05x06 - Mister Nobody/Who Do I Look Like?/Little Bear Talks To Himself

[bunniefuu]

[Birds singing]

[Owl hooting]

[Hen squawks]

Cat: boo!

[Squawking]

All: whoa!

[All laughing]

[Laughing]

Good morning, owl.

Owl, do you want to come down and play?

Owl...?

Hmm...

I guess owl's not at home.

[Laughing]

Hello, hen?

Hen, do you want to play?

Hen...?

[Wind blows, jingling]

Hmm...

Scarecrow, have you seen hen?

[Wind blows, jingling]

Hmm...

I guess hen's not at home, either.

Duck?

Do you want to play?

Duck, are you hiding?

I know where you are.

I found you!

You're not duck.

[Croaks]

Oh... I guess duck's not here.

[Giggling]

Cat...?

[Echoes]: do you want to play?

Cat...?

Hmm...

[Grunts]

Got ya!

[Chattering]

Sorry, squirrel.

Oh... Where is everyone?

What can I do now?

Who can I talk to?

Oh...

I'll just have to talk to myself.

Ahem...

Hello, little bear.

How are you?

I'm fine, thank you.

Little bear, look up at the sky.

Hmm...

There's a little speck up there.

An interesting little speck.

Little bear, is it a bird or a bumblebee?

Both: shh...

It can't be a bee

Because bees belong down here with the flowers.

That tiny speck must be a bird.

Congratulations, little bear.

Thank you.

I am a very clever little bear.

Who is little bear talking to?

Looks like he's talking to himself.

Hmm...

What can I do next?

The lake!

Maybe I'll find a friend at the lake!

Owl, why is little bear talking to himself?

I don't know.

Let's follow him and maybe we'll find out.

[Giggling]

Hmm...

What are you looking at?

[Quacks]

Shh!

Why are you hiding from little bear?

We're listening to little bear talk to himself.

Why is he talking to himself?

Maybe little bear needs to talk to himself.

I always talk to myself.

[Giggles]

All: shh!

Sorry.

Something tickled me.

[Hooting giggles]

[Laughs]

[Giggles]

Huh?

[Squeaks]

[Gasps]

What?

Ooh...

Hello.

[Squeaks]

[Gurgling]

Don't worry, I'll get you out.

[Panting]

Oh, thank you.

You're welcome.

You're so tiny.

Such a dear little mouse.

I'm not a dear little mouse.

I'm adeermouse.

That's what I said.

A dear little mouse.

You can be my new friend.

A deer mouse is a kind of mouse.

And I've got to be going. Bye.

Can't you even stay and be friendly?

Oh... I don't need new friends.

I need my old friends!

[Rustling]

Hmm...

[Giggling]

Interesting.

I think I'll climb that tree.

[Grunting...]

There.

Now if my friends come along

I can see them.

Oh... Little bear, you shouldn't feel sad

Because you're friends aren't here...

Maybe they had things to do.

[Duck quacks]

Shh!

That hurt.

Hmm... Interesting.

[Louder]: and when your friends have finished

Whatever they were doing...

Ouch!

Shh...

I'm sure they'll come looking for you.

Ow!

Hey!

[Both giggling]

So just wait for your friends, little bear, and don't be sad.

[Ouching and giggling]

[Little bear laughing]

[Quacks]

Hello, little bear.

Hello, little bear.

Hello, little bear.

We're here!

You're here!

You're all here!

I'm so happy.

I have all the close friends I need right here.

Is this close enough?

[Both chuckle]

[All laughing...]

[Grandmother bear humming...]

[Sniffing]

Mmm...

Can I have one, grandmother bear?

They're not quite ready yet, little bear.

[Whispering]

Oh!

[Deep voice]: guess who?

[Chuckles]

Is it... Grandmother bear?

No... [Giggles]

Is it grandfather bear?

No...

Oh! I know!

Father bear.

Try again.

