01x02 - The Berenstain Bears and Mama’s New Job / Mighty Milton

[bunniefuu]

♪ Somewhere deep
in bear country ♪

♪ Lives the berenstain
bear family ♪

♪ They're kinda furry
around the torso ♪

♪ They're a lot like people,
only more so ♪

♪ The bare fact is that ♪

♪ They're just like
you and me ♪

♪ The only difference
is they live in a tree ♪

♪ The berenstain bears ♪

♪ When things go wrong,
as things might do ♪

♪ The berenstain bears
will find a way through ♪

♪ Mama, papa,
sister and brother ♪

♪ They'll always be there
for each other ♪

♪ The bare fact is that
they can be sweet as honey ♪

♪ Sometimes you'll find,
they might be just plain funny ♪

♪ The berenstain bears ♪

♪ The berenstain bears ♪

♪

Sister: when
mama gets a job,

The cubs find
it strange...

Brother:
filling her shoes

And dealing
with change.

(Humming happily)

What'cha doing,
mama?

I'm working on
my new quilt, brother.

I've been trying to
finish it for a while,

But today for sure!

I know what you mean.
You do?

I've been trying to fly
my new tether plane, too,

For two whole hours.

I want to fly it for
show and do day at school,

And I'm not good.
But I could be...

With some help.

Co-pilot to pilot:
prepare for takeoff!

Good, good! Now you've
got the hang of it.

Try making a figure eight,
just like you were drawing one.

I'm doing it! I'm flying
a figure eight.

Mama:
wonderful!

Now, practice that and, when you
feel you've mastered it,

We'll try a loop-the-loop.

Okay, thanks, mama.
You're the best.

Oh!

Let me guess.

Show and do day
is coming up.

And you want to show
how you can jump rope,

But you need someone
to keep count for you.

(Giggling) yes, because
I skip faster than I can count.

How did you know, mama?

Didn't you know? All mothers
are mind-readers. Ready?

You're the best
mama ever!

One, two, three,

Four... Huh?
Okay, which one?

I'm painting the last table for
my big furniture sale tomorrow,

But I can't decide.

The bluer blue,
or the not-so-blue blue?

I like... ... That honey
colour you used to use... .

Haven't seen that in... ...

A long time...
, ...

You're right.
Toasty honey yellow it is.

Bears love it.

You have
the best eye, mama.

What would I do
without you?

, , ...

Hmm, you don't see workmanship
like this any more.

Female bear:
you can say
that again.

And I love that
toasty honey colour.

Not to mention the
pinks and the reds.

These quilts will look
fabulous on my cubs' beds.

How much are you
asking for them?

Excuse me! But I think
I saw them first.

Sister:
no! Mama made
those for us!

(Chuckling)

I'm sorry. These quilts
aren't for sale.

I'm just airing them out.

Really?
What a shame.

They're absolutely
wonderful.

I know lots of bears
who'd jump at the chance

To buy quilts like these.

Have you ever thought
of going into business?

(Chuckling)

I think one
business bear in

The family is
enough. Right, mama?

Speaking of which,
can I show

You ladies
some chairs?

Hmm.

(Gulping)

Papa:
oh, thanks, mama.

Looks like the furniture sale
was a success.

Papa:
sure was,
but I don't know how

I'm going to fill
all those orders.

I never thought about
selling my quilts.

But I am one of the best
quilt makers in bear country,

If I do say so myself.

And other quilt makers come
to me for help and advice, too.

Uh-huh...
Honey nut brown

Or toasty honey
yellow? Which one?

You know, if I did
go into business,

Oh, the wonderful
quilts I could make.

Like one with
the change of seasons.

With leaves falling,
pumpkins, a horn of plenty.

(Gasping)

And a spring theme
would be great, too.

With flowers and bluebirds.

(Sighing)

But there just never seems
to be enough time.

Wait till I get the
loop-the-loop working.

Beats skipping to
a thousand any old day.

Mama is going to
count me up to , .

Papa:
come on, you two.

Honey comb pancakes
getting cold.

And where are
you off to today?

I've got a job.

I'm going to open my own
quilt-making business.

(Gasping)

I've given this
a lot of thought.

And my quilt club friends have
offered to help me get it ready.

But, mama, you can't
be a business bear.

You're our mama!

That's no reason why I shouldn't
open my own quilt shop.

A lot of mama bears have jobs.

Mrs. Honeybear is a teacher

And dr. Gert grizzly
is your doctor.

But they're
not our mama.

You know, for me, having
a quilt business is like

Wanting to skip
to one thousand,

Or doing neat tricks
with a tether plane,

Or even making
furniture.

But, but... I don't like it
when things are different.

We like things
the way they are.

Couldn't have said
it better myself.

Things are going to change
around here a bit,

But that's okay.

Not all changes are bad.

But, b-but who's going
to run our tree house

And-- and take care of
the garden and...

Looks like I need
a little help.

But I'm sure my family
is up to the challenge.

But, papa, we need
mama to be here.

Right, we need her
to help us with stuff.

