Winnie the Pooh: Sharing and Caring (1994-2000 VHS)

Release Date

 * May 6, 1994
 * September 8, 1995
 * July 16, 1996
 * February 18, 1997
 * March 3, 1998
 * January 5, 1999
 * March 7, 2000

Stock Number
2459 (1994-2000 VHS)

List Price
$12.99

Aspect Ratio
4:3

Format
T-40 (Standard Play, NTSC)

Audio
Hi-Fi Stereo

'Language(s)
English

Subtitles
English (Closed Captioned)

Episode

 * 1) Lights Out
 * 2) The Rats Who Came to Dinner
 * 3) No Rabbit's a Fortress

Opening Logos (cont.)
Wal Disney Home Video

Opening Titles
Winnie the Pooh Learning: Sharing and Caring

Episodes Titles
"Lights Out"

Transcript
Rabbit: This is the last straw. Pooh! Pooh bear! Open this door this very... minute!

Pooh: Hello, Rabbit!

Rabbit: Enough small talk, Pooh! I want my shovel and I'm going to get it!

Pooh: Your shovel?

Rabbit: You promised you'd return it last week! You silly bear, if I don't begin planting my carrots... exactly at the stroke of 12.00... how will they grow up to be midnight snacks?!

Pooh: I don't know, Rabbit. How?

Rabbit: Pooh! No more borrowing! Shovel! Now!

Pooh: Actually, I think I left it in the closet. But, Rabbit...

Rabbit: No "buts" about it!

Pooh: There you go, Rabbit! Your shovel!

Rabbit: Pooh bear borrows this... Pooh bear borrows that... Who does he think I am? Of course, there is one problem... with planting carrots in the dark. You can't see what you're doing.

(Gopher Snoring)

Rabbit: I'm certain Gopher won't mind my borrowing his helmet. I'll have it back to him before he knows it.

(Rabbit and Gopher Snoring)

Gopher: (Screams) Robbers! Buglars! A body can't even sleep... without getting something snatched, see?

Pooh: It looks like your head, Gopher.

Tigger: Yep, it's a head, alright!

Gopher: Well, there's supposed to be a helmet on it! Someone borrowed my helmet!

Rabbit: Borrowed? Oh, my! I forgot to return Gopher's helmet! Me!

Piglet: Oh, dear! And without your light, it's so dark.

Gopher: Yeah, isn't it.

Tigger: Good thing you're not afraid of the dark, Gopher?

Gopher: Yeah. Good thing. And who knows what's living down there? Living?

Tigger: Yeah... like jagulars.

Piglet: Jagulars?!

Tigger: Or heffalumps.

Gopher: Heffamadingles?

Tigger: Or maybe... woozles.

Gopher: Woozles?

Tigger: Yeah. You never know what kind of... ickety-stickety things live down in the... dark.

Gopher: Dark? (Screams)

Pooh: I wonder if it was I who lost Gopher's helmet.

Rabbit: No, no, I'm sure it wasn't, uh, you.

Pooh: Well, I have been borrowing a lot of things lately... and, since I don't remember losing it... I must've lost it. If I did remember, then it wouldn't be lost.

Piglet: Oh, Pooh, how could you?

Gopher: Yeah! How could you?

Rabbit: Look. Maybe it'll show up... very soon... any second. Where is it? Where is it? It has to be here somewhere. Oh, my. I must've buried it.

Piglet: Pooh, do you think it's a good idea... to go down there all alone? In the... dark?

Gopher: Dark? (Screams)

Pooh: But I'm not alone, Piglet. I have my jar of honey.

Piglet: But do you remember leaving Gopher's helmet in his tunnels?

Pooh: No, but I also don't remember taking his helmet. Therefore, I probably lost it where I don't remember going. (Screams)

Rabbit: Where is it? It's here! It's gotta be here! Oh, no, no! Where? Where?

Pooh: Now, which way would I go if I was a lost helmet? Looks like helmet tracks. Hello?

Piglet: Something's... down there in the dark.

Gopher: Dark?!

(Gopher Screams)

Eeyore: Can't say I like my face, either.

Rabbit: What do I do? What do I do? I gotta find it. Gotta find it. Gotta find it!

