Winnie the Pooh Meets the Reluctant Dragon/Transcript

This is the transcript for Winnie the Pooh Meets The Reluctant Dragon.

Opening

• (The film opens in the countryside. As the narrator speaks, we pan to see a little boy seated against a tree reading a red-covered book.)
• Narrator: Long, long ago, in a faraway land across the sea, there lived a little boy who considered himself quite an authority on brave, fearless knights. And their mortal enemies, those horrible fire-breathing dragons that daily terrorize the countryside. One afternoon as the boy sat deeply engrossed in his favorite su...
• (The narrator stops short as a herd of sheep run past the tree as the boy looks up from his book. A shepherd runs past the tree where his son is reading; his hands are shaking and he looks afraid.)
• Boy: Good afternoon, Father.
• Shepherd: Oh, son, I seen it. Up on the bounds it was, all covered with scales and such. And a tail with a sort of a hook on it. Now wait until I catch my breath. It's horrible. That's what it is, horrible.
• Boy: (while his father talks, he flips through the pages of his book and looks at a page of a dragon) It's only a dragon, Father.
• Shepherd: (sighs in relief; then realizes) Only a dragon?! Oh, the village! (runs away) Help! There's a dragon coming! Help!
• Boy: Don't worry, Father. I'll have a look at him.
• (Meanwhile, Pooh, Piglet, Tigger, Rabbit, and Eeyore; who were having a picnic near a tree, overheard the boy.)
• Piglet: A d-d-dragon? Oh d-d-dear.
• Pooh: I don't suppose we should help, perhaps?
• Rabbit: I don't know Pooh; perhaps we should leave them to their own business and stay put.
• Tigger: Aw come on, Long Ears, nothing says adventure better than defeating a dragon!! (bounces around the picnic) Hoo hoo hoo hoo!!
• Eeyore: If you ask me, not that anybody is, I think we should help deal with this dragon.
• Tigger: (sits down next to Eeyore) Hoo hoo hoo! That's the spirit donkey boy!!
• Rabbit: (hesitantly) Oh alright. But as long as we don't do anything, ehem, out of the ordinary we should be fine.

The boy meets the Gang/Meet the Dragon

• (Later, the boy is heading off to where the dragon was spotted, when Pooh and the gang come up behind him, looking for a spot to have their picnic)
• Piglet: My, isn't this a lovely day for a picnic?
• Rabbit: Well, when my ears wigwag like this, it means it's going to rain cats and dogs.
• Pooh: Oh, bother. I hope they bring their own lunch.
• Boy: Who's there?!
• Pooh: No need to worry, we're not going to hurt you.
• Boy: Well, who are you?
• Pooh: Well, this is Piglet, and Tigger, and Rabbit, and Eeyore.
• Eeyore: Thanks for noticing.
• Pooh: And I'm Winnie the Pooh. But you can call me Pooh, for short.
• Boy: Well, keep quiet, please.
• Tigger: Say. What are you doing all the way out here?
• Boy: Hunting a dragon.
• Piglet: DRAGON?! Oh, dear!
• Boy: Keep quiet, he should be close. (Soon, the boy and his new companions reach the dragon's cave)
• Tigger: This must be where the dragon lives. (The boy peers in, with slingshot ready, and Piglet listens close, but they neither see or hear anything)
• Piglet: Oh, he must be away on a visit. We should come back later. (But as Piglet tries to sneak away, and as the boy stands ready to fire his slingshot, they hear singing nearby)
• Tigger: What was that? (The group follows the singing and find the dragon taking a bath)
• Boy: (clears his throat) Hello, dragon.
• (The dragon is caught off guard by the boy suddenly speaking)
• Dragon: Oh! Oh, now, boy! Don't you throw stones at me or squirt water or anything! I won't have it! Same with your animal friends!
• Boy: Oh, I just came for a friendly chat.
• Pooh: And the five of us were going to have a little picnic.
• Boy: But if we're not wanted...
• Dragon: Oh! Well, do be seated. (Everyone sits down)
• Boy: Thank you.
• Dragon: But if you don't mind, the other way, please.
• (The boy and the others turn around so the Dragon can go behind a rock and dry off)
• Dragon: I'll only be a minute.
• Boy: Have you had any nice battles lately?
• Dragon: Battles? Oh, no, no. No battles.
• Boy: Oh. Oh, probably too busy scourging our countryside and devouring fair damsels, then.
• Dragon: Scourging?! Devouring?! Good heavens, no.
• Boy: But don't you ever do anything desperate?
• Dragon: Well, yes. I... (heads over to the boy, Pooh and the gang) I do make up poetry.
• Boy: Poetry?
• Dragon: Verses, you know. Care to hear my latest sonnet?
• Boy: Well, I, uh...
• Dragon: Oh, you'll all love this. I call it: Just A-Drifting.
• (As the dragon recites his poem, the boy and the toys look at his book to see if this dragon is like the one in his book, and clearly it isn't)
• Boy: Very nice. But you're in for trouble, you know.
• Dragon: Trouble?
• Boy: My father's arousing the village, and they'll be here with spears and things to exterminate you.
• Tigger, Piglet, Pooh, Rabbit: What?!
• Eeyore: Huh?!
• Boy: It's true, because to the people in the village, dragons are an enemy to the human race.
• Rabbit: How can a dragon that writes poetry be considered an enemy?
• (But the dragon just brushes it off and continues reciting poetry, so the boy, disappointed and annoyed with the dragon being a poet instead of a serious creature, heads back to the village, and the toys soon follow.)