Like, who's going to count
when I skip rope?

And how about
my loop-the-loop?

Papa:
hmm...

Listen to us talking
about me, me, me,

And "who's going to help us?"

There's something else we really
should be thinking about.

How we can help mama?

How can we help mama?

Well, uh, there's a lot
mama does around here:

Laundry, weed the garden,
put the photos in the album,

Drop the books off
at the library,

Help you two get
your homework done...

(Groaning and chuckling)

Tidy your rooms, dust, vacuum,
and take the old toys

To the day bear centre,

Circulate posters
for the church bazaar,

Help out at the library,

And visit sick
ms. Mcgrizz.

Well, if we're going
to help mama...

We better get going.

Now you've got it!
Keep it taut.

, , ,

, ,

, ...

(Sniffing)

Mmm, something
smells good!

Mama's home!

Sister and brother:
yay!

It's supper, mama.

And we made it.
We call it,

Bear family late-night stew.

Guess what?

Sister reached a thousand
jumps today.

Brother counted for me,
and papa helped him do

A loop-the-loop
with his plane.

We had a great flight.

And the cubs helped me
pick paint colours.

I see.

(Sighing)

And we weeded the garden
and vacuumed the floor, too.

At first, we thought, well, when
are we going to get to play?

But then, it was kind of
like playing. Weird, huh?

(Laughing)

It sure is.
Thank you.

I'm very proud of all of you.

And we're very proud
of you, too, mama.

Mama:
I would like to thank
everyone for coming

To the grand opening
of the bear country quilt shop.

And an extra thank you
to my family,

Whose support got me
to this day.

This time,
I saw it first.

Hmmf, I don't think so.

It's okay, it's okay! Look.

Mama made two the very same.

Oh.

(Cash register ringing)

Papa, papa,

Even the mayor and
mrs. Honeypot came!

(Chuckling)

Doesn't surprise me.

As I always said,

"There's plenty of room in this
family for two business bears."

(Cash register ringing)

Whew! What a day.

Every bed in bear country
must have

One of your quilts on it
tonight, mama.

(Laughing)

Yes.
The mayor ordered three!

I say we celebrate with some
bear family late-night stew.

How about we go to beartown
burger for supper instead?

My treat.

(Cheering)

Papa:
a toast...

To a great opening day and
many more great days to come

For mama's bear country
quilt shop.

Does this mean that
we get to have supper

At the beartown burger
every night?

(Laughing)

Mama:
oh, brother.

♪

Brother:
bullies can
point out

What about you
is wrong,

But a good friend
can show you

What about you
is strong.

Whoo hoo! Go brother, yeah!
All right!

Brother, brother, he's so fast,

But he'll never get it
past... Huh?

(Cheering)

Yes!
(Laughing)

Both:
huh?

So what?
Soccer is brother's game.

Brother is going to try
a swish.

Too bad he won't
get his wish.

Huh?

(Straining)

Brother:
yes!

So what? Basketball is
brother's other game.

Cousin fred: nice hit!
Yes!

Cousin fred: yay, brother...
Yeah, whoo hoo, yeah!

I guess baseball is
brother's other, other game.

Right, too-tall?

That's the third time you made
me look like a doofus, brother.

Well, I didn't do it by
myself, too-tall. You helped.

You ever think about joining
the school wrestling team?

Me and the boys could
teach you a few... Moves.

Thanks, but no thanks,
too-tall.

Wrestling is your game,
not mine.

Oh?

Well, you just won
yourself a free lesson.

First thing tomorrow
in the school yard.

Cousin fred:
great game yesterday, brother.

Brother:
yes. Too bad too-tall
didn't think so.

Cousin fred:
if you ask me, too-tall
doesn't think!

Period!

Fuzzy:
uh-oh, looks like
too-tall is fixing

To noogie
some poor cub's skull.

I wonder who that might be.

Why does he like to
pick on you so much?

Ah, it's ok, cousin fred.
I just ignore him.

Hey!

Huh?

(Grunting)

Wah!

Uh-oh.

Looks like a new cub's just
found the welcoming committee.

Hey.

Look at that!
Huh?

(Laughing)

Too-tall:
ha-ha! Made you look.

Hey!
Look over there.

Wha--

(Laughing)

Just like a pack of wolves
on a plump chicken.

Everyone, we have a new student
in our class today.

His name is milton chubb.

Hey, it's massive milton!

What's that, too-tall?

Did you say you volunteered
to read first today?

Uh... I, yeah...

I guess
that's what I said.

Too-tall is not
going to like that.

(Sighing)

Too-tall:
he says his name
is milton chubb.

From now on, we'll
call him flub-a-dub.

(Laughing)

Brother:
milton!

Huh?

(Sighing)

Together:
milton, milton, watch him go.
Watch him dribble off his toe!

Aw, it happens to all of us.

Quick, milton, in there!

Yeah!
Huh?

(Laughing)

Nice going, flub-a-dub,

You just scored
on your own net.

Well, at least
you got it in.

Together:
massive milton is his name.
Every game he plays is lame.