(Gopher Screams)

Piglet: Rabbit, quick! Pooh! Pooh! Hurry! The ladder! The boom. Boom. And noises! And the honey jar! And he's all alone. And-- And--

Tigger: Ol' fluff 'n' stuff went to find Gopher's helmet.

Rabbit: What? Doesn't he know he could get lost in the dark?

Gopher: Dark?! (Screams)

Rabbit: Maybe I'd better go look for Pooh myself.

Tigger: If long-ears can risk his life for old fuzzy-top... then me, too.

Eeyore: Might as well go, too. Rabbit's an ispiration to all of us.

(All Screams)

Pooh: Helmet? Is that you?

(Tigger Screams)

Pooh: Hello, Tigger. I didn't expect to see you down here.

Tigger: I came to rescue you, buddy bear. I thought you might be lost.

Pooh: I'm not lost. I'm right where I'm standing. Unfortunately, where I'm standing may be lost.

Tigger: What's that? What's that?

(Eeyore Screams)

Pooh: Hello, Eeyore. Have you to rescue me, too?

(Rabbit Screams)

Pooh: Hello, Rabbit. If you're lost, you've come to the right place.

Tigger: Yeah, 'cause of buddy bear taking Gopher's helmet... we're gonna be down here forever!

Eeyore: Or longer.

Rabbit: No, no, no. We mustn't blame Pooh. I mean, anyone can make a mistake.

Tigger: Well, not a smart bunny like you.

Pooh: Don't worry. Just follow me and try to think like a helmet. Hello, helmet?!

Piglet: I'm afraid it's up to me to go down and rescue them.

Pooh: Hello?

Piglet: Oh, dear.

Gopher: That's awful brave of you, Piglet! I never thought you had it in you.

Piglet: But I don't. (Screams)

Gopher: By sassafras... if a little whippersnapper like him can face the dark... then so can I! I said it. Dark. Dark! Dark! (Screams)

Pooh: Helmet?

Tigger: This is terribibble. Lost zillions of miles down under. Bunny boy, you gotta get us outta here! You're our only hopelessness.

Rabbit: But I don't know how.

Pooh: It's true, Rabbit. You knew I lost the helmet. You know how to get us out. Please?

Rabbit: But then-- I can't! You've got it all wrong. You didn't lose Gopher's helmet, Pooh. I did.

Pooh: That's alright, Rabbit. As long as one of us did. I wouldn't feel right if the helmet lost itself.

Gopher: Hello?

Tigger: It's the... dark. It's comin' to get us!

Rabbit: Oh, my. Oh, my. It's all my fault!

Pooh: Oh, bother.

Gopher: Pooh?

(All Yelling)

Gopher: Oh, so there you all are. Should've known you'd be lollygaggin' around.

Piglet: Pooh!

Tigger: We was just restin'. Being a zillion miles underground... is kinda tiring, you know.

Gopher: A zillion miles?

Tigger: Good old terra cotta.

Pooh: You know, Piglet... a zillion miles underground... certainly looks a lot like Rabbit's house.

Piglet: It is Rabbit's house, Pooh.

Rabbit: I don't know what happened, Gopher. I borrowed it. Only for a second, really. Just to plant some carrots. And I worked all night... and was so tired that I came back at dawn... and leapt from the mantle sill right to sleep and--

Tigger: Whoa, that's some pillow.

Piglet: That's no pillow. That's Gopher's helmet.

Rabbit: Helmet? Here, Gopher. Let me return this to you.

Gopher: Thanks, sonny, but I don't need it anymore.

Rabbit: Don't need it?

Gopher: Nope. Found out there's nothing to be afraid of in the dark.

Rabbit: Dark?

Gopher: Now, what's the matter with him?

Pooh: It was probably something he didn't eat. Do you think he'd mind... if I borrowed a small smackeral?

Rabbit: No more borrowing! (Chuckles) But you can have some.

Intervals
Stay tuned as Pooh and his friends learn how to get along with some pesky pack rats.

Episodes Titles (cont.)
"The Rats Who Came to Dinner"

Transcript
(Thunderstorm Clouds)

Owl: Yes? Yes? A walnut?

