[MUSIC PLAYING - "PETER RABBIT THEME SONG"]
(SINGING) Let's go!
Peter Rabbit Go on a run, run for our lives.
We'll tear a hole in every fence and every wall.
Peter Rabbit!
Run through the fields, run wild and free,
and grab a piece of every radish that we see.
Peter Rabbit!
Go day and night, go for it all.
It's time to fly, come on, the wind's begun to blow Let's go!
'Cause you and I, we weren't made for going slow.
Let's go!
Adventure calls.
The game is on.
Come on!
Let's go!
Peter Rabbit Let's go!
NARRATOR: The Tale of the Musical Mayhem
The grass is green, the sun is shining.
What a day for a radish raid.
Hey, Benjamin!
Benjamin, rise and shine!
Benjamin?
Hm.
Lily?
Hello?
Lily?
Where is everyone?
[HUMMING] Hm?
And what is that?
[SINGING] Dragonfly why oh, why must
you fly so high that's all we wanted
to say doobeedoobee doo lalala
Hey, Lily, Benjamin!
Oh, hi, Peter.
How are you doobee doobeee doing?
I'm doobee doing just fine.
I forgot all about the auditions to Mr. Fisher's recital.
Are you going to try out, Peter?
No way.
Today is a perfect day for a radish ride.
I guess I'll just see you later.
Oh.
There you are, Peter.
Come to help out.
Um.
Excellent!
I could do with some assistance.
Actually, I was--
Preparing to be dazzled?
I know just how you feel and what a day for it.
The grass is green, the sun is shining.
Right over here, Peter.
You take notes.
Uh, well, uh, I uh.
(SINGING) If you're a rabbit, get in a habit of gaining
your burrow each day.
That's all we wanted to say.
Ah, congratulations, Flopsy, Mopsy.
You're in the show!
Yay!
Write it down for me, Peter.
Who's next?
[GIGGLING]
Carrots and radishes and cucumbers and radishes.
I think she's just listing vegetables.
And, um, carrots!
Adorable, such raw talent she's in to!
Nice singing, Cottontail.
Bye bye!
Next, please.
[BREATHES]
I'm ready for my audition.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
(SINGING) All cakes oh, I love to bake Oh,
cakes, smells so great to bake fresh!
Oh, quack!
[YELLING]
Uh!
That's the loudest thing I've ever heard!
Sublime!
You're in.
And last but not least, we have squirrel, Nutkin.
Oh, dear.
Wherever could he be?
Was I too quiet on that last one, Mr. Fisher?
Yeah I'd be happy to try again.
(SINGING) Oh, cakes, oh--
We can find him, Mr. Fisher.
Yes, that's a good idea.
Nutkin?
Hello?
Nutkin!
Nutkin.
Whoopsie.
I don't think he's here.
He's probably just playing hide and seek.
You know Nutkin.
[SQUIRREL TALKING]
Felix says Nutkin was here practicing for his audition.
[SQUIRREL TALKS CONTINUOUSLY]
All day, every day.
Nutkin wouldn't stop!
So, they kicked him out of the camp
to get some peace and quiet.
Um, this is peace and quiet?
I guess we should tell Mr. Fisher we couldn't find him.
No way!
A good rabbit never gives up.
We said we'd get Nutkin to his audition and we will.
Let's hop to it.
Nutkin, Nutkin!
Hm, just in case pocket, just in case.
I think Nutkin was here.
He was probably practicing singing on this rock.
Lalala.
And munching on hazelnuts uh, actually, a lot of hazelnuts,
but then it looks like maybe someone came by and interrupted
You got all that from a rock and a few nut shows?
Lily's right.
Somebody did come by.
Mr. Tod!
Ah, help!
Come on!
Rabbits are brave.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
(SINGING) You gotta be strong.
You've got to be smart.
You've got to be quick.
You've got to have heart.
Rabbits are brave, brave, brave.
You got to be bold to get what you need.
You gotta be tough to gonna succeed.
Rabbits are brave, rabbits are brave, rabbits are brave.
Rabbits are brave.
Nothing's gonna stop you now.
Rabbits are brave, rabbits are brave, rabbits are brave.
Oh, is it too much to ask for one measly squirrel sandwich?
[SINGING IN DISTANCE]
Oh, I suppose I could make two with a duck dish.
Ah, quack!
