- [first lines]
- Little Bear: Come on, slowpoke! We're going to be late! Whoa!
- Father Bear: [muffled, through a sandwich in his mouth] Pudding hill
- [removes sandwich]
- Father Bear: - Pudding Hill will still be there, Little Bear!
- Little Bear: But I want to be there, too.
- [last lines]
- Mother Bear: [accepting a hug from Little Bear] Oh my goodness, you're getting so big!
- Little Bear: But not too big, right?
- Mother Bear: Never too big. You will always be my Little Bear.
- Little Bear: [shrugging his shoulders walks over opens a chest and pulls out a cardboard box with wire springs on the top and puts it on his head] Cub.
- [Cub is nowhere in sight]
- Little Bear: Cub? Cub?
- Little Bear: [not taking no for an answer sticks a colander on Cub's head] You can't go to the moon without a space helmet.
- Little Bear: [opens the drawer pulls out a pair of wooden spoons and sticks them in the handles of the colander] There perfect.
- Cub: [sees Little Bear and Father Bear cooking the flapjacks] Do you have to burn everything you eat?
- Owl: [flying back to pudding hill hooting] I've flown all over the area. It's so thick down there I can't see anything.
- Moose: We should probably tell Mother Bear and Father Bear.
- [cat, moose, hen and owl start to descend pudding hill]
- Cub: [gets his flapjacks served under the table] Mmmm
- [gets ready to take a bite when Little Bear stops him]
- Little Bear: Wait! You have to put some syrup on it.
- [pours an excessively large amount of Maple Syrup on Cub's flapjacks]
- Cub: [takes a bite of a flapjack] Mmm, Mmm, Mmmm
- [Little Bear sets the pitcher of maple syrup back on table as Cub hits his head on the bottom of table]
- Cub: Ow!
- Little Bear: [eating the flapjacks] Mmm
- [gets ready to take another bite and gasps when he notices Cub is next to him thinking Cub is going to take his flapjacks he covers them with his arm]
- Cub: It tastes sort of like honey.
- Little Bear: It's maple syrup.
- Cub: It's really good.
- [Little Bear now starts eating nervously]
- Father Bear: Want some more Cub?
- [puts a plate of Flapjacks on the table]
- Duck: Oh I don't like the wilderness! Especially, being lost in it
- [falls into a thicket]
- Little Bear: It's okay Duck, everything will be fine.
- Duck: Thanks.
- [knocks into a bush]
- Cub: Duck you'll love out here when you get used to it
- Duck: I'm trying to but. Ow! It's not a very friendly. Ohhh
- Cub: But it's a beautiful place.
- Duck: I can't tell how beautiful it is I can't see any of it it's so... OUCH! Black!
- [looks over to a bush and hears rustling and two red foxes jump out]
- Poppy: Poppy
- Pete: Pete
- Poppy: Poppy
- Poppy: Pete
- Duck: Ahhhh
- [flys into the air]
- Cub: Poppy and Pete boy am I glad to see you guys.
- Little Bear: [realizing that night is quickly falling and their still walking through the wilderness] Cub it's getting very dark.
- Duck: [falls on the ground] I can hardly see anything.
- Little Bear: Are you sure you know where we're going?
- Cub: [uncertain] Well we'll know. Not for sure.
- Duck: [annoyed] I knew it now we're lost, and their having a nice search party without us!
- Mother Moose: [to the mountain lion] Good day and goodbye.
- Little Moose: Mother.
- Mother Moose: I've been looking everywhere for you.
- [her son puts his head down]
- Mother Moose: Come on Little Moose.
- Little Moose: But I want to stay here. I want to play with my new friends.
- Mother Moose: You can play with them a different day.
- Little Moose: [sulking] Goodbye.
- Little Bear: [to Little Moose] Goodbye Little Moose.
- Mother Moose: [to Little Bear and Cub] You two should be more careful.
- [they leave]
- Little Bear: [sees a large Mountain Lion that appeared but sees no harm in its presence] Oh hello there.
- [approaches the creature]
- Little Bear: I'm Little Bear what's your name?
- [the Mountain Lion backs up as Little Bear continues to approach him he growls]
- Little Bear: You're not afraid to are you?
- Mountain Lion: Afraid.
- Little Bear: Father Bear and I are camping out in Pudding Hill it's our favorite place.
- Mountain Lion: Father
- Little Bear: I even met another Bear but he sure plays rough.
- Mountain Lion: Hmmm
- Little Bear: I also met a little moose too but he was pretty afraid. Do you know him?
- Mountain Lion: No.
- Little Bear: Anyway
- [the Mountain Lion resumes growling at Little Bear]
- Little Bear: is that your tummy growling? You must be hungry.
- Mountain Lion: Famished.
- [the Mountain Lion gets ready to attack Little Bear but Cub comes out of nowhere and pushes him into the stream]
Contribute to this page
Suggest an edit or add missing content
