01x03 - The Tale of the Greedy Fox

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[voice over]
The Tale of The Greedy Fox.

Hmm. What do we want today?

A carrot, a turnip...?

[Meows]

[laughs] Maybe not the cat, Peter.

[all] Whoa!

Meow!

Look at those scrummy cucumbers!
Watch this.

[grunts]

Oh! My favourite jacket.

[all] Whoa! Fox!

[chuckles]

Mr Tod, can we have our
fishing rod back, please?

Of course, my dear boy.

After all, why on earth
would I want to go fishing...

when I can have rabbit for dinner!

[exclaims]

-Give him back!
-Mr Tod, give me back my friend!

[Peter] Lily, what are you doing? Come on!

[groaning]

Oh, oh, oh! Ow, ow, ow!

You'll slip up one of these days,
Peter Rabbit.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

[growls, sighs]

[Benjamin] Ha! Crab apples.

Nice one, Lily!

-[all laugh]
-[Lily] Yeah!

Do you think we lost him?

Oh, poor Benjamin.
You need a big hug.

-I'd rather have a big cucumber.
-[Peter sniffs]

Or, how about...

oatcakes!

What are they doing out here?

Waiting to be eaten.

Hey! We can't just take them.

If we don't, someone else will.

-But--
-These hot...

sweet...

steaming...

[all] Oatcakes!

[all groan] Oh, my tummy!

[Jemima] Oh!

Someone must have eaten them!

Oh, imagine! Have you seen them?

Oh, oh, have you? Have you?

Oh, what ever has happened
to my freshly baked oatcakes?

-Your oatcakes...
-What oatcakes, Mrs Puddle-Duck?

Only the sweetest, crumbliest
oatcakiest oatcakes I ever did bake!

They must have fallen out of my basket
on the way to the river.

Oh! Someone did eat them.

Imagine!

Yes, imagine,
eating someone else's oatcakes.

-Mr Tod took them.
-[gasps]

Oh! Oh, my!

Oh, dearie me. Oh, my!

Well, there's only one thing to be done.

I shall have words
with that thieving fox right away.

Phew. I thought we were
in trouble there for sure.

Jemima Puddle-Duck's
the one in trouble.

She's heading to Mr Tod's.

And foxes eat ducks...

[gasps] Yeah. This is bad. Very bad.

I didn't think she'd go looking for him.

We've got to stop her.

[Jemima] Stole my oatcakes. The cheek.

I'll go give that fox
a piece of my mind.

I say!
Stop making this infernal hullabaloo.

Oh! And what do we have here?

I will make a hullabawhatsit, Mr Tod.

You ate my oatcakes without asking!

Oatcakes? Ugh. Too plain for me.

I'm more of a... meat-eater.

Oh! Now it's not use telling fibs,
Mr Tod...

But my dear Jemima, to have
one's precious oatcakes stolen

must be exceedingly distressing.

Oh, it is. Exceedingly... ingly.

So, please, let me cook you
a brand-new batch.

It's the very least I can do
for such a fair lady.

Oh, well, you are a gentleman.

And here I was thinking
you were a no-goodnik.

What a silly! [giggles]

[gasps] Mr Tod's lying!

He's not going to cook oatcakes,
he's going to cook Jemima!

Not if we can help it. Come on!

-Oh, dear. I'm such a butter wings.
-Nonsense.

Besides, for such an honoured guest, we
should use only my largest cooking pot.

Ah, here we are.

My recipe for roast duck.

[Jemima] My, this pot is enormous!

I could fit in there myself.

Oh, you don't say.

[Peter] Mrs Puddle-Duck.

-I need to get higher.
-Benjamin, stop moving!

Ah... ah... ah... atchoo!

[all exclaim]

-Oh...
-It's no good.

If we can't get Mrs Puddle-Duck out,
we'll just have to go in.

What? No, Peter.

Vegetables! I've never made oatcakes
with vegetables before.

Oh, don't you...
I mean, don't they look delicious.

Would you mind terribly
putting this orange in your mouth?

