight around, buddy bear!
Imagine, bein' outnumbered by those buggy boys a zillion to one!
What a guy.
Heh-heh. Uh, brave, indeed.
Now, i-if you don't mind, uh, Cressifer Ribbon...
Rissifer Crobbin... Rossifer Crubbin...
is, uh, this way.
Are you all right, Piglet?
Yes, Pooh. Thank you.
Saving me was, uh, very brave of you.
But you're brave too, Piglet.
Braver than, uh...
uh, something.
I am? Oh! What thing is that?
I'm not sure, Piglet.
Oh, if only I could remember.
This way and that way...
the map led them to all the places Christopher Robin wasn't...
but to none of the places he was.
And still Rabbit refused to realize...
the map didn't know which way it was going.
So, we first head east by south...
then south by east.
Of course, minus the magnetic variation, plus the wind drift...
we clearly go, uh...
this way!
I wonder if those rather forbidding-looking things...
might be the Forbidden Mountains...
where Christopher Robin is.
You're right, Pooh.
You found 'em, buddy bear!
Excuse me.
The way to there is over here.
But, Rabbit, isn't that them...
over there?
Now, which are you going to believe...
this official map or your own eyes?
Look for yourself and you'll see we're right on course.
It's all right there in black and white.
Why would anyone want to wander around wondering which way to go...
when they have a map to follow?
A map is not a guess, an estimation or a hunch.
- A feeling or a foolish intuition - Yes.
- But... - A map is a dependable...
unwavering, inarguably accurate...
Portrayer
Of your position
Never trust your ears your nose, your eyes
Putting faith in them is most unwise
Here's a phrase you all must memorize
In the printed word is where truth lies
- Yes, but, Rabbit... - Never trust your tummies
Your tails or toes
You can't learn a thing from any of those.
Here's another fact I must disclose
From the mighty pen true wisdom flows
If it says so then it is so
If it is so Uh, well, so it is
A thought's not fit to think till it's printed in ink
Then it says it so So it is.
Uh, yes, but I think that...
Never trust that thing between your ears
Brains will get you nowhere fast, my dears
Haven't had a need for mine in years
On the pages where the truth appears
If it says so then it is so
If it is so so it is
A thought's not fit to think till it's printed in ink
- Never differ from or doubt it - Bother.
Or go anywhere without it
Thank goodness we've got this.
So we don't need to fret about it
If it says so
So it is
Aaah! Oh, no! The map! Get the map!
With only half a map, we're... we're less than nowhere!
After that map!
I got it! Don't have it.
I had it! I don't have it now.
I want it again! I got it! I ain't got it. I don't have it.
I got it. Wait, I'll get it! No, I don't... I have it!
Hmm.
I wonder what's causing this tail to fail.
Maybe it just doesn't have what it takes.
Yikes!
Christopher Robin!
Tigger, of all the safer places to be...
I don't think this is one.
- You could fall. - Yeah!
Well, you know what they say:
What doesn't bounce up has gotta fall down.
Eh, there's no time for this! We've had too many delays!
So you just bounce out of there this moment!
No way! The wind isn't right!
But there isn't any wind.
Okay, okay, you got me.
The truth is...
my tail just doesn't have...
enough strength.
Ohh!
Don't worry, Tigger.
Christopher Robin said I just have to remember...
you're, uh, taller than a beam.
Uh, really?
Or was it slower than whipped cream?
Do you feel any bouncier now?
Nope.
Oh!
Perhaps your tail just needs a hand.
Could you bounce up this far?
- Whoa! - Pooh Bear!
Uh, how about now?
No, no, no, no. Thanks for tryin'.
I'm goin' out the way I came in.
A second-rate bouncer.
Oh, Piglet!
Um, uh, uh, Tigger.
Mmm?
Ohh. Okay.
Look at the biceps on that bear.
I don't deserve to dangle from the same precipice.
What's donkey boy sayin'?
I said, "Ouch."
Yike!
Now, don't worry, Piglet. It's only me.
Oh.
Yike!
Now, don't worry, Piglet.
It's only Tigger and Rabbit and Eeyore.
The map! Hoo-hoo! We have it! Whoo-hoo! We can go now!
Worry now, Piglet. It's the skullasaurus.
I know we went over this way, and-and-and I came across it...
but then I lost my way over... and if I don't dig...
Might you know which way Christopher Robin is...
uh, from here, Rabbit?
Uh, uh, well... I mean...
There's this way, of course.
Not that it's the right way.
Uh, we obviously want to go this way.
Though that way's further than farther and then nearer than not.
Although we can't rule out this way.
Now, if Christopher Robin was here, what would he say?
Well, he'd say...
"That Rabbit can't function in this humidity."
That it's not his fault. This fog isn't even on the map!
And that...
"That Rabbit is just not smart enough...
to know where to go or what to do."
Oh! Christopher Robin says, "At a time like this...
all I have to do is remember."
