01x52 - The Tale of the Brewing Storm
Posted: 12/03/23 18:42
[theme song playing]
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Go on a run
Run for our lives ♪
♪ We'll tear a hole
in every fence and every wall ♪
♪ Run through the fields ♪
Whoo-hoo!
♪ Run wide and free ♪
♪ And grab a piece of every radish
that we see ♪
♪ Go day and night
Go for it all ♪
[giggles]
♪ It's time to fly, come on,
the wind's begun to blow ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ 'Cause you and I
We weren't made for going slow ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ Adventure calls
The game is on, come on ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
[Peter] The Tale of the Brewing Storm.
Come on.
[all panting]
Phew. We did it.
Everyone okay?
Check.
Mmm. Check.
Okay, let's head for home.
[Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle] Well, pluck my spines.
Huh?
[Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle]
You are a very nasty fox indeed.
Pluck your spines is exactly
what I plan to do before I eat you.
-[laughs evilly]
-[gasps]
Oh, dear.
Help!
Quick, we've got to save
Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle.
I know.
Follow me and bring those onions.
[Benjamin] Mmm-mmm.
-[Lily] Let's go.
-[Benjamin yelps]
-[Mr. Tod chuckles evilly]
-[gasps]
[sniffs]
A little rosemary
and you'll be a tasty treat.
[loud whistling]
Ooh, with a little rabbit dessert
to follow.
[Peter] Not today, Mr. Tod.
Huh? What's that?
-Come on, Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle.
-Oh.
Oh, no, you don't.
Bye-bye, scrummy onions.
I'll never forget you.
[grunting]
[yelps, grunts]
[groans]
Onions.
Ugh. Fabulous.
...started rolling onions
at that nasty Mr. Tod.
Onions, I tell ya.
Wherever did you find them?
-Uh...
-[Mrs. Rabbit] Peter?
-Well...
-Um...
It doesn't matter where they came from.
You should've seen Peter,
he jumped right in to help.
And as quick as a fox,
we were out of there.
We ran so fast,
I could hardly catch my breath.
Well done, children.
Now, how about some soothing chamomile tea
after all that excitement?
-Oh, how lovely.
-[Peter sighs]
-Yummy.
-My favorite.
What's the matter, Peter?
I don't like chamomile tea.
Now, before I forget.
Where's that clean laundry basket
I brought ya?
Here you go, Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle.
Oh, thank you kindly, Lily.
Yay, blankie.
Blankie back.
That's right, Cotton-Tail.
Your favorite blanket,
all clean and fresh and--
-[giggling excitedly]
-Well, pat my tummy and tickle my nose.
-The blanket isn't here.
-[gasps]
I must've left it on the washing line
at the laundry.
-[whimpers]
-Oh, I'm so forgetful.
[gasps] No blankie?
[wailing] Blankie!
[continues sobbing]
Oh, dear, I'm sorry.
Perhaps I should go back and fetch it.
I'll go.
You, Peter?
Rabbits are much faster than hedgehogs.
And I don't want to drink
any chamomile tea.
Please, Mum.
Oh, that would be very kind of you, Peter.
All right.
[sniffles]
Blankie.
-[whimpering]
-[wind howling]
[Mrs. Rabbit]
There could be a storm coming.
You go straight there and back,
okay, Peter?
Uh, sure thing, Mum.
Come on, let's hop to it.
[sobs]
[groaning and panting]
Oh.
[all laughing]
Ah, Benjamin, Peter, Lily,
ah, perfect timing.
Can't stop, Dad.
We're on an important mission.
We're rescuing Cotton-Tail's blanket.
-[thunder rumbling]
-But there's a storm brewing.
That's why we're racing.
We need to get the blanket
before the storm breaks.
[Mr. Bouncer groans]
[grunts]
Wow.
What an amazing invention, Mr. Bouncer.
Why, thank you.
It's my new pedal-powered house sweeper.
[chuckles]
Is that a box pan chip-wringer junction
you're using?