Sir Giles has Come/The Dragon Doesn't like to Fight

• (Later, they all arrive in the village where the boy lives. A crowd has gathered and is watching something, or rather someone, go by.)
• Boy: Hey! What's all the excitement?!
• Child: (from the top of a tree with his friend) It's Sir Giles, stupid!
• Boy: Sir Giles?
• (Everyone looks and sees Sir Giles on his horse and clad in armor)
• Villager: Hooray for Sir Giles!
• Boy: Hooray for Sir Giles!
• Villager: Hooray for the dragon killer!
• Boy: Hooray for the dra... Dragon killer?
• Eeyore: To make a long story short, uh oh.
• Rabbit: Hurry! Hurry, we have to warn the dragon!
• Boy: Oh, gosh!
• (Everyone rushes to the dragon, and they see him giving singing lessons to some birds)
• Boy: It's all out, Dragon! He's coming! He's here now!
• Dragon: Now, boy. It's impolite to interrupt a person. (plays more notes on his flute as the birds tweet along) Who's coming?
• Boy: Sir Giles. On a big horse with a long sword and spear. You'll have to fight him.
• Dragon: Oh, I never fight. I never did. (plays the flute between his words) Doesn't agree with me.
• Boy: But... But... But...
• Dragon: Now, boy. (x2) Just run along. Tell Sir Giles to go home, then join Pooh and company's picnic. I'm sure you can arrange it. Toodle-loo.
• Rabbit: What are we going to do? Sir Giles will be disappointed when he finds out about the dragon's reluctance to fight!
• Tigger: The dragon's reluctance? (chuckles) He sounds like a friendly storybook dragon instead of a ferocious one.
• Rabbit: Tigger, this is serious! We have to do something!
• Pooh: Perhaps we should...
• Tigger: Yeah? (x2)
• Pooh: Should, perhaps...
• Tigger: Tell me! (x2)
• Pooh: Tell Sir Giles about the problem?
• Tigger: That's it?
• Pooh: I believe so.
• Tigger: That's it! Oh, buddy boy, for a bear of very little brain, you sure got a lot of stuffing!
• Rabbit: Then what are we waiting for? Let's get to the village!