Remember what?
I forget, but it's something like...
"You're smarter when you're pink."
Does that help?
No. I-I-I don't know where we are...
and where we aren't.
And I haven't known for hours.
I've failed us all.
I believe I have as well.
Let's face it: Without Christopher Robin...
we don't have a chance of finding Christopher Robin.
Perhaps we might rest in there...
until this mist is mostly mistless?
End of the road.
Nothin' to do.
And no hope of things gettin' better.
Sounds like Saturday night at my house.
I've tried to find you, Christopher Robin.
I know, Pooh. I... I'm sorry.
You'd have found him by now if, if-if I hadn't...
Pooh Bear?
I've looked all the places you aren't.
I just can't find the places you are.
I only know that you are where I am not.
And where am I?
I wish you were here to tell me.
Perhaps if I were to wish very, very hard.
Come out, moon
Come out, wishing star
Come out, come out
Wherever you are
I'm out here in the dark
All alone and wide awake
Come and find me
I'm empty and I'm cold
And my heart's about to break
Come and find me
I need you to come here and find me
'Cause without you I'm totally lost
I've hung a wish on every star
It hasn't done much good so far
I can only dream of you
Wherever you are
I'll hear you laugh I'll see you smile
I'll be with you
Just for a while
But when the morning comes and the sun begins to rise
I will lose you
Because it's just a dream when I open up my eyes
I will lose you
I used to believe in forever
But forever's too good to be true
I've hung a wish on every star
It hasn't done much good so far
I don't know what else to do
Except to try to dream of you
And wonder if you are dreaming too
Wherever you are
Oh, my.
Wherever you are
Oh, dear!
Piglet?
- Ska-Ska-Ska... - Huh?
Try to be specific.
Skull.
Christopher Robin's in the eye of that thing?
How are we gonna get way up there?
By going in there?
But it's dark.
And f-f-f-frightful.
And we have no idea what we'll f-find.
But we know what's gonna find us.
The skullasaurus!
N-N-Now which way to the eye of the skull?
Don't look at me.
Oh, bother.
Think! Think!
If each of us went where the other one hasn't... Think!
And one were where another wasn't...
Uh, by which I mean to say...
perhaps we should split up?
Why, Pooh Bear...
I believe that's a very smart idea.
I'm so glad you liked it.
Whatever it was.
Christopher Robin.
C-C-Christopher Robin.
Christopher Robin, yoo-hoo.
- What's that? - Oh, d-dear!
Heh-heh. There's nothing to be afraid of.
It's just the wind. Yes, that's right.
Yes. S-See, it's nothing. Nothing at all.
Rabbit?
Christopher Robin!
Come out, come out, wherever you aren't.
Tigger?
Whoo!
Piglet?
Whoa!
Eeyore!
Whoa!
Help!
Tigger! Rabbit! Eeyore!
Thanks for noticin'.
There it is! There it is!
It's the terribibolous skullasaurus I've ever seen!
Not to mention the only one.
Did someone say "skullasaurus"?
Whoa!
Did you hear that? The skullasaurus.
It got Pooh.
Pigwet.
Wabbit! Tigger!
I'm gonna miss that bear.
Oh, Pooh.
Now it sounds like the beastly creature is...
Look there!
The eye of the skull!
Whatever will we do?
Well, we could get the kid outta there.
If anybody has any ideas...
how to get up there, that is.
The map! What's it say?
Oh, my. It's useless.
There's nothing in here about how to get up there.
Why, why, I'd have to figure it out all by myself.
From scratch. I-I... Can I do that?
Yeah. Can he do that?
I could try for Pooh.
Fank you, Wabbit.
I have it!
Tigger, you can bounce Piglet to that ledge up there.
Oh, and, Piglet, you can toss that long viny thing to us down here...
and we'll shimmy on up and rescue Christopher Robin together.
Me? Make a bounce like that...
with a rickety old tail like this?
Oh, contrariwise.
Well, I guess I could try...
if it'd make Pooh happy.
Vewwy, vewwy happy.
It's, uh, a rather high place for a very small animal.
But I'll be brave for Pooh Bear.
One for the money, two for the show...
three because, uh, uh, it comes before four...
and here we go!
You did it!
You know, for a moment...
I almost thought I could hear Pooh Bear...
cheering us on.
Wait for me, Piglet!
Hold on, Eeyore!
Hmm, bother.
I believe if there is no way out...
that I shall have to stay in.
With no more friends.
No more Christopher Robin.
No more "we."
If only I hadn't forgotten what he asked me to remember.
Oh, Christopher Robin...
if you just could have seen Piglet.
He was so much braver than he believes.
And Tigger was stronger than he seems.
And Rabbit, smarter than he thinks.
Even if we're not, I'll always be with you.
Christopher Robin?
Always be with you.
Hmm. It's a rather puzzlesome thing...
but it's almost as if you had never left me.
