♪ SOMEWHERE DEEP
IN BEAR COUNTRY ♪ ♪ LIVES THE BERENSTAIN
BEAR FAMILY ♪ ♪ THEY'RE KIND OF FURRY
AROUND THE TORSO ♪ ♪ THEY'RE A LOT LIKE PEOPLE
ONLY MORE SO ♪ ♪ THE BEAR FACT IS THAT ♪ ♪ THEY'RE JUST LIKE
YOU AND ME ♪ ♪ THE ONLY DIFFERENCE ♪ ♪ IS THEY LIVE
IN A TREE ♪ ♪ THE BERENSTAIN BEARS ♪ ♪ WHEN THINGS GO WRONG
AS THINGS MIGHT DO ♪ ♪ THE BERENSTAIN BEARS
WILL FIND A WAY THROUGH ♪ ♪ MAMA, PAPA,
SISTER AND BROTHER ♪ ♪ THEY'LL ALWAYS BE THERE
FOR EACH OTHER ♪ ♪ THE BEAR FACT IS THAT ♪ ♪ THEY CAN BE
SWEET AS HONEY ♪ ♪ SOMETIMES YOU'LL FIND ♪ ♪ THEY MIGHT BE
JUST PLAIN FUNNY ♪ ♪ THE BERENSTAIN BEARS ♪ ♪ THE BERENSTAIN BEARS ♪ MAMA:<i>
UH-OH, SOME NEIGHBOURS</i> <i> MOVED AWAY.</i> PAPA:<i>
NOW WHO'S COMING HERE TO STAY?</i> WHO WOULD'VE THOUGHT
OUR GOOD NEIGHBOURS, THE KODIAKS,
WOULD EVER MOVE AWAY. MR. KODIAK:
WE'RE REALLY GOING
TO MISS EVERYONE. OUR LAWNS WILL NEVER
LOOK THE SAME. WITH YOU MOWING
AND ME TRIMMING, WE MADE THEM LOOK
AS LUSH AS A GOLF COURSE. MR. KODIAK:
MAYBE YOUR NEW NEIGHBOUR WILL
TEAM UP WITH YOU TOO, PAPA. YOUR SECRET RECIPE FOR
BUMBLEBERRY PIE? UH-HUH, MY GOING AWAY
PRESENT TO YOU. HONEY CRUNCH BRITTLE? BOTH:
OH... COOL, LET ME TRY! ME TOO! MRS. KODIAK:
MICHAEL, IT'S TIME TO GO. WE'RE SURE GOING
TO MISS YOU, MICHAEL. ME TOO. WELL, I GUESS THAT'S IT. YOU HAVE OUR NEW ADDRESS, SO WE'RE EXPECTING
LETTERS FROM EVERYBODY. SPEAKING OF LETTERS, YOU FORGOT
TO TAKE THE MAILBOX I MADE FOR YOU
WHEN YOU FIRST MOVED IN. WE THOUGHT IT WOULD BE
NICE TO LEAVE IT FOR YOUR NEW NEIGHBOURS. MRS. KODIAK:
IF YOU DON'T MIND. (CHUCKLING)
NOT AT ALL. MR. KODIAK:
OK, BYE. MRS. KODIAK:
BYE! GOODBYE! ALL:
BYE! (HONKING) THERE GO THE BEST NEIGHBOURS
ANYONE COULD EVER HAVE. YES, I HOPE OUR NEW NEIGHBOURS
ARE HALF AS NICE. (STRAINING) OH, IT WAS EASIER WHEN
MR. KODIAK DID THE MOWING AND I DID THE TRIMMING. (STRAINING) CAREFUL NOW, PAPA. REMEMBER YOUR-- (YELLING) ...BACK. TIME FOR A BREAK. HOW ABOUT SOME LEMONADE? OH, UH, THAT
WOULD BE NICE. THANKS, MAMA. (BEEPING) HUH? OH, LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE'S
MOVING INTO KODIAK'S PLACE. LOOK, THEY HAVE CUBS! AND THEY'RE OUR AGE TOO. CAN WE GO OVER
AND SAY HI? MAMA:
WE SHOULD LET THEM
GET THINGS SORTED OUT FIRST. (WHINING) IT'S THE NEIGHBOURLY
THING TO DO. WE'LL GO OVER TOMORROW
AND WELCOME THEM WITH A JAR OF PAPA'S BEST HONEY
AS A HOUSEWARMING GIFT. SOUNDS FINE TO ME. JUST AS LONG AS I
DON'T HAVE TO WEAR A TIE. WE'LL MAKE A GOOD
FIRST IMPRESSION. HEY, LOOK. ARE WE ON TV? INTERCOM:<i>
HELLO?</i> HELLO! WE'RE... YOUR...