Meeting Sir Giles/He Won't Fight

• Guard: Alright, now. Alright. Off you go. Sir Giles can't be disturbed. Sure, he's in conference, he is. There ain't no one, absolutely no one, can see Sir Giles. Now off you go. Off you go. Away with you.
• (Our heroes successfully sneak past the guards and enter the inn to meet Sir Giles)
• Boy: Excuse us, sir. We've come to...
• (Our heroes soon meet Sir Giles making sure he was clean enough for the fight)
• Boy: Sir Giles, I presume?
• Sir Giles: Come (x4), lads. Stop mumbling.
• Boy: My friends and I, we came to talk about the Dragon.
• Sir Giles: Oh, yes, yes, yes. Another tale of woe and misery, I suppose. Devoured your flocks, no doubt.
• Piglet: Oh, no, sir. He...
• Sir Giles: Aha! Made off with your loving parents, has he? Well, they shall be avenged. (he steps out of the tub and unfortunately slips)
• Boy: You don't understand.
• Sir Giles: What? Don't tell me he's kidnapped some fair damsel. With flaxen hair and ruby lips and form divine. Why, he can't do that to her. He shall pay dearly on the field of battle.
• Rabbit: But that's just it. He won't fight.
• Sir Giles: Yes, he... (realizes) He won't fight? Preposterous. The fellow must be an infernal cad. Bit of a rotter, what?
• Piglet: He is not. He's a nice old dragon who likes to write poetry.
• Sir Giles: Poetry?
• Boy: Yes, you know, verses?
• Sir Giles: How jolly. I'm a bit of a bard myself, you know.
• Pooh: You're a poet too?
• Sir Giles: Yes. No doubt you heard of my "Ode to a Fleecy Cloud"? - Well, I... Oh, fleecy cloud O cloud of fleece Up in the sky so high Oh, my. Oh, my. But come, come. Let's not dilly-dally. We must meet this fine fellow at once.
• Boy: Then you'll explain to the Dragon about the fight?
• Sir Giles: Yes, quite right. Quite right. Of course. (x3) Quite. (x3) (They go downstairs)