Or is it a simple frequency expander?
[chuckles] Lily Bobtail, you certainly
know a lot about how machines work.
Peter, it'd be a shame
if it got ruined in the rain.
Hmm, you're right.
There's still time to help.
The storm is a long way off.
[thunder rumbling]
[gasps] I hope you're right.
[all grunting]
Okay, time to go.
Hold on.
You might need this.
My turbo-charged pocket pop umbrella.
Whoa, thanks, Dad.
Oh, no.
No, no, thank you all.
-[chuckles]
-How do you close this thing?
Here, let me try.
There you go.
-[thunder clapping loudly]
-Hmm.
-[Mr. Bouncer] Oh.
-[gasps] Let's get Cotton-Tail's blanket.
[quacks] Get inside the coop,
you naughty ducklings, oh.
Oh? Yoo-hoo, rabbits.
Oh, thank goodness.
There's a storm coming
and I can't get my naughty... [quacks]
...ducklings into the coop.
Sorry, Mrs. Puddleduck,
but we have to get Cotton-Tail's blanket.
Oh, gracious me.
Come back, you cheeky things.
Gotcha.
-[thunder clapping loudly]
-[gasps]
Uh-oh, the storm.
We still got time to help.
Come on, guys.
-[Benjamin] Come back--
-[both grunting]
Over there.
This way.
Wait.
-[all grunting]
-There you are.
[chirping]
-[thunder claps]
-[quacks]
[Peter] Safe and sound.
I think that's all of them.
Oh, thank you.
-[chirping]
-[quacks]
Huh?
-[chirps]
-Oops.
Nearly all of them.
-[laughs]
-Thank you, thank you. Ah.
I'd lose my head
if it wasn't fixed to my body.
-[thunder clapping loudly]
-Peter.
The storm is getting really close.
-[thunder claps very loudly]
-[gasps]
[whimpering] Let's go home.
You know what my dad used to say?
"A good rabbit never gives up."
We have to get Cotton-Tail's blanket.
Let's go.
Thank you. [quacks]
[all laughing]
[Nutkin] Stephen, Franny, Cecily, Norman!
If I have to ask you
to stop eating the hazelnuts
one more time...
[gasps] Reinforcements, excellent.
Hey, Peter, Lily, Benjamin, wait up.
Woo-hoo! [laughs]
[grunts]
Sorry, Nutkin,
we're on a very important mission.
-Cotton-Tail's blanket.
-Left at Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle's.
We've got to get it.
A blanket?
More important than gathering food?
-But we--
-Ah, da-da-da-da.
Let me explain.
If we don't get these nuts
into the squirrel camp,
the storm will blow them away forever.
-Correct, Felix?
-Mmm.
Wait, squirrels bury their nuts in winter
to protect them.
I know that for a fact.
[chuckles] Well, that's fascinating, Lily,
but this is the summer.
So, why don't we bury the hazelnuts?
They can't blow away if they're buried.
-Benjamin.
-Yeah?
You're the best digger, start digging.
Got it.
[grunting]
[grunting]
[laughing]
[screaming]
[thunder rumbling]
We better hurry up and get that blanket.
I know a shortcut
to Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle's laundry.
Come on.
Thank you, my friends.
[yelps]
[Mr. Tod whistling]
This is your shortcut?
-[thunder rumbling]
-What was that?
[groans] Looks like rain.
No rabbit hunting today, then.
We can't get past Mr. Tod
without him seeing us.
We'll have to try a different way.
We don't have time.
-Oh, here goes.
-Mmm-mmm.
-[Benjamin whimpering]
-[Mr. Tod whistling]
[humming]
[whimpers] Rabbits are brave,
rabbits are brave.
Come on.
[continues whistling]
Phew. Let's get that blanket.
[sniffs] Hang on a minute.
[sniffs] I smell rabbits
heading that way.
Storm or no storm,
it's a-rabbit hunting I will go.
