01x37 - The Tale of the Wrecked Treehouse

[bunniefuu]

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[giggles]

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[Peter] The Tale Of The Wrecked Treehouse.

Let's see.

We're so close I can smell it.

[sniffing] Really?

Well, no.

But according to this map,

my dad's old treehouse
is right around here.

Imagine if we found it.
That would be amazing.

Let me see, Peter.

The treehouse
is in an apple tree. [sniffing]

Apple blossom.

We are close.

That apple tree is this way, boys.

I know that for a fact.

[all panting]

[Benjamin grunts]

Ta-da!

Wow! But where's the treehouse?

Maybe it's not here anymore.

[sighs] Oh, well. It was worth a try.

At least we've still got our treehouse.
Let's go back.

-[grunts]
-What's that?

[sniffing]

[gasps, grunts]

Hey, that's my dad's paw print.

It's a sign. He must have made it
to hang in his treehouse.

Wow!

I know just where to put it.

[exclaiming]

A bit to the left.

Uh, now the right.

Okay, now hold it there.

You know, this would be a lot easier
if you opened your eyes, Benjamin.

[gasps, screams]

-[Benjamin] Don't drop me, Peter.
-[grunting]

Watch where you put your paws.

-Ow!
-[Benjamin exclaiming]

-[thuds]
-[Lily chuckling]

[grunts]

Perfect.

I think Dad would have liked his sign
hanging on our treehouse.

A job well done. Thanks mainly to me.

-[rumbling]
-Whoa, somebody's hungry.

-[rumbling continues]
-Um, wasn't me.

[rumbling continues]

That's not a tummy...

[thunder crashing]

...that's a...

[all] Storm!

Back to the burrow.

[Lily and Benjamin scream]

Quick, before the storm hits.

[all panting]

-[thunder crashing]
-[Benjamin whimpering]

It's okay, Benjamin, it's only thunder.

I know...

-[thuds]
-[Benjamin exclaims]

[whimpering]

All right, you three,
let's warm you up with some soup.

-[loud rumbling]
-Wow, what a storm.

-Uh, that was me this time.
-[stomach rumbling]

[all laughing]

Storm's over, come on.

[all gasp]

-[Peter] Push!
-[all grunting]

What a mess.

[Lily gasps]

Look familiar? It's from our treehouse.

What's it doing all the way over here?

We'd better go and check it out.

Oh, no.

[Benjamin gasps] Our treehouse.

[gasps] All my drawings are gone.

[sighs] The telescope's missing too.

[sniffling] It's completely wrecked.

-[sighs]
-[Lily] It'll be okay, Benjamin.

Hopping hazelnuts!

You guys really need to take
better care of your treehouse.

It was the storm, Nutkin.

Storm? Where? I love storms.

Sorry, it's already happened.

Oh. Guess I slept through it.

Hey, that explains
why I woke up next to this.

Our telescope.

There must be pieces of our treehouse
all over the woods.

[gasps] Look.
Tommy Brock's got some of our roof.

Do you know what else is missing?
Your dad's sign.

[gasps] Uh...

Oh, no.

What are we going to do?

There's only one thing to do.

We're going to find every single piece
of our treehouse, starting with that roof.

Let's hop to it.

Ha!

♪ Oh, I do love the wind ♪

♪ It blows things around ♪

♪ Except the pieces I find on the ground ♪

[metal clattering]

-Huh? Rabbits?
-[Benjamin whimpers]

Get off my tin.

No can do, Mr. Brock.

This tin belongs to us.

Isn't that right, Benjamin?

[timidly] Yes. I mean, uh...

[clears throat]

[confidently] Yes.

-I don't care.
-[Benjamin screams]

It's mine now.

[Peter grunting]

-Stop that.
-[both grunting]

No!

-[grunts]
-Sorry,

but our treehouse needs its roof back.

[exclaiming]

Come back here.
I'll turn you into a fur hat.

[groaning]

[laughs]

Whoa!

[Peter laughs]

[all scream]

[laughing] We made it.

Phew! I thought
Tommy Brock was going to get us--

Shh!

[whispers] Come on.

-[all gasp]
-What on earth is that racket?

[groans]

Not more thunder?

[gasps]

[stammers] Mr. Tod.

-[whimpers]
-Shh!

[Mr. Tod] And what are these?

Pictures?

My drawings.

Hmm, a little primitive, but not bad.

I could hang these in the parlor.

Or maybe above the bath. Yes.

Looks like they're Mr. Tod's now.

No way.

-They belong in our treehouse.
-[metal clangs]

Hey, if Mr. Tod doesn't like thunder...

[loud clanging]

[Peter] Ah!

Oh, no! Not another storm.
I can't bear it.

[grunting]

[banging]

[shrieks]

Thunder! My poor, delicate, foxy ears.

-[banging]
-[all laughing]

[yelps]

[all laughing]

Let's grab your drawings
and see what else we can find.

[sighs]

[exclaims, grunts]

[squawking]

-Oh!
-[ducklings chirping]

[Mrs. Puddle-Duck sighs]

-[chuckles]
-Oh, thank you. [laughs]

[exclaims]

Ah, don't worry,
it'll look fine when we've fixed it.

Nutkin, we have fixed it.
It's as good as new.

Huh?

Oh, yeah. [chuckles]

Hooray for us. [cheers]

There's still one thing missing, though.
Our sign.

I don't care how long it takes,
or where it is,

it was my dad's
and we have to get it back.

But we've looked everywhere, Peter.

Maybe not everywhere.

Besides, a good rabbit never gives up.

Hmm. Let's see.

Found it. Yes.

Um, but that's in Mr. McGregor's garden.

[grunting]

Oh, why did the sign have to be here?

Lily, any sign of Mr. McGregor?

All clear so far. But hurry.

-[both grunting]
-Nearly there.

[grunting]

[straining] Got it.

[McGregor whistling]

-What was that?
-[Lily gasps]

Whoa!

Mr. McGregor.

Aah! Let me down.

The sign. Grab the sign.

-[Benjamin straining]
-Quick.

[both grunting]

Oh, hey, watch it.

There.

-[grunts]
-[all screaming]

[footsteps approaching]

[McGregor] Huh?

[groans] Storm must've been worse
than I thought.

-[rabbits gasp]
-[McGregor] Oh, rabbits!

[all panting]

[screams]

Where's Benjamin?

[exclaiming]

[whimpering]

[McGregor] I'll teach you
to meddle with my cabbages.

-Ha, you won't escape me now.
-[whimpers]

-[McGregor grunts]
-[Benjamin screams]

-[McGregor] What?
-[whimpers]

Hey!

[Peter] That was close.

[Lily] Phew!

[McGregor] Where'd this come from?

[sighs]

Wow. Did you see that?

I thought I was a goner,
but then... Swoosh! Pow!

You threw that sign and... Phoo!

[Benjamin cheering]

-[laughing]
-I'm sorry about your dad's sign, Peter.

Yeah, this place
won't feel the same without it.

[Benjamin laughing]

Yes!

Then again,

maybe we can just have
a different special sign.

That's it, Nutkin, just there.

Let me know if you need any help.

I've had a lot of practice
hanging up signs today.

Ah, no need, my friend.

I declare this brand new sign hung up.

Extra special.

I like it.

Our paw-prints look great.

[laughs]

-[Nutkin shrieks, thuds]
-[all gasp]

[groans]

[all laughing]

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