The Dragon meets Sir Giles

• (Cut back to the cave as everyone walks back to the dragon's cave)
• Dragon: I'm the reluctant dragon What ho! Quite so The very reluctant dragon Oh, very, very Don't you know They call me the timid dragon What rot! I'm not! I just won't fight I'd rather play - I know I shan't get hurt that way
• Boy and Pooh's Adventures Gang: Hello, Dragon.
• Dragon: Oh, hello, everyone. I'm having a picnic.
• Boy: We've brought a friend to explain about...
• Dragon: Oh, well, well, splendid. The more, the merrier. Now, boy, you sit here and your friend can sit there.
• Sir Giles: Thank you.
• Dragon: Now, let's see now. Pickles, jam, muffins, tea. Oh, yes. Here, do have a jam sandwich, sir...? Sir...? What did you say your friend's name was?
• Boy: Oh, that's Sir Giles.
• Dragon: Sir Giles. Well, well.
• Boy: Yes, you know, the dragon-killer.
• (Shocked at Sir Giles title, he quickly begins to pack up the picnic)
• Piglet: Sir Giles, you better tell the Dragon, quick.
• Sir Giles: Oh, yes, of course. Hey, you know, I've been looking forward to meeting you. The boy and his stuffed friends here tell me you're quite an accomplished poet.
• Dragon: Oh, they did, really?
• Sir Giles: Yes, yes, yes, yes. And maybe if it's not too much bother, I'd be pleased to hear you recite.
• Dragon: Oh, my dear, dear fellow, no bother. No bother at all. Would you care for a sandwich?
• Sir Giles: Thank you. Jam.
• Dragon: Here. Do have another sandwich and a piece of cake and a crumpet and an olive and a spot of tea.
• Sir Giles: (muffled with the sandwich in his mouth) Thank you.
• Dragon: This... This is called "To An Upside-down Cake". Sweet little upside-down cake Cares and woes, you've got them. Poor little upside-down cake Your top is on your bottom. Alas, little upside-down cake Your troubles never stop Because, little upside-down cake Your bottom's on your top
• Rabbit: I can't believe, how wonderful that poem was!
• Pooh: I can't either.
• Eeyore: Moved me to tears.
• Sir Giles: Bravo. Quite interesting. Extraordinary.
• Boy: Now, Sir Giles. Tell the Dragon now.
• Sir Giles: Oh, yes, of course. (to the dragon) You know, I am a bit of a bard myself.
• Dragon: Really? Oh, how nice.
• Sir Giles: Yes, yes, yes. Quite, quite. Radish so red Radish so red Plucked from the heart Of your warm little bed Sprinkled with salt On the top of your head (eats the radish) Delicious
• Dragon: Oh, that's exquisite. Simply exquisite.
• Sir Giles: Yes, of course. You're quite right.
• Boy: Do you mind if I recite a poem?
• Dragon: You, boy? Why... Oh, not at all.
• Sir Giles: Oh, of course, of course. Rather, rather.
• Boy: 'Tis evening From the stars above A soft mysterious light Brings thoughts of friendship Joy and love Now how about that fight?!
• Dragon: Splendid. Quite. Fight? Fight?! There's nothing to fight about. Besides, I don't believe in it.
• Boy: But dragons and knights always fight.
• Pooh: I don't suppose ...
• Sir Giles: That's right, by Jove.
• 'Boy: You cant disappoint the whole village.
• Sir Giles: Not cricket, you know.
• Dragon: Please, I... I do not wish to discuss it further. I refuse to listen. I absolutely will not fight. Good night.
• Sir Giles: Well, you know, it's a shame. It doesn't seem right. This is really a beautiful spot.
• Boy: For a fight.
• Sir Giles: Yes, quite right.
• Boy: Why, I can almost see it. The flags are waving.
• Sir Giles: The people are cheering.
• Boy: Bands are playing.
• Sir Giles: The Dragon appears. What a beautiful sight, with his scales all agleam in the dawn's early light.
• Dragon: You're just flattering me.
• Sir Giles: Oh, no, fellow. It's true. That beautiful damsel throws flowers at you.
• Dragon: At me?
• Sir Giles: At you.
• Dragon: As I ramp and I roar, I cut quite a figure.
• Boy: Sir Giles has a spear just like this, only bigger.
• Dragon: I get set for the charge and... Did you say spear?
• Sir Giles: Yes, spear.
• Dragon: Oh, dear. No. I'll get hurt. I won't do it. Good day.
• Sir Giles: Just a second, old chap. We might fix it this way.
• (Sir Giles whispers his plan to the dragon)
• Dragon: You mean... (whispers something back to Sir Giles, who comfirms it) Oh.
• Sir Giles: Quite so.
• Dragon: But are you sure it's quite honest?
• Sir Giles: Just a second, we'll look.
• (Everyone looks into the boy's book)
• Rabbit: Nothing against it here in the book.
• Dragon: No, nothing against it here in the book.
• Boy: If it looks like a battle, I'm sure it's all right.
• Sir Giles: Very well, then, it's settled. Tomorrow, we fight.
• Boy, Sir Giles, Dragon, Pooh and Company: Good night. (x6)
• Dragon: There's going to be a fight There's going to be a fight (realizes what he got himself into) A fight. Boy. Pooh and company. Sir Giles. Wait a minute. Oh, wait, please. Oh, why don't I keep my big mouth shut?
• (After they part ways)
• Rabbit: Oh dear, mercy me.
• Piglet: Oh dear, mercy me too. The dragon is going to have a real problem tomorrow.

Punk Poet/I'm Mad!