[chuckles evilly]
Got it.
Cotton-Tail's blanket.
[all laughing and cheering]
-[thunder rumbling]
-[gasps] Whoa.
That storm must be right on top of us.
[gasps] That's not the storm.
That's Mr. Tod.
Well, hello.
[Benjamin whimpering]
Eenie...
-Meenie...
-[Benjamin whimpers]
Miney...
Run!
[coughing]
[growls] Come back here.
♪ Run, rabbit, run ♪
♪ Run like you've never run before ♪
[all panting]
♪ Run, rabbit, run ♪
[gasps]
♪ If he catches you, you're done
So run some more ♪
[yelping]
[grunting]
♪ Those feet are sounding so close to you
What can you do? ♪
♪ Oh, rabbit, run ♪
[pants] I can't run anymore.
That blanket will get soaked.
-[gasps]
-[Mr. Tod] You can run,
but you can't hide, little rabbit.
[Peter] Quick, Benjamin.
[Mr. Tod] Come back here.
Now what?
I know.
Uh... Come on.
[panting] Ah, finally.
The moment I've been waiting for.
-[smacking lips] Yum, yum, yum.
-Peter.
-Lunchtime.
-Back off, Mr. Tod.
[grunting]
Oh, ah, excellent.
Uh, very thoughtful of you.
Keep me dry while I eat you.
I don't think so.
Come on, guys.
-What? Wait.
-[all whooping]
Come back, you wretched creatures.
Oh.
There you go, Cotton-Tail.
[squeals] My blankie.
[coos] I love you.
[chuckles]
Oh, well done, all of ya.
I never would've made it to the laundry
and back before the storm.
That's okay.
And we didn't have to drink
any of that chamomile tea.
[sneezes]
Oh, sounds like you've caught a chill.
-[sneezes]
-[sneezes] I'm okay.
Oh, dear,
it looks like you've all caught one.
You know what'll fix that, don't you?
A nice fresh pot of chamomile tea.
[Peter] No!
[all laughing]
[theme song playing]
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Go on a run
Run for our lives ♪
♪ We'll tear a hole
in every fence and every wall ♪
♪ Run through the fields ♪
Whoo-hoo!
♪ Run wide and free ♪
♪ And grab a piece of every radish
that we see ♪
♪ Go day and night
Go for it all ♪
[giggles]
♪ It's time to fly, come on,
the wind's begun to blow ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ 'Cause you and I
We weren't made for going slow ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ Adventure calls
The game is on, come on ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
[Peter] The Tale of the Brewing Storm.
Come on.
[all panting]
Phew. We did it.
Everyone okay?
Check.
Mmm. Check.
Okay, let's head for home.
[Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle] Well, pluck my spines.
Huh?
[Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle]
You are a very nasty fox indeed.
Pluck your spines is exactly
what I plan to do before I eat you.
-[laughs evilly]
-[gasps]
Oh, dear.
Help!
Quick, we've got to save
Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle.
I know.
Follow me and bring those onions.
[Benjamin] Mmm-mmm.
-[Lily] Let's go.
-[Benjamin yelps]
-[Mr. Tod chuckles evilly]
-[gasps]
[sniffs]
A little rosemary
and you'll be a tasty treat.
[loud whistling]
Ooh, with a little rabbit dessert
to follow.
[Peter] Not today, Mr. Tod.
Huh? What's that?
-Come on, Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle.
-Oh.
Oh, no, you don't.
Bye-bye, scrummy onions.
I'll never forget you.
[grunting]
[yelps, grunts]
[groans]
Onions.
Ugh. Fabulous.
...started rolling onions
at that nasty Mr. Tod.
Onions, I tell ya.
Wherever did you find them?
-Uh...
-[Mrs. Rabbit] Peter?
-Well...
-Um...
It doesn't matter where they came from.
You should've seen Peter,
he jumped right in to help.
And as quick as a fox,
we were out of there.
We ran so fast,
I could hardly catch my breath.