Well, it feels like father bear's paws.

It isn't father bear.

Hmm... Are you sure it isn't father bear?

[Giggles]

No, it's me, little bear.

Little bear...

Why, you have paws

Just like father bear's.

I do?

Oh, yes.

[Father bear humming...]

Father bear, look!

Look at my paws.

Hmm...

Oh... Yes.

They're very clean.

And they're very big, too.

You're getting bigger every day, little bear.

Mother bear says

My paws look just like yours.

[Giggles]

Mm-hmm...

[Chuckles]

So they do.

One day, they'll be just as big as yours, too.

One day soon.

One day very soon.

Here, grandfather bear, let me help.

[Grunts]

Thank you, little bear.

[Grunting...]

Whoa... Whoa...

My, youare

Getting bigger.

Oh, my.

[Chuckles]

[Grunting]

Ooh! Ouch!

Ouch! Ouch! Oh!

Oh, dear.

Look at that, father bear.

He has feet just like grandmother bear.

Huh?

You mean grandmother bear's dancing feet?

Dancing feet? [Laughs]

Oh, yes... Grandmother bear

Was quite a dancer when she was young.

And she danced just like me?

She sure did.

Come on, little bear

Let's see those dancing feet.

Wait for me.

[Laughing]

[Clapping...]

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Thank you, thank you.

Wonderful. Very good.

You dance wonderfully, little bear.

I have dancing feet, just like grandmother bear.

[Giggles]

[Little bear humming...]

[All clap...]

Ooh!

Mother bear: oh, dear.

Who's this?

That's mother bear...

When she was about your age.

Look at that, little bear.

You have mother bear's eyes.

I do?

Grandfather bear: you sure do.

Let's see.

Exactly alike.

And look at that.

Your ears are exactly alike as well.

[Giggles]

I have your eyes and ears.

[Sniffing]

I smell something.

[Sniffing]

Mmm... So do i.

Oh, the cookies!

[Both laughing]

It's plain to see whose nose you have, little bear.

Is it yours?

No, not mine.

Yours?

Not mine, little bear.

Yours, grandmother bear?

I think you have grandfather bear's nose.

[Sniffing]

I have grandfather bear's nose.

You both have a nose for fresh-baked cookies.

[Both sniffing]

A nose that can appreciate cookies

Is a good nose to have, isn't it, little bear?

The best.

Both: mmm...

Mmm-mmm...

Hmm... Look at this baby bear.

That's you, little bear.

Me?

Was I really that little?

You were once so little, you could fit in my paw.

Could I fit in my paw?

Almost.

I was just a baby.

Not at all the big bear you are now.

Wha...?

Oh...

[Both laughing]

[Both laugh]

Both: he has your laugh.

[Both laughing...]

He has your laugh.

No, he has your laugh.

Mmm...

[Playful growling...]

[Both laugh]

Hmm...

Maybe I have everyone's laugh.

[All laughing...]

Father bear: well, we better be going.

Good-bye, grandfather bear.

Good-bye, grandmother bear.

Let me kiss those eyes...

And ears.

[Giggling...]

Good-bye!

Good-bye!

Good-bye! See you later.

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

Bye. See you soon.

Hmm...

I have your paws, father bear.

Mm-hmm.

And I have your eyes and ears, mother bear.

That's right.

And... I have grandmother bear's dancing feet

And grandfather bear's nose.

That's right, you do.

Hmm...

What is it, little bear?

Who looks like me?

Well... You do.

You look like you.

There's only one little bear.

That's right.

My little bear.

You're one of a kind.

Little bear: fisherman bear...

Fisherman bear?

[Sighs]

Where are you hiding, fisherman bear?

Mother bear: little bear?

Have you seen my sun hat?

No, I haven't, mother bear.

Have you seen fisherman bear?

You can't find him?

I've looked everywhere.

Father bear: mother bear, have you seen my book?

I lost my book.

