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The Cinnamon Bear Episode 20 – Flying Hat
Opening: Cinnamon Bear Theme
Cinnamon Bear: And here’s the Cinnamon Bear!
Announcer: It’s getting closer and closer to Christmas, and Judy and Jimmy and their friends are still a long way to getting the silver star mended. Queen Melissa’s last instructions directed them to the Golden Grove where they were supposed to find a most valuable clue underneath the Singing Tree. No sooner had they entered the grove and started to look for the tree then right out of nowhere jumped that wicked old Wintergreen Witch. If only Judy hadn’t given her looking glass to the wooden indian, Chief Cook-and-Bottlewasher, she might have held it in front of the witch’s face and scared her, like she did on the Island of Obee. But when the Wintergreen Witch learned that Judy no longer had the dreadful looking glass, she right then and there decided to change the twins and Cinnamon Bear and the Crazy Quilt Dragon into bullfrogs, and it looks like nothing in the world or Maybeland can stop her. She just laughs and laughs and laughs….
Wintergreen Witch: I’ll teach you to tattle on the Wintergreen Witch! I’ll teach you to trifle with my reputation! Judy: Please, Please, Mrs. Witch! Wintergreen Witch: Ah! I told you once never to call me Mrs. Witch! Jimmy: Please don’t turn us into bullfrogs! Cinnamon Bear: I never was very fond of bullfrogs. Crazy Quilt: I daresay they’re alright in their way, but… Wintergreen Witch: Keep still, all of you. Bullfrogs I want you to be, and bullfrogs you shall be. I’ll begin my incantation. Crazy Quilt: Ohhhh. Wintergreen Witch: Mumbo Jumbo. Abracadabra… oooooo! Mumbo! Jumbo! Abracadabra! Oooooo! Jimmy: Gee, we’re not bullfrogs yet, Judy. Judy: I guess maybe she has to say some more things, first. Cinnamon Bear: Well, I don’t feel in the least like a bullfrog yet. Crazy Quilt: Oh! Oh! I know what’s the matter. Definitely! Judy: What is it, Crazy Quilt? Crazy Quilt: The witch can’t change anybody into anything. Melissa has not only banished her from the Island of Obee, but has taken away her magical powers. Wintergreen Witch: Ahhhh! Judy: Oh! She’s tearing her hair out! Cinnamon Bear: Let her tear it. So, you would turn perfectly respectable citizens of Maybeland and the USA into bullfrogs, would ya? Grr-ah! Crazy Quilt: And so, my hideous hag, you would cast your weird spells on us, would you? Ha-ha! Well, where is your black art, now, may I ask? Wintergreen Witch: It seems that I can’t do as I wished and change your babbling mouths to those of croaking bullfrogs. Let it be so. Melissa has done me one more bad turn which I won’t forget! But I still have what’s left of your silver star! Crazy Quilt: Oh, my word, so she has! Jimmy: You give it back, you nasty old witch! Wintergreen Witch: Try and make me. My power may be gone, but I can still run faster than the wind. I’ll take your star and throw it where you’ll never, never see it again! Judy: Oh, dear! Wintergreen Witch: I’ll run to the other side of the Golden Grove. It’s the northern boundary of Maybeland, and there on the other side is the Great Abyss, which separates it from the snow country. I’ll throw your silver star down in that bottomless abyss! Jimmy: No you won’t! I can run, too. Judy: Catch her, Jimmy! Jimmy: You bet! Wintergreen Witch: Try and catch me! Crazy Quilt: I’ll do my best, you woebegone witch! Cinnamon Bear: I’m not exactly built for speed, but I’ll stay with you. Wintergreen Witch: Ah! Jimmy: Gee, Willikers. She fell down! Crazy Quilt: Now she’s picking herself up again. Wintergreen Witch: Ah! Judy: My goodness! She fell down again! Cinnamon Bear: Bless my stuffing, what goes on here? Voice: One moment, my good woman. One moment, privvy! Judy: Who’s that? Jimmy: Jumpin’ gee, Willikers! It’s the Grand Wonky! Cinnamon Bear: I wonder what he’s doing here? Crazy Quilt: Well, hello, friend Wonky. What is the meaning of your welcome presence, indeed? Grand Wonky: Hello, Hello, greetings from Melissa and all that. Just a moment, please. I’m here in my official capacity right now. Wintergreen! Wintergreen Witch: What do you want? Grand Wonky: I simply want to tell you that you had better be a good witch, because you are surrounded by the very best quality A number 1 witch-proof invisible net, and you cannot pursue your nefarious schemes any longer. Crazy Quilt: Ohhh! So that’s what tripped her up and made her fall! Grand Wonky: Oh, yes, indeed. Melissa’s been watching you with a great deal of interest. Just toss that star back to the children, Wintergreen. There’s a good witch. Wintergreen Witch: Ah! Crazy Quilt: Oh-ho! Grand Wonky: Now do you have to be so unpleasant about it? Dear me, what an ornery person you are, to be sure. Judy: Does Melissa know what has happened to us, Grand Wonky? Grand Wonky: Oh, my, yes. Melissa knows everything that goes on in Maybeland. She sent me here to take charge of the Wintergreen Witch. Now, just step lively, there, you ex-witch! Give the star back to the young man, there. Wintergreen Witch: There! Jimmy: Oh, boy! Judy: Thank you so much, Grand Wonky. Grand Wonky: Not at all, not at all. Just in the line of duty, you know. Cinnamon Bear: Well, now that you’re here at the