Pack Rats: Oh, boy.

Pooh: I hope that's not more water wanting to come inside. Hello? The pack rats! Burglars! Thieves! Help! Excuse me, but I believe this is my house. Perhaps you should leave.

(Pack Rats Crying)

Pooh: Then again, perhaps not. I suppose you can stay... until it stops raining. It would be hard to find anyone else... to take you in... with your reputation for-- if you'll excuse the expression-- stealing.

Pack Rats: Us? No, no. We pay! Yeah, yeah, yeah! We pay!

Pooh: Oh, that's very nice. But when favourite things end up missing... not everyone is happy with walnuts in return. Besides, walnuts aren't going to stop my leaks. What I need are more pots and pans.

Pack Rats: Yeah, sure, sure. We pay, we pay!

Pooh: Was it something I said?

Piglet: (Strains) Oh, my goodness.

Pack Rats: Come on.

Piglet: If only these leaks would make up their minds. Oh, dear.

Rabbit: Out! Out! Pretty soon, there'll be more water in here than outside.

Gopher: Think you've got it bad? My tunnels are soaked. This weather isn't fit for man or beast. Not to mention Gophers.

Rabbit: Alright, Gopher. If you want to stay, grab a pot and start bailing.

Gopher: Seems like somebody's already grabbed 'em, Rabbit... and it's not too hard to figure out who.

Rabbit: The pack rats!

(Door Knocking)

Pooh: My! What an interesting... and very large present. For me?

(Door Knocking)

Pooh: Oh, bother. Who can that be?

Tigger: Thank goodness you're safe, buddy bear.

Gopher: Yeah, those sticky-fingered pack rats are at it again. Better stay on the look-see.

Tigger: For me? Aw, you shouldn't have did it.

Pooh: Why, that's... that's a present from... from my cousins! Yes, it's from my cousins. These are them.

Tigger: Oh, yeah. Ha-ha! I can see the family resemblance.

(All Laughing)

Tigger: But never mind that. Let's open my present.

Owl: Oh, I say. It's our missing kitchenware.

Piglet: Oh, Pooh. How could you?

Pooh: Now, it is very nice to get things... but it's even nicer to give than to take. It's much more polite. It keeps everyone so happy.

Pack Rats: Happy! Happy!

Pooh: I'm so glad you agree. Good night. Sleep tight.

Pack Rats: Oh, give, give, give! Happy, happy, happy! Come on. Happy, happy!

(Pooh Snoring)

Pooh: Oh, no. I must be sleeping in my sleep again. I think.

(Piglet Snoring)

Piglet: What are all of Pooh's things doing here? I'm going to have to see Pooh about this. If he wants to move in with me... he's going to have to ask first.

Pooh: But why did you take my things? And without asking? When someone does something nice for you... you're supposed to do something nice for them. That's called friendship... and I thought you were my friends.

Pack Rats: Nice! Nice! Friends! Friends!

(Sawing)

Gopher: Good work, sonny! You captured the rascals right in the act!

Rabbit: You did the right thing, Pooh bear. Now let us handle it.

Piglet: Don't worry, Pooh. They look all of your things, but they gave them to me. They must've known we were best friends.

Tigger: You've got 'em on the run, bunny boy! Now trap those rats like... well, like rats.

Pooh: Excuse me, but do thieves usually give things away... to Piglets, Tigger?

Tigger: They was probably just being extra double sneaky-- takin' and givin' and givin' and takin'.

Pooh: Take... give... take... give... Wait! They're not thieves. They're just a little confused. It was something I said... I think.

Pack Rats: Give, give! Nice, nice!

Piglet: Pooh's very soft-hearted.

Tigger: Soft-headed, if you ask me.

Gopher: Well, it won't work this time. First your house, Pooh... then the rest of the Hundred Acre Wood.

Rabbit: I'm going to put a stop to this right now!

Pooh: But, Rabbit--

Rabbit: No "buts", Pooh!

Pack Rats: Nice, nice! Nice, nice! Yeah! Nice, nice! Nice!

Rabbit: After them! They'll rob our homes next! Quick, follow me.

