Pooh's Heffalump Halloween Movie

This could be the room of any small boy,

but it just happens to belong

to a boy named Christopher Robin.

Now, Christopher Robin had many toy animals to play with,

but his very best friend was a bear,

named Winnie The Pooh.

Together, Pooh and his friends shared many grand adventures.

But one of their most unusual

began on an early autumn morning.

It was that time of year again.

That magical time when leaves fall,

and pumpkins grin,

and Spookables roam free.

Halloween had come to the Hundred Acre Wood.

- Boo! - Oh, my!

A very, very small Spookable.

Whatever shall I do?

Don't be afraid, Mama.

It's only me!

- See? - Oh, Roo.

Thank goodness. I'm saved.

Sorry I scared you so bad.

I was just getting ready for Halloween.

Aren't you starting a little early, dear?

I can't help it. I'm so excited.

It's Lumpy's first time trick-or-treating.

Well, that is exciting.

We're going to Piglet's to practice.

- Bye-bye, Mama! - Bye, dear.

Have a good time.

Aah!

- Treat-or-Trick! - Lumpy!

How was that, then? Did I do it right this time?

- Did I? - Almost. But not quite.

It's "trick-or-treat"!

Trick-or-treat!

Got it.

- Roo? - Yeah?

- I don't get it. - It's simple.

We knock on any door, and say "trick-or-treat".

And they give us candy and cider and cookies.

What? Just like that?

Don't worry, Lumpy, you'll get the hang of it.

I'll help you.

This is gonna be the best Halloween ever because it's...

...our first Halloween together.

Come on, let's go practice at Piglet's house.

This is gonna be the most fun you've had in your whole life.

Trick-or-treat.

Boo!

Would you look at that. We frightened them so much,

they forgot to scream. Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Oh, bother.

I don't think we frightened them, Piglet.

Oh, dear. Didn't we scare you at all, Roo?

Maybe a little bit. Right, Lumpy?

Oh, oh, sure.

Ooh, scary.

Why are you wearing those funny faces?

What? Why, these are Halloween masks, Lumpy-boy.

I guess the kid's not from around here.

- This is his first Halloween. - No kidding?

Don't Heffalumps have Heffaween...

I mean, Halloween?

Well, we have Trumplet-Trumpet Day.

Flapadoodle Eve.

- But that's it. - Well, then,

we must make this a very special night, indeed.

Well, what're we waiting for?

Somebody get this Heffalump some candy.

No! No candy for anyone.

Not until the proper time to go trick-or-treating.

Now, if you'll follow me inside, I have all the fun

meticulously planned out.

Now, gather round, everyone.

As you see, I've collected all the candy to be found in the Hundred Acre Wood,

and divided it into equal, easy-to-carry sacks.

Tonight, each of you will take your sack home

and dispense it for trick-or-treating.

Pooh Bear, you'll be trick-or-treating with Piglet.

Roo, you'll be with Lumpy.

- And I'll be with Tigger. - Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

- Yech! - What about me?

Uh, you, Eeyore?

Forgot about me, didn't you?

It figures.

The point is to get organized.

If we follow the plan, we can make this the best Halloween ever.

- Oh, boy! Oh, boy! - Trick-or-treating begins

promptly at the stroke of sunset.

But I don't think my tummy can wait that long, Rabbit.

It wants a treat now.

Well, your tummy will just have to wait, Pooh.

We need to save all the candy for tonight.

See, Lumpy?

This is gonna be a great night of trick-or-treating.

I think I'm gonna like this Heffaween... Hallow...

The word is "Halloween".

And it's time we showed our new friend

what my favorite night of the year is all about.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

* Now, a Halloween-y night is good *

* When we're trick or treatin' through the woods *

* I'll be sneakin' up and peekin' *

* While my tippety toes are creakin' *

* Boogity Boo-in' like a Super Tigger should *

* Well, a sweet treat is just my cup of tea *

* And a tricky-trick is just the treat for me *

* Oh, everybody pay attention

* 'Cause I really hate to mention *

* That the ghoulie ghosts are howling up a tree *

* We are daring to be scaring *

* Who's behind that mask you're wearing *

* We can "Boo!" a spooky greetin' *

* Then we'll share the sweets we're eating *

* When we're home from trick-or-treating with our friends *

* Oh, the Spookables crawl out from where they hide *

* Do you think they might be hiding here inside? *

* Well, together we're more clever *

* We go places they would never! *

* And a boo-hoo-hoo will send 'em for a ride *

* We are daring to be scaring *

* Who's behind that mask you're wearing? *

* We can "Boo!" a spooky greeting *

* Then we'll share the sweets we're eating *

* When we're home from trick-or-treating with our friends *

* We are daring to be scaring *

* Who's behind that mask you're wearing? *

* We can "Boo!" a spooky greeting *

* Then we'll share the sweets we're eating *

* When we're home from trick-or-treating *

* With our friends *

- Boo! - Aah!

Bravo, Tigger.

You've succeeded in terrifying poor Lumpy.

Lumpy, please come out.

Halloween isn't that scary.

- Right, Tigger? - You said it, Roo, old pal.

Not scary is just what it is.

As long as we don't run into the Gobloon, of course. Ooh!

No! N-N-Not the Gobloon!

- What's a Gobloon? - Well, I'm glad you asked.

I didn't wanna leave you in the dark. Hoo-hoo!

The Gobloon is the scardiest fraidifier

that ever scarified on Halloween night.

And he lives in the eeriest part

of the Hundred Acre Woods.

His lair lies beyond the Creepy Cave...

- D-D-Dear. - ...down the Slimy Slide,

and in the Tree of Terror!

There, there, Lumpy.

Don't listen to that lunatic.

There's no such thing as a Gobloon.

You are so wrong, Long-Ears!

- Tigger... - Rabbit...

- Lunatic. - Long ears.

- Whoo-hoo-hoo! - Wrong you are, Long-Ears.

Every Halloween, he roams the woods

for poor victims to turn into jaggedy lanterns.

Jaggedy lanterns!

Lumpy!

I'm sure the Gobloon isn't all bad.

Right, Tigger?

As a point of factin', Roo-boy,

there is one good thing about the Gobloon.

If you catch him, you get to make a wish.

Did you hear that, Lumpy? What kind of wish?

Well, only the wish-iest wish

that you could ever wish about wishing for.

Meaning, anything at all.

- Wow! - Oh, fiddlesticks and nonsense.

There's no such thing as a Gobloon

and that's all there is to it!

Lumpy? Please come out.

- Please? - No, thanks.

Don't want to get turned into a jaggedy lantern.

Lumpy won't come out.

- What do we do? - Hmm.

This is going to require thought, planning, concentration.

Quick, everyone.

"Operation: Extract the Heffalump."

Everyone grab hold. Heave ho!

We have to get organized.

All together now.

Put some muscle into it.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

But I don't wanna come out!

Come on, pull!

Watch my tail, Piglet. Aah!

Ooh! Easy on the stripes back there.

Somehow I don't believe they thought this through.

Come on, little Lumpster, don't be scarified.

The front of me's not coming out.

And the back of me's not coming out.

And neither is my middle.

Whoa!

Hey, who turned out the lights?

Aah!

- It's a Spookable! Help! - Spookables! Run!

- Help! - Oh, my!