scene of the crime, so to speak, could you be tellin’ us which one of these trees in the Golden Grove is the Singing Tree Melissa sent us to find? Grand Wonky: You know, I’m terribly sorry, but I haven’t the remotest idea. I’m afraid you’ll have to find that for yourselves. I’m here purely on business, you understand. Crazy Quilt: Which business? Grand Wonky: Yes, witch business. I’ve been instructed to take the Wintergreen Witch into exile. So come along, now, Wintergreen, old thing. Wintergreen Witch: Ohhh! Where are you taking me? Have you no heart to take a poor old defenseless woman with no home, no place to lay her tired head, oh, somewhere she’s never been? Grand Wonky: My, my, my, my. I’ve no time to bandy words with you. Come on, Wintergreen. Wintergreen Witch: Oh, son! Son! Think what you would do if your own mother were in my plight! Crazy Quilt: Where are you taking this old reprobate, Wonky? Grand Wonky: Melissa has instructed me to conduct her to the Looking Glass Valley to spend the rest of her days. Jimmy: Gee, Willikers. If you take her there, she’ll scare herself to death looking at that face of hers. Judy: Grand Wonky, if you take the mean old witch to Looking Glass Valley, you better take away the airplane you’ll find at the bottom. Oh, that was the one Cinnamon Bear took Jimmy and me in before we landed in Looking Glass Valley. If you leave it there, she might be able to get out again and bother folks. Grand Wonky: An airplane did you say? Dear me! Yes, I shall certainly give orders to have it removed to Melissa’s palace where you may take it when you wish. We mustn’t give the Wintergreen Witch any opportunity of returning into circulation. No, no! Wintergreen Witch: Oh, you’re taking me to Looking Glass Valley. Do you realize what you’re doing? Condemning me to spend the rest of my life in stark staring madness looking at my reflection. Judy: Poor Wintergreen. You’ve been mean to us, but I’m sorry for you there. Can’t you close your eyes if you don’t want to look at yourself? Wintergreen Witch: No, no, I can’t. Witches can’t sleep. Can’t even close their eyelids, ‘cause they haven’t any. Grand Wonky: Well, well, well. Come on, Wintergreen. Melissa’s orders must be carried out to the letter, you know. Step lively, now. Judy: Goodbye, Grand Wonky. Jimmy: Thanks for everything. Crazy Quilt: And convey our best to dear, dear Melissa. Cinnamon Bear: And that goes for me, too. Grand Wonky: Yes, yes. Goodbye, all. Shake a limb, there, Wintergreen. Oh, come, come, don’t dodder. Please, don’t walk like that. My, my, my. Judy: Oh, dear. It’s too bad the Grand Wonky didn’t know which is the Singing Tree. Jimmy: All the trees look alike. I don’t see how we’ll ever find it. Cinnamon Bear: Thousands of them. Thousands and thousands. Crazy Quilt: I’m afraid I’m getting a bit sleepish. Judy: So am I. Cinnamon Bear: I think I could do with about thirty-nine winks. Jimmy: I think we all need a little nap. Maybe we could look if we weren’t so tired. Judy: I’m gonna lie right down here under this big tree. Jimmy: Can I lean on you, Crazy Quilt? Crazy Quilt: Go right ahead. Make yourself at home. How ‘bout you, Judy? Wanna use me as a pillow, too? Judy: Uh-huh. Jimmy: Cinnamon Bear’s gone to sleep already. He’s… he’s... Judy: Crazy Quilt, I think I hear music. Didn’t… Didn’t... Music:
Birds are singing a sleepy time song. Too sleepy to see the stars pass along. In my branches I rock their nest. Lullaby, rock-a-bye. Close each wee, sleepy eye. Slumber and rest. Slumber and rest. Here’s the dream that I bring to you. A dream you may dream the whole night through, A bright adventure and golden quest. Lullaby, rock-a-bye. Close each wee, sleepy eye. Slumber and rest, slumber and rest.
Crazy Quilt: Oh! Oh! Must have dropped off in spite of myself. Oh, hey! Wake up, everybody. Mustn’t sleep too long. Wake up, Wake up. Cinnamon Bear: Say, y’know, I’m sure I heard someone singing. Jimmy: So did I! Judy: I’m sure I did, too. Or maybe we just dreamed it, huh? Crazy Quilt: Well, well, look here! Why, this wasn’t anywhere around when we laid down to sleep. Cinnamon Bear: Bless my stuffing! It’s a huge silk hat. Judy: Why, it’s the biggest one I ever did see. Jimmy: Jiminy Crickets! I thought Mr. Presto the Magician had a big hat, but this is just simply ‘normous! Why, it’s bigger than all of us put together! Cinnamon Bear: Look, it’s got windows in it. Crazy Quilt: And there are some letters painted on it. The Flying Hat. My word! What do you suppose this is? Judy: You know what? I bet you we went to sleep under the Singing Tree, that’s what! Remember we all thought we heard singing? And this great big hat is the clue Melissa said we’d find! Jimmy: Sure enough! And see, Judy? There’s a door in the hat. Cinnamon Bear: My stuffing is getting more curious every minute. Judy: Look! There’s a note on the door. Jimmy: I’ve got it. Just a minute. Judy: Oh, Jimmy, hurry! What does it say? Jimmy: Jumpin’ gee, Willikers! Look!
Announcer: I’m sorry, but we didn’t get a chance to look, and I’m quite as curious as the Cinnamon Bear. Well, I suppose there’s nothing to do but wait until next time to see what this flying hat is all about, and I’ll be Johnny on the Spot to get a real look at that note.