NEIGHBOURS! INTERCOM:<i>
I'M SORRY,
I CAN'T HEAR YOU.</i> <i> I'M REWIRING
THE ELECTRICAL SYSTEM,</i> <i> AND I'M AFRAID THE SPEAKERS AND
ELECTRONIC DOORS ARE LOCKED.</i> WELL THEN, I GUESS
WE'LL... GO HOME. (STRAINING) OW!
OH, OH... ANYTHING IMPORTANT? A LETTER FROM
THE KODIAKS FOR US. THE REST IS FOR
OUR NEW NEIGHBOURS. SEEMS THEIR MAILBOX
IS MISSING. HUH? WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE
HAPPENED TO IT? SINCE WE'VE GOT THEIR MAIL,
MAYBE YOU COULD TAKE IT OVER. AFTER ALL, THE BEST WAY
TO HAVE A GOOD NEIGHBOUR IS TO BE A GOOD NEIGHBOUR. (KNOCKING) (YELLING) HELLO. URSUS IS THE NAME. JUST MOVED HERE
FROM BIG BEAR CITY. AH, PLEASED TO
MEET YOU, MR. URSUS. I'M PAPA BEAR,
YOUR NEIGHBOUR. AHH, YES. YOU WERE HERE YESTERDAY,
WITH YOUR FAMILY. I'M SORRY IF IT SEEMED
LIKE I CUT YOU OFF. I MUST HAVE BLOWN
A FUSE OR SOMETHING. I'M STILL WORKING
ON THE WIRING. WHEN IT COMES TO
ELECTRICAL WORK, THEY SAY I'M PRETTY HANDY
WITH A SCREWDRIVER. IF YOU NEED
SOME HELP... NO SCREWDRIVERS,
MR. BEAR. IT'S ALL CIRCUIT BOARDS
AND MICROCHIPS FOR ME. SNAP THEM IN,
SNAP THEM OUT. UH... WELL, THAT'S
NOT REALLY MY AREA. I'M MORE OF A HAMMER
AND NAILS BEAR MYSELF. HAND-CRAFTED FURNITURE,
MAILBOXES... WHICH REMINDS ME. IT SEEMS LIKE YOUR
MAILBOX IS MISSING. (CHUCKLING) OH, NOT AT ALL,
MR. BEAR. I TOOK IT DOWN. BUT THAT WAS A ONE-OF-A-KIND,
HAND-CRAFTED MAILBOX I MADE WITH
MY OWN TWO HANDS. URSUS:
OH... WELL, I DIDN'T REALLY HAVE
ANY USE FOR A MANUAL MAILBOX. I MAKE ELECTRONIC GIZMOS
FOR A LIVING, LIKE THIS. AND WHEN THE
MAIL ARRIVES... I'D BE PLEASED TO INSTALL ONE
OF THESE FOR YOU, MR. BEAR. WELL, I SORT OF
ENJOY MY STROLL OUT TO MY... "MANUAL"
MAILBOX EACH DAY. OK!
(LAUGHING) HMPH, I DON'T SEE
WHAT'S SO FUNNY ABOUT THAT. OH, I'M SORRY. I'M NOT LAUGHING AT YOU. IT'S MY PAGER. IT VIBRATES TO LET ME KNOW I HAVE AN IMPORTANT
E-MAIL MESSAGE COMING IN. IT TICKLES. OH, YOU'LL
HAVE TO EXCUSE ME. I MUST GO NOW. IT WAS NICE MEETING YOU! (DOOR OPENING) HERE. HUH? MAYBE SOMEONE YOU KNOW
CAN USE THIS. ELECTRONIC MAILBOX, HMPH. THAT'S DIFFERENT. WHAT'S WRONG
WITH GOOD OLD WOOD? (LAUGHING) OOPS. (BANGING) BROTHER:
HI, I'M BROTHER. AND I'M SISTER. HI, I'M BONNIE. AND I'M AIDEN. YOU WANT TO
PLAY SOCCER? OK, BUT HOW ABOUT
TRYING OUR GAME FIRST? LACROSSE. SEE?