Pooh: Do we have to, Rabbit?

Gopher: Rabbti's house is just like the others. Nothin' there, stripped bare, clean as a whistle.

Rabbit: Nothing but these walnuts.

Pooh: Maybe they really are thieves.

Owl: This is nothing. Why, back in aught-six, the water rose so high... it flooded the rainclouds. There, there. If the pack rats hadn't taken your things... the flood would've ruined them.

Rabbit: That's not the point. They stole our things!

Tigger: Gone! Everything I had! Nothin' left! (Crying)

Pooh: But you never had anything, Tigger.

Tigger: Hey! You're right, kiddo! Saved by circumchances.

Rabbit: Grab them! They're after Owl's things, too!

Pack Rats: No, no, no! Looky, looky!

Gopher: Why do they want us to look in the closet?

Rabbit: Because it's a trick of some sort. I'll prove it. (Screams)

(Rumbling)

Pooh: Oh, my!

Gopher: Well, what do you know? My ball-peen hammer!

Piglet: They didn't steal our things. They saved them from the flood.

Rabbit: Then... They're not thieves? They're heroes?

Pooh: And so we are here to congratulate the pack rats... for learning that what others have coming... is something that should be going... in the first place. And this cake is to show our gratitude.

(All Gasps)

Pooh: Thank you very much. (Chuckles) I suppose no one can have too many... walnuts.

Intervals
Now, let's see what happens when Rabbit discovers the value of friendship.

Episodes Titles (cont.)
"No Rabbit's a Fortress"

Transcript
(Hammering, Saw)

(Crash)

Gopher: Dagnabbit! Shouldn't be hitting bedrock yet. Hold everything! Mmm. That's it. I missed my turn-off. No time to lollygag. Got places to be and tunnels to dig. Mmm. I knew I should have brought along the big pick.

(Crash)

(Hammering)

Rabbit: There. This should keep everyone from trampling my garden every day. If it isn't one thing, it's another. (Huffeling)

Pooh: Rabbit, I came to return the honey jars I borrowed for breakfast.

Rabbit: How could you? You're in my garden!

Piglet: We are?

Rabbit: The signs say "keep owt." Among other things. Can't you read them?

Pooh: Oh, I can read them, Rabbit. (Chuckles) I just can't see them.

Piglet: Whoa!

(Crash)

Rabbit: Piglet! Look what you've done. A young, vibrant carrot, mushed before its prime. And all because you and Pooh have no regard for my garden. Tigger! No! No! No! My garden's ruined.

Tigger: Nah. I just gave it that bounced-in look.

(Tigger Laughs)

Rabbit: (Gasps) What now? I'll teach you to dig up my vegetables. Oh, my! Who turned out the lights? Where's my garden?

Gopher: Hmm. So that's why there are all those roots in my way. Well, it's gonna have to go. You don't mind if I clear away some of the dead wood, do you, Rabbit?

Rabbit: Do what you want, Gopher, just stay out of my garden.

Gopher: Coming through! Everybody, stand clear.

Tigger: Uh, stand clear of what, Gopher?

Gopher: The big kapowy, that's what.

Piglet: Kapowy? Oh, my, I don't like the sound of that.

Pooh: Maybe you'd better hold your ears, Piglet. Like this.

Gopher: Here we go. Just push this doohickey down and...

Piglet: Uh-oh.

(Exploding)

Rabbit: Did somebody say something? "Keep owt!"

Gopher: Well, that takes care of that. Back to my diggin'.

Rabbit: My garden! It's gone! Gone!

(Tigger Laughs)

Tigger: Cheer up, floppy ears, it's not gone. It just been tossed. Got any Tarzan island dressing?

Rabbit: This is your fault. All of yours. First Pooh and Piglet, then Tigger, now this. Why do you always ruin my garden? It never did anything to any of you. From now on, I'm a rabbit unto myself. (Huffeling)

Pooh: Hm. Is it just me, or does something seem to be bothering friend Rabbit?

Tigger: You know, I haven't given fuzz bottom a good bouncing in days. I feel an empty spot in my life.