But that can't be, can it?
Or, can it?
Perhaps you are here.
So even though we're apart...
we really are together.
And then perhaps Owl was mistaken all along.
Perhaps the place where you are is not on a map.
How very nice for... us.
This is it! Oh! It's...
It's...
It's Christopher Robin?
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! You made it!
Oh, how clever of you!
We're so very glad to see you!
- Hello. - Where have you been?
I've been searching everywhere for you.
We've been searching for you, but on the way...
I found something else: that I'm brave enough.
Feast your eyes on this! I'm strong enough!
I found I'm smart enough. Pretty smart, eh?
Didn't have to come clear out here to find it.
Had it inside all along.
Of course you did. It's just like I told... Wait!
- Searching for me? - Why, certainly.
- To save you from skull. - Skull? Oh, no.
I was at school.
- School? - That Owl... Oh!
I knew skull had another "Y" in it.
But, uh, you said to worry about you...
'cause you were going far away.
- Yeah, and you needed help. - No, no, no.
"Don't worry about me.
"I'm not going far away, just to school.
Be back this afternoon. Help yourself to this honey."
And it looks like Pooh did.
Where is Pooh?
Oh, Christopher Robin...
the skullasaurus gobbled him up.
The what?
That's no skullasaurus.
There's only one thing that makes a sound like that:
the rumbly tumbly of a hungry-for-honey Pooh Bear.
Now, Christopher Robin...
I was saving this honey for you.
But since we're together...
if I munched a small smackerel...
you'd have half, would you not?
Although, to be fair to us both...
I should munch twice as much.
But then this would only last half as long.
Oh, it's a bothersome thing eating for two.
When there's company of three!
Oh! Look what someone has left!
Hmm?
Oh!
Silly old bear.
And we looked and looked...
but every place we looked was one of those places you weren't.
And by the time we thought to look where you were...
well, we, um, uh...
Excuse me, Christopher Robin...
but wasn't that a bit, um...
bigger?
Yeah. And a whole lot scarier?
Well, things can seem that way...
when we're alone and afraid...
or so I'm told.
But now there's nothing to be afraid of.
Ooh!
Nothing to be afraid of at all!
The sky is perfectly blue
The clouds are perfect too
And here I am with you
What could be more right
A quest has come to an end
And home's around the bend
And here you are, my friend
What could be more right
Nothing can go wrong if everything is right
And everything is right somehow
Nothing can go wrong as long as everything is right
And everything is right right now
Bees are buzzing around
We're on familiar ground
And look at who we've found
What could be more right
Nothin' can go wrong if everything is right
And everything is right somehow
Nothing can go wrong as long as everything is right
- And everything is right - Top to bottom!
- Everything is right - Thank goodness you've got him!
Everything is right
- Perfectly, wonderfully, totally! - Silly old bear.
Right now
I still am not certain...
why you went to this school, Christopher Robin.
Well, I went there to learn things.
We learn things here.
I mean things like...
where the sun goes at night and how words are spelled.
And how they're not.
Oh, Rabbit will be so proud.
It's rather fun, really, in a different sort of way.
It was scary at first...
but then I remembered how brave Piglet can be...
and that helped.
And sometimes, I didn't think I'd have the strength to go on.
Then I thought of Tigger.
And once, I found myself feeling very much alone.
What did you do then?
I thought of you, Pooh.
It's what I would've done.
Pooh Bear...
I'm told that tomorrow I'll be...
going again.
Again?
Shall I find you again?
No. I'm going to school.
I'll be back, as long as you're here.
Promise me you'll be here.
Always? Even when I'm a hundred?
How old shall I be then?
Ninety-nine.
I promise.
Forever and ever?
Yes, Christopher Robin...
forever and ever.
And so, it is here we shall leave them...
and here we shall find them again...
for the boy and the bear will always be together...
in this remarkable place...
called the Hundred Acre Wood.
Come out, moon
Come out, wishin' star
Come out, come out
Wherever you are
I'm out here in the dark all alone and wide awake
Come and find me
I'm empty and I'm cold
And my heart's about to break
Come and find me
I need you to come here and find me
'Cause without you I'm totally lost
I've hung a wish on every star
It hasn't done much good so far
I can only dream of you
Wherever you are
But when the morning comes
And the sun begins to rise
I will lose you
Because it's just a dream
When I open up my eyes
I will lose you
I used to believe in forever
But forever's too good to be true
I've hung a wish on every star
It hasn't done much good so far
Oh, I can only dream of you
Wherever you are
I'll hear you laugh
And I'll see you smile
I'll be with you
Just for a while
Oh, I'll be there just for a while
Ohhh, yeah, yeah
I'll come and find you
I used to believe in forever
But forever's too good to be true
I've hung a wish on every star
It hasn't done much good so far
Oh, I don't know what else to do
Except to try to dream of you
And wonder if you're dreamin' too
Ooh-hoo
Wherever you are