LIKE THIS. THIS SURE IS DIFFERENT. IT'S NEAT.
I LIKE IT. HELLO, IS YOUR MAMA HOME? (ENGINE RUMBLING) HERE SHE COMES NOW. (GASPING) (ENGINE RUMBLING) OH... HELLO, I'M MAMA BEAR. YOUR... NEIGHBOUR. OH, HELLO. YOU LOOK SURPRISED. NO, WELL, I MEAN... UH, YOUR MOTORCYCLE...
IT'S SO DIFFERENT. IT'S GREAT FOR RUNNING OUT
TO PICK UP A FEW GROCERIES. (GASPING) THAT'S NOT...
HONEY, IS IT? MAMA:
YES. A GIFT TO WELCOME YOU
TO THE NEIGHBOURHOOD. OOH, I'M AFRAID
I CAN'T ACCEPT IT. OH, I'M SORRY. I DIDN'T MEAN TO...
OFFEND YOU. IT'S NOT THAT. MR. URSUS HAS AN
UNCONTROLLABLE SWEET TOOTH. HE'D EAT THE WHOLE JAR
IN ONE SITTING. (CHUCKLING) SOUNDS LIKE MY HUSBAND. AND HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE
WATCHING HIS WEIGHT. BUT THE TRUTH IS... YOU'RE THE ONE
WATCHING HIS WEIGHT? YES! A LOT LIKE MY HUSBAND. BUT WE'RE NOT
DIETING, ARE WE? NOT AT ALL. I'LL MAKE UP
SOME BISCUITS. OH, THAT WOULD
BE LOVELY. MRS. URSUS:
WELL, COME ON. OH, THIS IS
SO EXCITING! (LAUGHING) PAPA:
HMPH, HE LIKES THINGS WITH
DOO-DADS AND PUSH BUTTONS MORE THAN A GOOD
OLD-FASHIONED MAILBOX. OH... MY BACK. THAT LAWN MOVER. A MAILBOX THAT DRIVES THE MAIL
RIGHT INTO THE HOUSE IS PRETTY COOL, PAPA. SISTER:
YEAH, CAN WE
GET ONE, PAPA? HMPH. OH, BY THE WAY, I HAD TEA
WITH MRS. URSUS TODAY. SHE RIDES A MOTORCYCLE! SHE RIDES A MOTORCYCLE? SHE OFFERED TO TEACH ME
HOW TO RIDE IT. YOU? ON A MOTORCYCLE? OW, OH! THAT WAS AFTER SHE TOLD ME SHE
COULDN'T ACCEPT THE HONEY. WHAT? SHE DIDN'T WANT MY
PRIZE-WINNING HONEY? WHAT KIND OF NEW
NEIGHBOURS DO WE HAVE? (CHUCKLING) SHE DIDN'T WANT IT BECAUSE
MR. URSUS IS ON A DIET. OH. AND WE MET
THE CUBS, PAPA. SISTER:
BONNIE AND AIDEN. THEY SHOWED US HOW
TO PLAY LACROSSE. LACROSSE? WHAT'S WRONG WITH
SOCCER AND BASEBALL? NOTHING. LACROSSE IS FUN TOO. MOTORIZED MAILBOXES,
A MOTORCYCLE MAMA, LACROSSE... HA, THEY SURE ARE DIFFERENT. OH! (KNOCKING) MAMA:
I'LL GET IT. HELLO. MRS. URSUS:
HELLO. MAMA:
THANK YOU. (DOOR CLOSING) MRS. URSUS JUST
BROUGHT OVER DESSERT. IT'S FRUIT CAKE. OH, FRUIT CAKE'S
MY FAVOURITE. HUH? I'M A FRUIT CAKE EXPERT, AND THAT'S NO FRUIT CAKE
LIKE I'VE EVER SEEN BEFORE. HMM... I MUST ADMIT, IT IS
A LITTLE DIFFERENT LOOKING. BUT BRINGING IT OVER
CERTAINLY WAS NEIGHBOURLY. AND SINCE THE BEST WAY
TO HAVE A GOOD NEIGHBOUR IS TO BE A GOOD NEIGHBOUR,