Pooh: I know what you mean, Tigger. I usually feel that same empty spot just before dinner. (Chuckles) I can't quite put my finger on it, but I believe Rabbit's garden is somehow different.

Tigger: Hm. This calls for some serious investigating.

Piglet: Perhaps we should come back later when the garden's... (Chuckles) friendlier.

Tigger: No, just follow me. I'll lead you around them booby traps. Tiggers are experts on trapping boobies, you know.

Pooh: Don't worry. You can ride on my shoulders, Piglet. You'll be safe up here.

Tigger: Hm. I better get this out of the way before somebody trips over it.

Piglet: Uh... Tigger.

(Muffled Speech)

Pooh: Piglet.

Tigger: Well, that takes care of that.

Pooh: Excuse me, Tigger...

Tigger: Not now, Pooh bear. We got traps to un-boobyfy.

(Tigger Bouncing)

Tigger: I don't think you guys had better step on this thing. it might be dangerous. Quiet, fellas. It's long ears. I'm coming for you, buddy boy. Wait a minute. This isn't Rabbit. I've been boobied.

(Tigger Screams)

(Rabbit Laughs)

Rabbit: Surprised you, didn't I? So, how do you like it? Hm?

Tigger: How do I like it? (Laughs) Well, it's the most wonderfulest one I've ever seen. What is it?

Pooh: It's um... It's certainly big.

Rabbit: It's my fortress. From now on, no one will be able to bother me or my garden again. (Laughs) The whole point of this fortress is to keep you out. From now on, no matter what you think, no matter what you hear, no matter what happens, you, and you, and especially you, are to stay away forever.

Pooh: But who will borrow honey from you?

Rabbit: No-one! And that means you.

Pooh: Aw. My tummy will be awfully sorry to hear that.

Tigger: Come on, guys. Something tells me we're not wanted.

Pooh: (Groans) Come along, Piglet.

(Muffled Speech)

Tigger: You took the words right out of my mouth, Piglet, old pal.

Rabbit: Phew! Now for a little peace and quiet, and gardening. Hm. Where did I leave my shovel? Oh, yes, it's right outside the door. (Screams) A door! I forgot to make a door! I can't get out! I'm trapped! Doomed! Do you hear? Wait! Pooh! Tigger! Please, come back.

Tigger: Oh, no, you don't. You told us not to come back. You can booby a tigger once, but you can't make him drink.

(Muffled Speech)

Tigger: Yeah, you tell him, kiddo.

Pooh: I think Rabbit is testing us. To see how good friends we are. We should go before we hurt his feelings.

Rabbit: Oh, no, they're leaving. I'll starve! Starve? Oh, Pooh. How about a little smackerel of honey?

Pooh: Honey.

Tigger: No, Pooh. He's just trying to trick us.

Rabbit: Hmm. That honey does taste tasty.

Tigger: Bunny boy's counting on us. We can't go back, no matter what.

Rabbit: Oh, my, where's Tigger when you need a good bounce?

Tigger: Did he say "bounce?" (Laughs)

Rabbit: No, no, farther back. A little farther. That should do it.

Tigger: Don't worry, bunny boy, we'll bust you out if it's the last thing you do.

Piglet: Oh, d-d-dear.

(Chuck)

(Rabbit Groanting)

Tigger: Hey, how come we do all the work and bunny boy does all the bouncing?

Rabbit: Go on, pull. Pull! Pull!

Pooh: I'm afraid there may not be any pull left in me.

Tigger: (Strains) Maybe if we got a better grip.

(Screams)

Gopher: Sure hope he's got a round-trip ticket.

(Piglet Screams)

Rabbit: Tigger, there's no possible way you can get me through that little hole. I'm just too big.

Tigger: Oh, Rabbit. It's just a small matter of Tiggernometry. We'll have you vacuumed free before you can say...

(Tigger Laughs)

(Machine Ruines)

Piglet: Oh, dear.

Pooh: We did it.

Gopher: Sure was simple.

Piglet: I hope Rabbit's all right.

Tigger: Genius. Pure genius.

Pooh: Rabbit, what are you doing in there when you should be in there?

Rabbit: I told you I was too big to fit through the hole.

Tigger: Yeah, maybe, but what happened to your garden?

