Tigger & Pooh and a Musical Too

Piglet:
[reading Rabbit's rule] "Pooh-Sticks will be played every day from 2:00 to 4:00." But what if we want to play it in the morning?

Rabbit:
Don't worry. You won't.

Tigger:
"No permitting flitting, crossed-legged sitting, quitting, quilting, or knitting"?

Rabbit:
Trust me on that one.

Darby:
That's an awful lot of rules, Rabbit.

Tigger:
And a lot of rules that are awful.

Rabbit:
Uneasy lies the head that wears the straw hat.

Rabbit:
Tigger, why do you keep following me around?

Tigger:
[miserably] Well, what else am I supposed to do?

Rabbit:
Something! Anything! B-but you can't follow me around all day! [Tigger follows him into the distance] Tigger!

Tigger:
What?

Lumpy:
That's funny. Your grass doesn't look any greener than ours.

Roo:
What do you mean?

Lumpy:
Rabbit says the grass on your side is greener, but Tigger says ours is. I think he's right. Yes, definitely. Ours is greener.

Roo:
I don't know. I think maybe Rabbit is right. Ours is greener. A little, anyway.

Rabbit:
I'm issuing a one-day pass for the Super Sleuths to pass! Onto this side, that is.

Beaver:
[loudly, over megaphone] The Mayor has issued the Super Sleuths a pass!

Rabbit:
[grimacing] Yes. Thank you, Beaver.