THE LEAST WE CAN DO IS TRY IT. MMM! SISTER:
MMM! BROTHER:
MMM! MMM... IT TASTES DELICIOUS. DIFFERENT... AND SINCE WHEN IS DIFFERENT
A BAD THING, PAPA? SISTER:
YOU LIKE GOING A DIFFERENT WAY
TO GRAN AND GRAMPS EVERY TIME. AND YOU ALWAYS TELL ME TO THROW
DIFFERENT BASEBALL PITCHES. AND SO, WE'VE GOT
DIFFERENT NEIGHBOURS. EVERYBODY'S DIFFERENT
IN SOME WAY OR ANOTHER. YOU'RE RIGHT. THERE'S NOTHING WRONG
WITH A FRUIT CAKE THAT LOOKS
A LITTLE DIFFERENT. (LAUGHING) AND THAT GOES
FOR NEIGHBOURS TOO. FROM NOW ON, I PROMISE TO
ACCEPT THEM FOR WHO THEY ARE. ESPECIALLY IF THERE'S
MORE FRUIT CAKE TO BE HAD. (MUNCHING) NOW YOU'RE GETTING
THE HANG OF MY HIGH-SPEED, REMOTE CONTROL
LAWNMOWER, MR. BEAR. THANKS, MR. URSUS. AND THE CUT IS AS GOOD
AS WHEN MR. KODIAK DID IT. JUST... DIFFERENT. MRS. URSUS:
DIFFERENT?
(LAUGHING) COMING FROM BEAR CITY, WE THOUGHT ALL OF BEAR COUNTRY
LOOKED DIFFERENT. WELL, I GUESS IT WOULD
SEEM DIFFERENT. YOU KNOW THE BEST THING
ABOUT MY HIGH-SPEED MOWER? IT LEAVES ME LOTS OF TIME
TO GO FISHING. (GASPING)
YOU LIKE FISHING? (LAUGHING)
ME TOO. (LAUGHING) BROTHER:<i>
WHEN PAPA COMPLAINS</i> <i> THAT THE ROADS NEED REPAIR...</i> SISTER:<i>
THE FAMILY SAYS</i> <i> HE SHOULD BE THE NEW MAYOR.</i> THIS ROAD'S A LITTLE BUMPY. MAMA:
OH! A LOT BUMPY. (TIRE BLOWING) OH... DIDN'T WE GET A FLAT TIRE
HERE LAST WEEK? YES, AND I WROTE NOT ONE,
BUT TWO LETTERS TO MAYOR HONEYPOT TO COMPLAIN
ABOUT THESE POTHOLES, BUT THE POTHOLES
ARE STILL HERE. IS THAT WHAT
THE MAYOR DOES? THE MAYOR IS SUPPOSED TO BE
IN CHARGE OF THE WHOLE TOWN. WHENEVER SOMETHING
GOES WRONG OR NEEDS FIXING, HE TAKES CARE OF IT,
ROADS INCLUDED. AS SOON AS I GET
THIS TIRE CHANGED, I'M GOING TO THE TOWN HALL
TO ASK MAYOR HONEYPOT WHY THESE POTHOLES
ARE STILL HERE! MAMA:
OK, YOU FETCH STICKS
AND CHASE SQUIRRELS... (BARKING) I'M A DOG. (LAUGHING)
THAT'S RIGHT! NOW ROLL THE DICE
AND PICK A CARD FOR PAPA. SO, HOW DID IT GO
DOWN AT TOWN HALL? WHAT DID MAYOR HONEYPOT SAY? (TIRED LAUGHING) I DIDN'T GET
TO SEE THE MAYOR. HIS SECRETARY SAID
HE WAS IN A MEETING. SHE SUGGESTED I WRITE
HIM A LETTER. ANOTHER LETTER, PAPA? EXACTLY. HMPH, IF WERE MAYOR, I WOULDN'T BE WASTING
MY TIME IN MEETINGS, NO SIR. I'D BE OUT THERE
GETTING THINGS DONE, LIKE FIXING
THOSE POTHOLES. MAYBE YOU SHOULD
BE THE MAYOR, PAPA. PAPA CAN BE