Oh, what on Earth is that rocket?
Bravo, Jemima!
Well done.
[LAUGHING]
Yes, bravo, indeed.
That's quite a voice you have, Jemima and Mr.
Fisher quite the conductor.
How kind of you, Mr. Tod.
Would you like to hear more?
Yes, miss I'm hungry for more.
We showed that nasty fox a thing or two didn't we?
I'd better be getting back to camp.
Felix is probably missing me by now.
Um, aren't you forgetting something, Nutkin?
Your singing audition.
Oh, yeah.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la.
And how does the next beat go?
La?
Thank you.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
Whoa, Nutkin's voice!
He actually sounds--
Good!
[LAUGHTER]
Hello.
Anybody?
I'm ready for my audition.
Where is everyone?
I've got a bad feeling about this.
The fox-- he took Mr. Fisher and Mrs. Puddleduck.
Oh, no.
Then we've got to save them.
But--
No buts, Benjamin.
Let's hop to it.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
It's coming from inside.
This way!
[GRUNTS]
What are they doing?
Lalala
Singing.
Always glad to meet a fellow music lover.
It would be our pleasure to give you a private recital.
Oh, yes.
There's nothing I love more than a little music
with dinner or for dinner.
You ain't heard nothing yet.
I love all cakes it's true and soon, so will you, so will you.
I could see you're impressed, Mr. Tod.
That's nothing.
I can go even louder.
Eh-em.
[SINGING LOUDLY]
Oh, my ears.
I mean, I've never heard anything so wonderful.
Oh, do carry on.
As soon as I get that singing duck into my cooking pot,
the better.
Please.
Can we get out of here?
Not yet, Benjamin.
We've got to get them out of there.
No, unacceptable!
Huh?
I mean, why does she get to sing for an audience?
I have the voice of an angel.
(SINGING) Hazelnuts.
My hazelnuts.
Nearly ready.
Time to silence that dreadful duck!
Oh, now what?
Nutkin!
Shh.
Hm, three little rabbits, and a squirrel to add to the pot.
What an unexpected treat.
Uh, don't stop, my dear Jemima.
I'll be right back and then it's time to eat.
Oh, my hazelnuts.
Nutkin.
Mr. Tod will hear you.
Too late--
Aha.
(SINGING) How I'd love to eat you.
No, don't shush Nutkin.
Ah!
A fan, at last.
Peter?
You can't miss this obviously.
It's Nutkin singing and I'll rescue
Mrs. Puddluduck and Mr. Fisher.
Um, uh, go ahead, sing.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
Peter, welcome to our little dinner show.
There is no dinner show.
You and Mrs. Puddleduck are the dinner.
But I was just about to sing another song.
But uh, wouldn't it sound even better outside?
I mean, in a tiny place like this, your voice is wasted.
[LAUGHS]
Where are you?
Quack!
No, oh.
Mr. Fisher, finally!
Listen to this.
(SINGING) Hazelnuts, hazelnuts, hazelnuts, hazelnuts.
Oh, glorious, majestic!
My dear fellow, you simply must sing at my recital.
But what about me?
How about we skip the singing and go straight to dinner?
Listen to this, Mr. Fisher.
Wah!
If you like that, you'll love this.
La!
No!
Noise!
Mr. Tod doesn't like loud noise.
We should get out of here, Peter.
No, sing!
We should all sing!
Now you want us to sing?
[SINGING CONTINUES]
Come on!
As loud as you can!
(SINGING LOUDLY) La!
Oh, stop.
I'm begging you.
I can't take any more.
La!
Oh!
Ha!
Guess he's not a music lover after all.
Oh, fantastic!
You're all in the show!
Yay!
Yeah!
Something that's crunchy.
Something that's salty.
Something so tasty that you can't get enough.
Oh.
Something that's crunchy.
For breakfast or lunchy Better it's dewy or dewy or tough.
Yes, everyone has a favourite food.
As for us, we're in the mood for hazelnuts or oatcakes.
Oatcakes or hazelnuts.
We love you!
Yay!
[CHEERING]
You've quite the ear for talent, Peter.
You simply must help with the recital every year.
OK, Mr. Fisher.
Count me in.
Did someone asked for an encore?
Yay!
[ALL CHEERING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
(SINGING) Peter Rabbit.
Peter Rabbit.