I lost fisherman bear.

And I can't find my sun hat.

How can everything be lost?

We'll find them, don't worry.

Where?

Did you take fisherman bear outside?

I don't think so.

Hmm... Maybe I left my book outside.

Come on, father bear.

Let's go see.

[Grunts]

Whoa! [Laughs]

[Giggles]

Oh, look.

There's fisherman bear.

I wonder who put him up there.

Not me.

Not me.

Maybe nobody did it.

[Giggles]

Fisherman bear, did nobody put you way up there?

Look, he said yes!

Mister nobody did do it!

[Chuckles]

Maybe mister nobody's reading my book.

Maybe he's sitting in the sun

Reading your book, wearing my sun hat.

Let's go find him, father bear.

Is your book in the hammock?

No, it's not in the hammock.

Now, where did I leave it?

Maybe mister nobody has it.

Mm-hmm, that mischief-maker.

[Giggles]

Look, father bear!

You lost a button on your vest!

I lost a button?

How did I do that?

Maybe mister nobody took the button.

[Chuckles]

Mother bear, mother bear!

Father bear lost a button!

He did?

I think mister nobody took it.

That rascal!

Did you find your hat?

No! And I've looked everywhere.

Where are you going, little bear?

To the house, to see what mister nobody is doing.

Hmm... Interesting.

Where is mister nobody?

Aha!

Hello, mister nobody.

[Giggles]

[Rattling...]

[Giggling]

Hmm...

[Humming...]

What are you looking for, mother bear?

For a button.

For father bear's vest?

Mm-hmm.

Hmm...

Now, where could those buttons have gone?

[Giggles]

Father bear?

Mother bear lost her buttons.

Lost her buttons?

It's true, I can't find my buttons anywhere.

They've disappeared!

Little bear... Are you up to something?

Not me, mother bear, but mister nobody is.

He's always up to something.

He's a mischief-maker.

[Chuckles]

I see... And I wonder what he's up to now.

Did you ever find your sun hat?

No, I never found it.

Did you... Look in the kitchen cupboard?

The cupboard?

Well, maybe I'd better.

Is it in there, mother bear?

No, I don't see my sun hat...

But I do see... A jar of buttons.

[Giggles]

Now, I wonder how my buttons got in the cupboard.

I told you... It was mister nobody.

Yes, but I thought you said he put my sun hat in the cupboard.

Mister nobody's a clever little scamp.

A rascal.

A mischief-maker.

Does he make his mischief everywhere?

Everywhere he goes!

And when will he stop?

Nobody knows!

[Laughs]

Oh, my.

Mother bear, I'm hungry.

Hungry?

Do we have any cookies?

I made cookies this morning.

Oh, I'd love a cookie.

Oh... It's empty.

Empty?

The cookies are gone!

Gone?

How can that be?

I didn't eat them.

I didn't eat them.

Mister nobody strikes again.

He ate them all?

I hope not-- he'll get a tummy ache.

Well, maybe he didn'teatthe cookies.

Maybe he's... Hiding them somewhere.

I wonder where he'd hide them?

In his bedroom?

Cookies aren't allowed in the bedroom.

Mother bear: in the bathtub.

[Giggles]

Cookies in the bathtub?

Hmm...

I'll bet those cookies are in the pantry.

Hmm, let me see.

Oh, my goodness.

What do we have here?

Are they there?

Did you find the cookies?

Yes, I did, but look...

I also found your hat!

My, my!

Father bear: and look...

I even found my book!

Mister nobody strikes again!

Well, I think mister nobody has made enough mischief for one day.

It's time for bed.

[Crickets chirping...]

Little bear: where's the moon?

Hmm... There's no moon tonight.

Mister nobody strikes again?

[Giggles]

Good night, little bear.

Good night, mother bear.

Good night, little bear.

Good night, father bear.

That mischief-maker.

[Giggles]

[Yawns]

[Laughing]