THE MAYOR? SURE. IF EVERYONE IN TOWN PICKS PAPA
INSTEAD OF MAYOR HONEYPOT, THEN PAPA WINS THE CONTEST, AND BECOMES MAYOR
OF BEAR COUNTRY. HMM... IF THAT'S WHAT YOU
WANT TO DO, THAT'S GREAT, BUT JUST REMEMBER:
BEING THE MAYOR IS A BIG JOB. IT CAN'T BE SO BIG THAT I CAN'T
GET A FEW POTHOLES FIXED. NOW WHOSE TURN IS IT? YOURS, PAPA. YOU LIVE ON A FARM AND WAKE
EVERYONE UP IN THE MORNING. COCK-DOODLE-DOO,
I'M A ROOSTER. (LAUGHING) HMM, I DON'T KNOW. FOR A BEAR
WHO WANTS TO BE MAYOR, THAT WASN'T VERY CONVINCING. COCK-A-DOODLE-DEE! VOTE FOR ME! (LAUGHING) I'LL VOTE FOR YOU, PAPA. ME TOO. HEY, LOOK AT THAT. I'M WINNING
BY A LANDSLIDE ALREADY. MAMA, WHAT DOES PAPA
HAVE TO DO TO BE MAYOR? FIRST, WE HAVE TO
LET EVERYONE KNOW THAT PAPA WANTS TO BE MAYOR. SO WE TAKE HIS PICTURE... (HUMMING) MAMA:<i>
...AND PUT IT ON SIGNS.</i> <i> AND THEN WE PUT THOSE SIGNS
ALL OVER BEAR COUNTRY,</i> <i> JUST LIKE MAYOR
HONEYPOT HAS DONE.</i> <i> THIS IS SO THAT BEARS
WILL KNOW WHO PAPA IS.</i> <i> AND THEN WE TELL THEM WHY PAPA
IS GOING TO BE THE BEST MAYOR</i> <i> BEAR COUNTRY EVER HAD.</i> AHEM... UM, IF
I'M ELECTED MAYOR, I PROMISE THERE WON'T BE ANY MORE POTHOLES
IN BEAR COUNTRY. (CLAPPING) AND, UH,
IF I'M ELECTED MAYOR, YOU WON'T HAVE TO WRITE
THREE LETTERS IF YOU WANT TO COMPLAIN
TO ME ABOUT SOMETHING. (CLAPPING) AND, IF YOU CHOOSE ME, THERE WILL BE NO MORE WAITING
IN LINE JUST TO BE TOLD, "I'M IN A MEETING." (CHEERING) IF YOU WANT SOMETHING DONE, I'LL BE THE BEAR
TO GET IT DONE. (CHEERING) (CAMERA FLASHING) GOOD MORNING, EVERYONE. (SNICKERING) SISTER:
SURPRISE! HUH? SISTER:
PAPA'S IN THE PAPER! (GIGGLING) ON THE FRONT PAGE. WELL, WHAT DO YOU KNOW? THE STORY SAYS YOU'RE
GAINING MOMENTUM. WHAT'S MO-MEN-TUM, MAMA? THAT MEANS MORE BEARS
ARE THINKING OF VOTING FOR PAPA NOW
THAN EVER BEFORE. HE'S CATCHING UP
TO MAYOR HONEYPOT. AND I NEVER WOULD HAVE
GOTTEN EVEN THIS FAR WITHOUT ALL OF
YOUR HARD WORK. THANKS. (PHONE RINGING) I'LL GET IT. MMM... HONEY FRENCH TOAST. SISTER:
PAPA, IT'S FOR YOU. PROBABLY SOMEONE
FROM THE NEWSPAPER AGAIN WANTING MORE PICTURES OF ME. AHEM... HELLO? PAPA Q. BEAR, SOON TO
BE MAYOR, HERE. (SNEEZING) OH! UH, IF I VOTE FOR YOU
AND YOU BECOME THE NEW MAYOR, WILL YOU CHANGE THE TULIPS
ON MAIN STREET TO PETUNIAS? I'M ALLERGIC TO TULIPS. (SNEEZING) SHOULDN'T BE A PROBLEM. TULIPS TO PETUNIAS,