(Laughing)

Huh?

So, what is your game,
milton?

Maybe it's
tiddlywinks?

Nah, I bet it's... Hopscotch.

I guess... I guess
I don't have a game.

No kidding!

(Laughing)

Hey, guys!

Look over there!

Leave him alone, too-tall.

And if we don't?

Come on, milton.

What are you going
to do, brother?

Teach him how to play jacks?

(Laughing)

So, milton is living
on farmer ben's farm?

Brother:
yep.

His parents are farmer ben's
new farm hands. Neat, huh?

Milton, this is sister.

Hi.

Thanks for the
invitation, milton.

Sure! Come on,
I'll show you around.

(Meowing)

(Oinking)

Brother:
yee-haw, get it!

Yeah!

Yee-haw!
Yay, milton!

(Giggling)

Whoa!

Geronimo!

Wow, milton. That was fun.

Yep. I love living here
on the farm, helping my folks...

A lot more than I like
going to school.

Whee!
(Laughing)

Hey, what did you call
that move you did

With the pig, milton?
The flap jack?

(Chuckling)
the pancake.

(Chuckling)
that's it. That was neat.

I got it!

Both: huh?
That's it!

Milton, I'm going to do
what too-tall said.

You're going to teach me jacks?

No, not jacks.

I mean baseball and
basketball and soccer.

Once you get the hang of it,

That'll be the end
of too-tall's teasing.

Okay!

But you have to let me teach you
something in return.

How to milk
a cow?

You got it.

Brother:
ready, milton?

Huh?

Oops.

(Bat cracking)

Brother:
yeah! Get it!

Milton:
oh, no.

Heh-heh-heh...

(Straining)

(Sighing)

(Panting)

Maybe... We should take...
A break.

(Mooing)

Ah, I'm never going
to get the hang of this.

Milton:
oh, it's nothing
to worry about.

No one's ever going to tease you
'cause you can't milk a cow.

I'm never going to get
the hang of any sport, am i?

Ah, well, I
wouldn't say that,

Milton, I mean, well...

Oh well. I guess I'll
always be flub-a-dub chubb.

Nothing we can do about it.

But thanks for trying.

Aw, gee, milton, i...

You can't let those guys
get to you.

It's okay. I got to
go in for supper now.

See you.

(Sighing)

Brother:
and so, too-tall and
the g*ng tease him,

Because he can't catch,

And he can't dribble,
and he can't sh**t.

But what can milton do, brother?

But that's just it.
He can't do anything.

That's what too-tall
and his g*ng think,

Because they're bullies.

Mama is right, brother.

Bullies always look
for people's weaknesses,

What they can't do.

Hmm.

You can have
my vegetables, papa.

But what do you think, brother?

You're his friend.

What does milton's
friend think?

Hey! I-- I was doing
the same thing,

Thinking all the time about
all the stuff milton can't do,

Instead of thinking
about what he can do.

Well, he's a great guy and he's
great at farm stuff:

Feeding the horses,
and milking the cows, and...

But now I think I know
a way milton can

Get too-tall off his back!

Or on his back,
is more like it.

Too-tall:
listen up, team.

Today we start
practicing big-time

For the upcoming
inter-school wrestling meet.

Competition is going to be
tough, so we got to be tougher.

Well, well.

Looks like someone wants to try
out for the team after all.

What about it,
coach?

Well, too-tall, ha-ha,
you're the captain.

Can the team use some new muscle
for the big meet?

You bet, coach. But not
unless they can pin me.

What do you
think, brother?

Can you pin me?

Nope.
Not in a thousand years.

But that's 'cause wrestling
is not my game.

Ready, milton?

Huh?

Flub-a-dub chubb?
Is this some kind of joke?

It's only fair to let milton try
out if he wants.

Right, coach?

Are you, uh,
are you sure

You want to,
milton?

I think so.

Okey-doke, too-tall.
Best of three.

Then we get on with practice.

Smirk: heh-heh-heh.
Go easy on him, too-tall.

(Laughing)
but not too easy, too-tall.

Let's make this quick. I've
got a team to get in shape.

Okay. Whatever you say.

Yah!
Whoa! Oh.

What do you call that
move again, milton?

The pancake.
You okay, too-tall?

Don't worry about me...
I'm fine.

Guess wrestling's my game.

Why didn't you say so before?

I guess, like a lot of people,
I was too busy thinking

About what I couldn't do.

It takes a friend like brother

To help you realize
what you can do.

So...you want
to join the team?

Well, I don't know. I--

Okay, I know. We were
acting like goofs.

We never gave you a chance.

It wasn't right,
and we're sorry.

We'd really like you
on the team.

But only if you want to.
If you don't, that's okay, too.

Welcome to the team.

And that's not all
milton can do.

You should see him milk a cow.

Feet right
into a cat's mouth.

Smirk: cool...
Skuzz: really? Wow!

Yay...
Yeah!

All cheering:
wrestling, wrestling
is his game.

Mighty milton is his name!

Yay, milton!

♪