(Machine Ruines)

(Piglet Screams)

(Exploding)

Rabbit: I might as well face it. I'll probably spend the rest of my life in here.

Tigger: Yeah, but look at the bright side, bunny boy. Maybe you won't live that long.

Piglet: Is there anything we can do, Rabbit?

Rabbit: No. Except maybe try not to forget me.

Pooh: Of course not... um... uh... Rabbit.

Gopher: Well, that's that. Can't stand around here forever. I've got tunnels that need blasting.

Piglet: Hmm. That's an idea. Blast him out.

Tigger: Hmm. That's an idea. Blast him out.

Pooh: Hmm. That's an idea. I wonder how much longer to lunch.

Gopher: Yes, siree. Don't know why I didn't think of it before. I'll blast him out. (Chuckles) Yes, indeedy. Of course, you have to be careful with dynamite. Can't use too much. Just a little keg will do you.

Pooh: Only one keg?

Piglet: Oh, dear.

Tigger: Uh-oh.

Gopher: Stand clear!

(Exploding)

Gopher: You too, Rabbit.

Pooh: Do you think we should have told Gopher that we each used one keg, too?

Tigger: Hello. Hello. Hmm. No sign of hide nor bunny. I wonder where old floppy ears went.

Piglet: Oh, dear. I hope he's not angry with us.

Pooh: I believe we should look for him, in case he's lost.

Gopher: Good idea. Follow me.

Pooh: No, he's not here.

Rabbit: Oh, my. Oh... Oh, my. Oh, dear, dear, dear. Oh, no, no, no.

Pooh: Did you find anything, Piglet?

Piglet: Well, um, no. You, Pooh?

Pooh: Only this very nice rock. But no rabbit.

Gopher: I came up zip, too. And I searched every one of my holes, to boot.

Tigger: I... I found this. His favourite carrot. He never went nowheres without it. We're just gonna have to face it. Bunny boy is gone.

Gopher: He was the dagblasted best rabbit friend I ever had. Even if he was the only rabbit friend I ever had.

Piglet: Perhaps we shouldn't have blown him up, then he wouldn't have had to leave.

Rabbit: Help! Help!

Tigger: Oh, my, I can still hear him calling. I must be having hearlookinations.

Rabbit: Help! Help! Help!

Pooh: I wonder if hearlookinations are contagious. I hear Rabbit, too.

Gopher: So do I.

Piglet: Me, uh, too.

Rabbit: Get me down from here.

(Screams)

Pooh: Why, look. There's Rabbit's hearlookination now.

Gopher: Wait a minute. That's not Rabbit's hearlookination. That's Rabbit in a tree.

Tigger: Hooray! (Laughs) Old floppy ears wasn't blown to tangerines after all.

Gopher: Hey, watch where you're bouncing, you big galoot.

Piglet: Oh, my. Rabbit's so high up. How will we get him down?

Gopher: Won't be easy. But maybe this will help.

Rabbit: Chop me down?

Gopher: Yep. Might be painful, but it could hurt a lot too.

Tigger: No, we can't do that. Why, the tree might fall on an innocent plant or something.

Gopher: Hmm. Good point. Well, in that case I'll just have to use dynamite again. Like my daddy always used to say, what gets blown up must get blown down.

Rabbit: No, don't. Not dynamite again.

Gopher: You're right. Better make it nitroglycerine. Wait. How about U235?

Pooh: I believe I could get him down.

Tigger: You? All by your lonesome?

Piglet: He's right, Pooh, won't you want some help?

Pooh: (Chuckles) Help? Oh, no, I don't believe so. Just watch. Hello, Rabbit.

Rabbit: Hm. What? Oh, hi, Pooh bear. (Screams)

Pooh: See? It thought it might work.

(Crash)

Tigger: You were right, buddy boy. Not only did you get Rabbit out of the tree, you caught him, too.

Piglet: (Chuckles) Here we are. I think it's all right for Rabbit to look at our surprise now.

Rabbit: Oh, my. Oh, my. It's wonderful. And for me? After everything I've said to you?

Pooh: Well, you are our friend, Rabbit, whether you like it or not.