MAIN STREET, GOT IT. BYE NOW. (KNOCKING) I'LL GET IT. MAMA:
THERE'S SOME PEOPLE
HERE TO SEE YOU, PAPA. THEY WANT TO KNOW IF THEY VOTE
FOR YOU AND YOU BECOME MAYOR, WILL YOU SWITCH THE SUMMER
HONEY FESTIVAL TO WINTER? YOU'D BETTER START
MAKING A LIST. THAT'S ALL RIGHT. IT'S ONLY
A COUPLE OF THINGS. POTHOLES, PETUNIAS,
AND THE HONEY FESTIVAL. I GUESS IT WOULDN'T HURT
TO WRITE THINGS DOWN. (KNOCKING) (SIGHING) MI-- I KNOW. IF I GET ELECTED MAYOR, THERE'S SOMETHING
YOU WOULD LIKE ME TO DO. WHY, YES. HOW DID YOU GUESS? HA, YOU HAVE TO KNOW
THESE THINGS WHEN YOU ARE
RUNNING FOR MAYOR. BUT DON'T WORRY, MS. GRIZZLE,
WHATEVER IT IS, I'LL MAKE SURE IT GETS DONE. OH, THANK YOU. I NEED ALL THE TREES
ON MY STREET CUT DOWN. WHY, CERTAINLY. YOU HAVE PAPA Q. BEAR'S
GUARANTEE THAT-- ALL THE TREES
ON YOUR STREET CUT DOWN? EXACTLY. BUT, MS. GRIZZLE...
ALL OF THEM? WHY? WELL, EVERY TIME
PERCY GETS FRIGHTENED, HE RUNS UP
ONE OF THOSE TREES AND HE'S TOO AFRAID
TO COME DOWN. PERCY? PERCY IS MS. GRIZZLE'S
CAT, PAPA. OH... SO, IF THE TREES
WERE CUT DOWN, PERCY COULDN'T
CLIMB UP THEM. OH, YOU'RE GOING TO BE
ONE SMART MAYOR, MR. BEAR. NOW, HOW AM I GOING
TO GET HIM DOWN? DON'T WORRY, MS. GRIZZLE,
PAPA WILL TAKE CARE OF IT. I WILL? WE'LL GET THE LADDER. WE WILL? BUT, BUT I'M NOT
EVEN MAYOR YET. THERE WE GO. SAFE AND SOUND. OH, HOW CAN I EVER
THANK YOU, MR. BEAR? WELL, HEH, A VOTE
WOULDN'T HURT, MS. GRIZZLE. YOU KNOW,
IT WOULD BE A SHAME TO HAVE TO CUT
ALL THESE TREES DOWN. WELL, THEN WE NEED
TO FIGURE OUT A WAY TO KEEP PERCY FROM CLIMBING
THEM IN THE FIRST PLACE. NOW THERE'S AN IDEA
THAT GIVES ME AN IDEA. NOW, DON'T WORRY,
MS. GRIZZLE. THIS FERTILIZER IS ACTUALLY
GOOD FOR THE TREE. DO YOU THINK IT WILL SOLVE
MY PROBLEM WITH PERCY? WELL, LET'S SEE
WHAT HAPPENS. (SNIFFING) (MEOWING) I DON'T BLAME HIM. IT'S PRETTY SMELLY STUFF. GREAT IDEA, MR. BEAR. THANK YOU. YOU'VE GOT MY VOTE. AND THANK YOU, MS. GRIZZLE. YOU ARE THE ONE WHO HELPED
GIVE ME THE IDEA. NOW, WHAT ABOUT
THE REST OF THE TREES? CAN'T HAVE PERCY RUNNING UP
THOSE ONES EITHER. (GROANING) MAMA:
CAN'T SLEEP? A CUP OF HOT
COCOA MIGHT HELP. THANKS, MAMA,
BUT I'M NOT SURE IT WILL. HOW DID I GET MYSELF
INTO ALL OF THIS? IT'S NOT JUST PETUNIAS
