- Oh.

Today's my birthday.

Mother bear.

Good morning, mother bear.

Ta-da!

Oof!

Mother bear, where are you?

Mother bear?

Mother bear?

Mm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm.

Happy birthday, little bear.

Thanks.

Mother bear has forgotten my birthday.

My friends will be over soon for taking games.

I know, I'll be the host.

Let's see.

We have carrots and potatoes,

some peas and tomatoes.

These won't make cake.

Hm, I'll make birthday soup.

How could she be here?

How could she forget?

I'll make a very nice birthday soup.

Mother bear, we'll wish you were here to have some.

Hey!

Many happy returns on your birthday, little bear.

Mm, honey, thank you, Han.

You're very welcome.

Are we having that wonderful cake again this time?

Well, no, but there will be birthday soup.

How delightful.

Dandelions, thank you, duck.

Happy birthday!

Where's the cake?

There's no cake.

This year we're having birthday soup instead.

Mm, yummy.

Have you had birthday soup before?

No.

Cat, you startled me.

I know, happy birthday, little bear.

Mm, I love apples.

Thank you, Cat.

We don't get any cake this year.

Mm, but I smell something.

It's birthday soup.

Is it chicken soup?

What?

I like chicken soup.

No.

Oh, is it duck soup?

Duck soup will do.

No, it's just birthday soup.

Mm.

Okay.

There.

Now we just have to wait for it to be done.

What do we do till then?

Let's play musical chairs.

Everyone get ready.

Does this mean I win?

No, duck, you're out.

Oh.

[screams]

[screams]

[screams]

[screams]

I won.

What's my prize?

How about, uh, ball of yarn?

[screams]

[screams]

[screams]

[screams]

[screams]

Now what?

Soup should be ready.

At least, I think it's ready.

Shouldn't we wait for Mother Bear?

No.

I guess Mother Bear will just have to miss it.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Go ahead.

Ah!

It's delicious.

Yes, divine.

I'm full.

I'm not.

Here, eat up.

Where can she be?

Well, I'm all out of things to do.

Well, why don't you try closing your eyes?

Closing my eyes?

Yes, and counting to three.

One.

Two.

Three.

Mother Bear.

Happy birthday, little bear.

I thought you'd forgotten my birthday.

I wanted to surprise you with this cake, but it took longer than I expected.

I never did forget your birthday, and I never will.

How about some cake?

First little bear must blow out his candles and make a wish.

Yay!

What did you wish for, my little bear?

If I told you, it wouldn't come true.

I wish somebody would cut the cake.

Happy birthday, little bear.

Thank you for coming to help me fix up my house.

What do you want to do to it, Hen?

It just needs a fresh coat of paint.

What color?

White, of course.

I think pink polka dots would be nice.

Don't be silly.

I like blue.

I'd like a nice, clean, sparkling white.

Thank you very much.

I have the paint right here.

Don't we need paint brushes?

Oh, yes.

I'll go get them.

Why don't you bring the paint up to the roof so we can start at the top?

How are we going to get the paint up there?

I know.

Easy.

Now just hand me the paint.

It's too heavy.

You better stay down here and hand it up to us.

Thank you, Cat.

You're welcome, little bear.

Yes, thanks, Cat.

Who's this?

It's me.

Little bear?

My goodness.

I didn't recognize you.

We had a little accident.

Oh, no, my paint.

Little bear?

Are you all right?

Are you all right?

Are you all white?

There is something very impressive about you and white.

Thank you, Anne.

Are you all white?

You could be a whole different bear.

Maybe you are a different bear.

What should I do?

Maybe you should go home.

Bears dripping paints certainly don't belong in a nice clean hen house.

At least until you're dry.

Maybe I better go home.

Are you all white?

Who am I?

You're a polar bear.

A polar bear?

Don't you know me out?

I don't know any polar bears.

You're sure I'm a polar bear?

Yes, and you're obviously lost.

No, I'm not. I'm going home.

Well, a polar bear's home is in the North Pole.

And the North Pole is that way.

Couldn't I just live here?

Oh, no. It's much too hot for polar bears.

You'd better go home as soon as possible.

Goodbye, polar bear.

The North Pole.

Yay!

I'm a great big polar bear.

Too much snow.

That's better.

Whoa!

Oof!

Whoa! Oof!

Oh, hello, squirrel.