Rabbit: How can I ever thank you all for fixing it?

Tigger: Let me see. I know.

Rabbit: Tigger, stop that.

Gopher: Say, you know anything about the rest of my dynamite? It's gone.

Rabbit: Yes, I hid it in a safe place where it can't blow up any innocent gardens or rabbits.

Pooh: Uh, Rabbit, I found this pogo stick in the woods. I thought it might make a nice garden warming gift, since you have a new garden which needs warming. Here.

Rabbit: Why, thank you, Pooh. How thoughtful.

Tigger: Here, can I try it? Please, please, please.

Rabbit: No, it's my pogo stick. I get to pogo on it first. Maybe I could bounce on you for once.

(Exploding)

Rabbit: Oh, my. Why does it always happen to me?

Gopher: Say, I bet I know where you hid my dynamite.

Ending Credits
Produced by

WALT DISNEY

TELEVISION ANIMATION

"LIGHTS OUT"

Producer/Director

KARL GEURS

Story Editor

MARK ZASLOVE

Story by

DAVID SILVERMAN

and

STEPHEN SUSTARSIC

Story by

STEPHEN SUSTARSIC

and

MARK ZASLOVE

Assistant Story Editor

CARTER CROCKER

"THE RATS WHO CAME TO DINNER"

Producer/Director

KARL GEURS

Story Editor

MARK ZASLOVE

Story by

MARK ZASLOVE

Teleplay by

BRUCE TALKINGTON

Assistant Story Editor

CARTER CROCKER

"NO RABBIT'S A FORTRESS"

Producers

KEN KESSEL

ED GHERTNER

Supervising Director

KEN KESSEL

Story Editor

MARK ZASLOVE

Assistant Story Editors

CARTER CROCKER

BRUCE TALKINGTON

Story by

STEPHEN SUSTARSIC

MARK ZASLOVE

Teleplay by

STEPHEN SUSTARSIC

BRUCE TALKINGTON

MARK ZASLOVE

With the Talents of

PETER CULLEN

JOHN FIEDLER

MICHAEL GOUGH

KEN SANSOM

HAL SMITH

JIM CUMMINGS

as Winnie the Pooh

and

PAUL WINCHELL

as Tigger

Animation Director

TERENCE HARRISON

Art Director

ED GHERTNER

Timing Directors

DAVE BRAIN

JOAN CASE

RICK LEON

MITCH ROCHON

JAMES T. WALKER

Storyboard Designers

HOLLY FORSYTH

TOM SITO

HANK TUCKER

Character Design

LEONARD SMITH

Key Layout Design

JIM SCHLENKER

Background Styling

PARO HOZUMI

Color Stylist

JILL STIRDIVANT

Supervising Timing Director

MIRCEA MANTTA

Overseas Animation Supervisors

DALE CASE

KEN KESSEL

JAMIE MITCHELL

Assistant Producer

BARBARA FERRO

Talent Coordinator

OLIVIA MINER

Songs Written and Produced by

STEVE NELSON

Music by

STEVE NELSON

&

THOM SHARP

Animation Production by

TMS ENTERTAINMENT, INC.

Animation Production by

WALT DISNEY ANIMATION

(AUSTRALIA) PTY, LTD.

Post Production Manager

SARA DURAN

Post Production Coordinator

BARBARA BECK

Sound Editor

VITELLO & ASSOCIATES

Supervising Editor

ELEN ORSON

Sound Effects Editor

ROY BRAVERMAN

Music Editor & Re-Recording Mixer

ED BARTON

Managing Film Editor

RICH HARRISON

Supervising Editor

CHARLIE KING, M.P.S.E.

Sound Editor

RICK HINSON, M.P.S.E.

Assistant Editor

GLENN LEWIS

Track Reader

SKIP CRAIG

Production Assistants

JEFFREY ARTHUR

PEGGY BECKER

STEPHANIE ELLIOTT

WADE NASSIR

Script Coordinator

LEONA JERNIGAN

Archives Administrator

KRISTA BUNN

Art Coordinator

KAREN SILVA

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(C) 1989 THE WALT DISNEY COMPANY

ALL RIGHTS REVERSED