AND HONEY FESTIVALS. THE SCHOOL NEEDS A NEW ROOF. THE BRIDGE OVER THE STREAM
IS FALLING APART. WE NEED MORE PARKING
AT THE HOSPITAL. NEW BOOKS FOR THE LIBRARY. (SIGHING) YOU WERE RIGHT, MAMA. BEING A MAYOR IS A BIG JOB. NOW I KNOW WHY MAYOR HONEYPOT
DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO SEE ME. HE HAS A LOT MORE
IMPORTANT THINGS TO WORRY ABOUT
THAN A FEW POTHOLES. IF I BECOME MAYOR, I'M
NOT SURE I CAN DO IT ALL. WELL, IT LOOKS LIKE
YOU'RE GOING TO FIND OUT. YOU STAND A PRETTY GOOD CHANCE
OF WINNING TOMORROW. I KNOW. WELL, AT LEAST YOU FOUND A WAY
TO GET OUT OF CUTTING DOWN ALL THE TREES ON
MS. GRIZZLE'S STREET. YES. WE FOUND A WAY TO SOLVE
THAT PROBLEM TOGETHER. NOW, IF ONLY WE COULD
GET EVERYONE TO HELP LIKE MS. GRIZZLE, AND BE
PART OF THE SOLUTION INSTEAD OF JUST
PART OF THE PROBLEM. IT WOULD MAKE ANY MAYOR'S
JOB A WHOLE LOT EASIER. DID YOU HEAR
WHAT YOU JUST SAID? HELP BE PART
OF THE SOLUTION. WHY DID MAMA AND PAPA GO BEHIND
THOSE CURTAINS, BROTHER? BECAUSE TODAY,
ALL THE GROWN-UPS ARE PICKING WHO THEY WANT
TO BE THE MAYOR. THE RULE IS THAT EACH VOTE
HAS TO BE SECRET. THEN, AFTER EVERYONE PUTS
THEIR VOTE IN THAT BOX, THE VOTES ARE COUNTED UP. WHOEVER GETS THE MOST VOTES
WINS AND IS THE NEW MAYOR. SO WHO DO YOU THINK
IS GOING TO WIN, PAPA, YOU OR MAYOR HONEYPOT? OH, I KNOW WHO'S
GOING TO WIN, SISTER. MAYOR HONEYPOT. (GASPING) I WANT TO THANK YOU
FOR DROPPING OUT, PAPA BEAR. I WAS SURE YOU WERE
GOING TO WIN. YOU DROPPED OUT
OF THE RACE? YES. I REALIZED
THAT MAYOR HONEYPOT IS DOING A BETTER JOB
THAN I EVER COULD. INSTEAD OF TRYING
TO TAKE HIS PLACE, I CAN DO MORE FOR BEAR COUNTRY
BY HELPING MAYOR HONEYPOT. INSTEAD OF JUST COMPLAINING
AND BEING PART OF THE PROBLEM, I'M GOING TO BE
PART OF THE SOLUTION AND HELP HIM
GET THINGS DONE. WELL, THAT'S WHY
I HAVE FORMED THE BEAR COUNTRY
VOLUNTEERS COMMITTEE. THE COMMITTEE WILL FIX THINGS
ALL OVER BEAR COUNTRY, AND ANYONE WHO WANTS
TO HELP CAN JOIN. AND I'VE APPOINTED
YOUR PAPA AS PRESIDENT. BOTH:
YAY, PAPA! AND AS PRESIDENT OF
THE VOLUNTEER COMMITTEE, I WOULD LIKE TO GET
MY FIRST PROJECT UNDERWAY. LET ME GUESS. FIXING THOSE POTHOLES? (LAUGHING) YOU BETCHA. BOTH:
WE WANT TO HELP,
WE WANT TO HELP! (LAUGHING) THAT'S THE SPIRIT. NOW YOU ARE OFFICIAL MEMBERS
OF THE VOLUNTEER COMMITTEE. WELL, WHAT ARE WE
WAITING FOR? LET'S GO. ♪