Well done, children.
Now, how about some soothing chamomile tea
after all that excitement?
-Oh, how lovely.
-[Peter sighs]
-Yummy.
-My favorite.
What's the matter, Peter?
I don't like chamomile tea.
Now, before I forget.
Where's that clean laundry basket
I brought ya?
Here you go, Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle.
Oh, thank you kindly, Lily.
Yay, blankie.
Blankie back.
That's right, Cotton-Tail.
Your favorite blanket,
all clean and fresh and--
-[giggling excitedly]
-Well, pat my tummy and tickle my nose.
-The blanket isn't here.
-[gasps]
I must've left it on the washing line
at the laundry.
-[whimpers]
-Oh, I'm so forgetful.
[gasps] No blankie?
[wailing] Blankie!
[continues sobbing]
Oh, dear, I'm sorry.
Perhaps I should go back and fetch it.
I'll go.
You, Peter?
Rabbits are much faster than hedgehogs.
And I don't want to drink
any chamomile tea.
Please, Mum.
Oh, that would be very kind of you, Peter.
All right.
[sniffles]
Blankie.
-[whimpering]
-[wind howling]
[Mrs. Rabbit]
There could be a storm coming.
You go straight there and back,
okay, Peter?
Uh, sure thing, Mum.
Come on, let's hop to it.
[sobs]
[groaning and panting]
Oh.
[all laughing]
Ah, Benjamin, Peter, Lily,
ah, perfect timing.
Can't stop, Dad.
We're on an important mission.
We're rescuing Cotton-Tail's blanket.
-[thunder rumbling]
-But there's a storm brewing.
That's why we're racing.
We need to get the blanket
before the storm breaks.
[Mr. Bouncer groans]
[grunts]
Wow.
What an amazing invention, Mr. Bouncer.
Why, thank you.
It's my new pedal-powered house sweeper.
[chuckles]
Is that a box pan chip-wringer junction
you're using?
Or is it a simple frequency expander?
[chuckles] Lily Bobtail, you certainly
know a lot about how machines work.
Peter, it'd be a shame
if it got ruined in the rain.
Hmm, you're right.
There's still time to help.
The storm is a long way off.
[thunder rumbling]
[gasps] I hope you're right.
[all grunting]
Okay, time to go.
Hold on.
You might need this.
My turbo-charged pocket pop umbrella.
Whoa, thanks, Dad.
Oh, no.
No, no, thank you all.
-[chuckles]
-How do you close this thing?
Here, let me try.
There you go.
-[thunder clapping loudly]
-Hmm.
-[Mr. Bouncer] Oh.
-[gasps] Let's get Cotton-Tail's blanket.
[quacks] Get inside the coop,
you naughty ducklings, oh.
Oh? Yoo-hoo, rabbits.
Oh, thank goodness.
There's a storm coming
and I can't get my naughty... [quacks]
...ducklings into the coop.
Sorry, Mrs. Puddleduck,
but we have to get Cotton-Tail's blanket.
Oh, gracious me.
Come back, you cheeky things.
Gotcha.
-[thunder clapping loudly]
-[gasps]
Uh-oh, the storm.
We still got time to help.
Come on, guys.
-[Benjamin] Come back--
-[both grunting]
Over there.
This way.
Wait.
-[all grunting]
-There you are.
[chirping]
-[thunder claps]
-[quacks]
[Peter] Safe and sound.
I think that's all of them.
Oh, thank you.
-[chirping]
-[quacks]
Huh?
-[chirps]
-Oops.
Nearly all of them.
-[laughs]
-Thank you, thank you. Ah.
I'd lose my head
if it wasn't fixed to my body.
-[thunder clapping loudly]
-Peter.
The storm is getting really close.
-[thunder claps very loudly]
-[gasps]
[whimpering] Let's go home.
You know what my dad used to say?
"A good rabbit never gives up."
We have to get Cotton-Tail's blanket.
Let's go.
