John Fiedler credited as playing...
Piglet
- Piglet: Pooh, for a bear of very little brain, you sure are a smart one.
- Winnie the Pooh: Thank you, Piglet.
- 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: Whew, yes. Whoops. You see, it's been in the family a long time. It belonged to my grandfather.
- Piglet: [pointing to sign] Oh, that's his name up there. "Trespassers Will." That's short for "Trespassers William."
- Narrator: Trespassers William?
- Piglet: Yes. And Grandma, oh, she called him T.W. That's even shorter.
- Winnie the Pooh: Happy "Winds-day", Piglet.
- Piglet: [being blown away] Well... it isn't... very happy... f-for me.
- Winnie the Pooh: Where are you going, Piglet?
- Piglet: That's what I'm asking myself, where?
- [the wind lifts him up]
- Piglet: W-Whoops! P-P-P-Pooh!
- Winnie the Pooh: [grabbing Piglet's scarf] And what do you think you will answer yourself?
- Winnie the Pooh: Look, look, Piglet. There's something in that tree over there.
- Piglet: Is it one of the f-f-fiercer animals?
- Tigger: Halloo!
- Winnie the Pooh: Yes. It's a "jagular."
- Piglet: W-What do "jagulars" d-do, Pooh?
- Winnie the Pooh: Well, "jagulars" always call,
- [drops Piglet]
- Winnie the Pooh: "Halloo!" And when you look up, they drop on you.
- Piglet: I'm looking *down*, P-P-Pooh.
- Winnie the Pooh: I sure like bouncing. Wasn't that fun, Piglet?
- Piglet: Y-yes, but the best part is when it stops.
- Narrator: Well, in the next chapter, there's a great deal of bouncing.
- Piglet: There is? Oh. I-I have something I forgot to do today, and I shan't be able to do tomorrow, so I 'spose I have to go back and do it n-now. Good-bye, Pooh.
- Winnie the Pooh: Good-bye, Piglet. Now, is the next chapter all about me?
- Narrator: No, it's mostly about Tigger.
- Winnie the Pooh: Oh, bother.
- Narrator: But you're in it.
- Winnie the Pooh: Oh, good. What will I be doing?
- Narrator: Well, Pooh, you'll be sitting in your Thoughtful Spot, thinking as usual.
- Owl: This is just a mild spring zephyr compared to the big wind of '67. Or was it, uh, '76? Oh, well, no matter. Oh, I remember the big blow well.
- Piglet: I'll remember this one, too.
- Owl: It was the year my Aunt Clara went to visit her cousin. Now, her cousin was not only gifted on the glockenspiel, but being a screech owl, also sang soprano in the London Opera.
- Winnie the Pooh: [as Piglet shoves a honey pot into his face; muffled] Thank you, Piglet.
- Owl: You see, her constant praticing so unnerved my aunt that she laid a seagull egg by mistake. Oooooohhhhhh!
- Winnie the Pooh: I sure like bouncing. Wasn't that fun Piglet?
- Piglet: Yes Pooh. But the best part is where it stops.
- Narrator: [chuckles] Well in the next chapter there's a great deal of bouncing.