-[knocking at door]
-[growls] What on earth?!

Oh, do excuse me for a moment,
won't you?

-Ouch!
-[gasps] Oops.

First a duck. Now rabbits.

A whole feast right on my doorstep.

-[hums]
-Psst! Mrs Puddle-Duck!

[Peter] Oomph.

[Lily] Aha!

-[Lily] And...
-[Mr Tod growls]

-[Lily] Go!
-Gotcha!

-Where are we going?
-Over there.

It's one of Peter's dad's
secret tunnels.

Good old Peter's dad.

[both] Whoa!

Oh, well, so much for the rabbits.

At least there's still duck
to be savoured.

Oh.

Oh! Bothersome fishing rod.

-Mrs Puddle-Duck!
-[continues humming]

[chuckles] Jemima, really.

Oatcakes must be
stirred with one's feet.

Surely you knew.

[growls] Ahem.

Oh, my feet? [laughs]

Oh me, oh my.

-Well, well, if you say so, Mr Tod.
-That's it.

I've got to get her out of here.

[Mr Todd] Hmm.

[Jemima hums]

[Lily] Peter!

Oh, this is bad. This is very, very bad.

With an extra helping of 'uh-oh'.

We've got to do something.

-It's our fishing rod.
-Benjamin, you're a genius.

You want to go fishing now?

We're not going fishing!
We're going to help Peter.

We are? I mean, of course we are.

-[strains]
-Don't let go. Don't let go!

-[strains]
-Almost down.

Hold on tight, Benjamin!

This mixture seems
awfully watery for oatcakes.

Mm. It's almost perfect.

Just needs one more thing... the lid.

Oh no, you don't!

You leave Mrs Puddle-Duck alone.
Or else!

Peter Rabbit! What a surprise.

And just in time
to join us for oatcakes.

Yes, Peter. Do stay for dinner.
I insist!

Now... I wonder who to have
for the main course.

[strains] Lily... I can't... hold...

-Arrgh!
-Arrgh!

-Eeny, meeny, miny...
-[Lily and Benjamin scream]

-Oomph!
-[Jemima exclaims]

[all cough]

Oh me, oh my.

Oh, my poor nerves.

And just look at all this mess!

Rule one of cooking, Mr Tod,
keep a tidy kitchen.

No, this won't do. Good day to you.

-Dizzy duck! [growls]
-[door opens]

Thanks to you, duck is off the menu.

But it's a good thing I prefer rabbits!

[both] Oh, no! Peter!

He might be bigger than us,
but we're quicker. Let's hop to it!

[chuckles]

-Oh!
[Peter laughs]

Hey!

Mr Tod, over here!

♪ Stand your ground ♪

♪ You got no time to get away ♪

♪ Stand your ground ♪

♪ Come on think fast
and you can save the day ♪

-[laughs]
-[both gasp]

♪ You can't just run ♪

♪ This game is all or none ♪

♪ You've got to use your wits
to get you through! ♪

♪ So stand your ground ♪

♪ And look around ♪

-♪ I know you're gonna figure out... ♪
-Quick! The lid!

Peter... Rabbit.

[moans]

[all cheer]

Let's get out of here.

-[Hums]
-Hi, Mrs Puddle-Duck.

Oh! Fancy seeing you again.

We have something to tell you,
Mrs Puddle-Duck, don't we, Peter?

We were the ones
who ate your oatcakes.

[gasps]

-[Peter] We're sorry.
-We made you some more, though.

-Oh...
-They might be a bit burnt.

And, please, Mrs Puddle-Duck,

if a fox ever offers you oatcakes again,

don't take them.

-He was going to eat you!
-[laughs] Eat me?!

A nice gentleman like Mr Tod?

Stuff and nonsense.

-Oh, well... We tried.
-[Lily laughs]

Oh! Mm-mm-mm.

Yum. Crispy.
Just the way I like them.

-[Lily laughs]
-Yum!

[all giggle]

♪ Peter Rabbit ♪

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♪ Peter Rabbit, Peter Rabbit,
Peter Rabbit ♪