Thank you. [quacks]
[all laughing]
[Nutkin] Stephen, Franny, Cecily, Norman!
If I have to ask you
to stop eating the hazelnuts
one more time...
[gasps] Reinforcements, excellent.
Hey, Peter, Lily, Benjamin, wait up.
Woo-hoo! [laughs]
[grunts]
Sorry, Nutkin,
we're on a very important mission.
-Cotton-Tail's blanket.
-Left at Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle's.
We've got to get it.
A blanket?
More important than gathering food?
-But we--
-Ah, da-da-da-da.
Let me explain.
If we don't get these nuts
into the squirrel camp,
the storm will blow them away forever.
-Correct, Felix?
-Mmm.
Wait, squirrels bury their nuts in winter
to protect them.
I know that for a fact.
[chuckles] Well, that's fascinating, Lily,
but this is the summer.
So, why don't we bury the hazelnuts?
They can't blow away if they're buried.
-Benjamin.
-Yeah?
You're the best digger, start digging.
Got it.
[grunting]
[grunting]
[laughing]
[screaming]
[thunder rumbling]
We better hurry up and get that blanket.
I know a shortcut
to Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle's laundry.
Come on.
Thank you, my friends.
[yelps]
[Mr. Tod whistling]
This is your shortcut?
-[thunder rumbling]
-What was that?
[groans] Looks like rain.
No rabbit hunting today, then.
We can't get past Mr. Tod
without him seeing us.
We'll have to try a different way.
We don't have time.
-Oh, here goes.
-Mmm-mmm.
-[Benjamin whimpering]
-[Mr. Tod whistling]
[humming]
[whimpers] Rabbits are brave,
rabbits are brave.
Come on.
[continues whistling]
Phew. Let's get that blanket.
[sniffs] Hang on a minute.
[sniffs] I smell rabbits
heading that way.
Storm or no storm,
it's a-rabbit hunting I will go.
[chuckles evilly]
Got it.
Cotton-Tail's blanket.
[all laughing and cheering]
-[thunder rumbling]
-[gasps] Whoa.
That storm must be right on top of us.
[gasps] That's not the storm.
That's Mr. Tod.
Well, hello.
[Benjamin whimpering]
Eenie...
-Meenie...
-[Benjamin whimpers]
Miney...
Run!
[coughing]
[growls] Come back here.
♪ Run, rabbit, run ♪
♪ Run like you've never run before ♪
[all panting]
♪ Run, rabbit, run ♪
[gasps]
♪ If he catches you, you're done
So run some more ♪
[yelping]
[grunting]
♪ Those feet are sounding so close to you
What can you do? ♪
♪ Oh, rabbit, run ♪
[pants] I can't run anymore.
That blanket will get soaked.
-[gasps]
-[Mr. Tod] You can run,
but you can't hide, little rabbit.
[Peter] Quick, Benjamin.
[Mr. Tod] Come back here.
Now what?
I know.
Uh... Come on.
[panting] Ah, finally.
The moment I've been waiting for.
-[smacking lips] Yum, yum, yum.
-Peter.
-Lunchtime.
-Back off, Mr. Tod.
[grunting]
Oh, ah, excellent.
Uh, very thoughtful of you.
Keep me dry while I eat you.
I don't think so.
Come on, guys.
-What? Wait.
-[all whooping]
Come back, you wretched creatures.
Oh.
There you go, Cotton-Tail.
[squeals] My blankie.
[coos] I love you.
[chuckles]
Oh, well done, all of ya.
I never would've made it to the laundry
and back before the storm.
That's okay.
And we didn't have to drink
any of that chamomile tea.
[sneezes]
Oh, sounds like you've caught a chill.
-[sneezes]
-[sneezes] I'm okay.
Oh, dear,
it looks like you've all caught one.
You know what'll fix that, don't you?
A nice fresh pot of chamomile tea.
[Peter] No!
[all laughing]
[theme song playing]
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪
♪ Peter Rabbit ♪