Hey, it's me!

It's a long way to the North Pole.

I better go tell Mother Bear I'm leaving.

What on earth has happened to you?

I've become a polar bear, so I have to move up to the North Pole.

The North Pole?

That's where polar bears live.

Will you make me a fish sandwich for the trip?

Of course.

A whole basket of fish sandwiches.

But don't you think you should clean up before you go?

It's a long way, and who knows when you'll see a bathtub again?

In you go, polar bear.

Are you sure polar bears take baths?

I'm sure they must.

It's hard to keep a white coat clean.

Now let's do your tummy.

That tickles.

Almost done.

Now close your eyes so I can rinse you.

Now there's a clean little bear.

I guess I better go now.

Little bear, maybe you should take a hat for the journey.

Wait! I'm not a polar bear.

It's me. I can stay.

I'm very happy to hear it.

I wonder though if you could still eat a fish sandwich.

Mother bear, what are you cooking?

I thought I'd make a nice fish soup for supper.

Fish soup!

Did you hear that, Father Bear?

We're having your favorite soup.

Once, Father Bear, coming home.

Soon, little bear.

But not soon enough to bring a fish for tonight's soup.

I'll have to go buy one.

I know.

I'll bring you a fish, just like Father Bear would.

Little bear, if you want to fish, do it outside.

Okay.

If Father Bear can catch big fish, so can I.

Hello, Owl.

Why, hello, little bear.

What are you doing here?

I'm going to catch a fish for tonight's supper.

No, very nice, very nice.

I suppose it's time for me to think about supper as well.

Let's see now.

The winds are out of the south, southwest, and the tide is low.

Is that good?

I believe it is, nautically speaking.

Very well done.

Father Bear taught me.

Blow the man down, oh blow the man down.

Hey, ho, blow the man down.

What's that?

A fisherman's song.

Blow the man down, oh blow the man down.

Hey, ho, blow the man down.

Whoa, I think I got one.

Don't pull too hard.

Don't ease up.

Whoa!

Push!

You go!

Is it too tiny?

Looks fine to me.

It's been a busy day fishing.

Don't you think you should...

I mean, even though you already caught a very nice fish,

it might be wise for you to keep fishing.

I know what.

I'll be Father Bear.

You can be you, and we are fishing.

Where are we fishing?

On the ocean.

Blow the man down, oh blow the man down.

Look at all the fish.

What is it?

A trout?

Well, that's not a trout.

Maybe it's a flounder.

What did you catch?

Looks like a halibut to me.

What's a halibut?

My favorite cat.

Whoa!

What is it?

I don't know.

There's something on my line that's big.

Don't lose it.

Keep pulling it in.

Throw it back.

An octopus can be dangerous.

How's close?

We better turn the boat around.

Hey, Skipper.

I've got something too.

What do you think it is?

I don't know.

It's real big.

Let me help.

Go right there.

Don't let it get away.

It's a whale.

Hello, whale.

It doesn't look too friendly.

Throw it back.

Oh, no!

There you are.

What are you doing under the log?

We were just about to be eaten.

Eating?

Yes, by a whale.

A whale?

Really?

How exciting?

It was exciting.

Alan and I were fishing on this big boat.

I caught a trout.

Or maybe it was a flounder.

Slow down, little bear.

An owl caught a halibut.

And then he caught an octopus.

And then all of a sudden...

Say...

Where is Alan?

Alan!

Right here, little bear.

Weren't you scared too?

Scared?

Me?

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Not at all.

And did you catch any fish?

Oh, yes.

Right here.

My fish.

It's gone.

Gone?

I had a fish.

A real little fish.

When I actually caught.

There was a fish here, mother.

Of course there was.

Little bear.

Your fishing rod.

There's your fish.

It looks like the perfect fish for my soup.

More soup, owl?

Oh, I couldn't, mother bear.

But thank you, it was scrumptious.

Little bear?

Yes, please.

It's a delicious fish, but I do say so myself.

Someday, when I'm as big as father bear,

I'm going to go on a big boat and catch a big fish.

Yes, you will.

And I'll catch a real octopus too.

And maybe even a whale.

I don't know about octopus and whales,

but you will certainly sail in a real boat.

Little bear already fishes very well, don't you think?

Yes, he's a real fisherman, just like his father.

Exactly.

Just like his father.

Exactly.