• Narrator: So the next day, the villagers gathered to see the valiant knight engage the bloodthirsty Dragon in a battle to the finish.
• Villager 1: So I am getting 20-to-1 on Sir Giles. That's twopence on the Dragon.
• Villager 2: All right, on the Dragon. Twopence on the Dragon.
• Villager 3: You're a smart one.
• Villager 4: Balloons. Only a bit for a balloon. They're amusing, inexpensive.
• Villager 5: A nice side seat and a nice side spot. Here now, mind your step, lady. Mind your step.
• Villager 6: Look, the Dragon ain't got a chance.
• Villager 7: Aye, he'll do the Dragon in.
• (Soon, the trumpets play for Sir Giles to make his entrance)
• Villagers: Hooray, Sir Giles! Hooray!
• (Meanwhile, the toys are near the cave, trying to get in without being seen)
• Rabbit: All right, everyone. The dragon needs our help and we need to get to his cave fast, without being seen.
• (Everyone soon stops as they near the large, intimidating cave)
• Eeyore: To make a long story short. Uh-oh.
• Rabbit: Don't be ridiculous, Eeyore. There's absolutely nothing to fear... especially with Pooh leading the way.
• All: Pooh?
• Pooh: Yes?
• Rabbit: Yes, indeed. Pooh is, as Tigger pointed out, the one who suggested helping out with the dragon situation. It's only fair, you should have the honor of going first.
• Piglet: Oh, are you eager to go first, Pooh?
• Pooh: Yes, Piglet. It seems that I am... very slowly.
• Eeyore: I'm glad no one thought about donkeys going first.
• Rabbit: You go right ahead, Pooh.
• (Pooh steps forward from their hiding place. As soon as he takes one step, a villager yells, "Hey!" Thinking they got caught, Piglet, Tigger, Rabbit, and Eeyore run inside a hollow tree)
• Rabbit: My, that was close!
• Piglet: Ohh, it's awfully dark in here.
• Tigger: Don't worry, little Piglet, nothing can get us here.
• Eeyore: Unless it got in here first.
• (Yelling from outside)
• Rabbit: Oh, my goodness gracious!
• (All Scream)
• Pooh: It appears this step is safe. (Chuckles) But noisy. Shall I go on? Rabbit! Tigger!
• Rabbit: Faster!
• (The others pass Pooh and run into the dragon's cave, leaving him spinning in mid-air)
• Rabbit: That was close. Now we shouldn't have nothing to worry about.
• (Door Knocking)
• Tigger: Then why is my heart still, k-k-knocking?
• Rabbit: That's not your heart, it's, (gulps) Oh, oh my.
• Eeyore: Something, or somebody, at the door.
• Tigger: That's a relief. Hoo hoo. For a moment there, I thought we were in trouble.
• Rabbit: Tigger, no!
• Winnie the Pooh: (steps in) Hello everyone! Have I missed anything, fun? (chuckles)
• Piglet: Oh, Pooh bear.
• Boy: Hello, everyone.
• Piglet: Hello. What's wrong?
• Boy: The dragon still won't go.
• Dragon: It's no use. You might as well tell the people to go away. I can't do it.
• Piglet: Oh dear. We can't do that, they'll be so disappointed.
• Tigger: Can't you try breathing fire again?
• Dragon: You've got to be mad to breathe fire. And I'm not mad at anybody.
• Boy: But try real hard. Concentrate.
• (The dragon tries to breath fire, but only a donut shaped puff comes out, which falls to the ground)
• Dragon: Not very good, is it?
• Rabbit: Nope. Too bad you're not a real dragon instead of a punk poet.
• Dragon: Punk poet?! (fire comes out of his mouth) Ooh. Say that again.
• Boy: Punk poet.
• Dragon: Oh, say that again.
• Boy: Punk poet.
• Dragon: Again.
• Boy: (more eagerly) Punk poet!
• Dragon: Again.
• Boy: Punk poet!
• Dragon: Oh, I'm mad, I'm mad!
• (They all jump up and down as the whole cave fills with smoke. Cut to outside the cave; the villagers start running for their lives when they see the smoke)
• Rabbit: (coughing) Alright, alright! Now stop that before you fill this place with smoke!
• Boy: Oh, sorry Rabbit.
• (The dragon lets out a roar, catching Sir Giles attention and impressing him)
• Sir Giles: By Jove!
• (The villagers go into hiding as the dragon starts puffing out smoke rings. Sir Giles sees his opening, charges, and the battle is underway)

The Battle

• (The dragon sees Sir Giles charging, and trips his horse using a giant smoke ring)
• Villagers: Hooray for the dragon! Hooray!
• (Sir Giles gets himself back on his horse, unsheathes his sword, and charges again. But the dragon swirls around and creates a large cloud of smoke, causing Sir Giles to miss as he runs right through the cloud. The dragon sees the opportunity, sneaks behind Sir Giles, taps on his horse, and motions for Sir Giles to enter, which he does.)
• Sir Giles: Dragon! (x2) (opens his visor) Extraordinary. Why, he's disappeared.
• Dragon: Yoo-hoo! Here I am.
• Sir Giles: Oh, so you are.
• Dragon: Am I doing all right?
• Sir Giles: I say, old boy. Stop acting silly, will you? (gets out his sword and swings and misses)
• Dragon: Help! Oh, no! Oh, help!
• (Sir Giles chases the dragon into his cave and they cause a great ruckus, but inside, it's all revealed to be an act)
• Sir Giles: I say, you hack...! No, no stop it!
• Dragon: Oh, no, stop! Stop it! Oh, no, you can't!
• Sir Giles: That's it. Steady now. You can't do that! Raise the gate. Raise the gate. Hey. No, no, no. No, fire.
• Villager: It's horrible, ain't it?
• Dragon: Oh, no! Help, please. (offering a cup of tea) One lump or two? (yells outside) Help!
• Sir Giles: (takes the cup) Don't mind if I do. (yells outside) Hey, you vulgar...!
• Dragon: Help! Help!
• Sir Giles: Now, I'll chase you.
• (The villagers anxiously wait outside, but soon run when the dragon comes running)
• Dragon: Help! Oh, no, no, no. Hey! Help!
• Sir Giles: Steady now.
• Boy: Hey, Sir Giles!
• Sir Giles: (realizes he hasn't got his spear) Egad.
• (Sir Giles rushes back to the cave to get his spear)
• Villagers: Hooray, Sir Giles! Hooray! Hooray, Dragon! Hooray!
• (The Dragon picks up his tail and charges at Sir Giles like he were wielding a spear)
• Villagers: Hooray, Sir Giles! Hooray, Dragon! Hooray, Sir Giles! Hooray, Dragon! Hooray, Sir Giles! Hooray, Dragon! Hooray, Sir Giles! Hooray, Dragon!
• (Both "combatants" collide)
• Dragon: Help! (x2)
• Sir Giles: Take that!
• Dragon: Horrible!
• Sir Giles: Hey, cut it out! No, no, no.
• Dragon: Ouch! Help!
• Sir Giles: Take that!
• Dragon: Stop it. Oh, no.
• Sir Giles: Stay the game.
• (As both "combatants" yell, it's revealed that they're dancing in the smoke, while Sir Giles' horse watches annoyingly)
• Sir Giles: Uh, the time has come, you know.
• Dragon: (clapping excitedly) You mean... I die now?
• Sir Giles: Oh yes indeed. As per-agreed, we'll seal our pact, old thing. (places the spear under the dragon's arm) Take that!
• (The dragon leaps out of the smoke and screams, repeating every now and then. Finally, the smoke clears and we see the dragon lying on the ground with the lance under his arm, and Sir Giles is standing victoriously on him. The crowd cheers.)
• Crowd: Hooray!
• Tigger: (laughs) Now that's what I call slaying!
• Rabbit: I can't believe, how wonderful the dragon's act was!
• Pooh: I can't either.
• Eeyore: Moved me to tears.

Ending

• Narrator: And so as per agreed, Sir Giles completely reformed this ferocious dragon, whereupon the satisfied villagers welcomed him into society.
• Crowd: Speech, speech, speech!
• Dragon: I promise not to rant or roar (a puff of smoke comes out again and the dragon quickly hides it) and scourge the countryside anymore.
• Crowd: For he's a jolly good fellow. (x3)
• (End of film)