Little Bear:Come on Slopou, We going to be late! Woh!
Father Bear:(Eat bread and talk), What the hill do we going to still be there Little Bear?
Little Bear:But I want going to there too!
Mother Bear:Are you sure you pack everything
Mother Bear:Rain pot
Mother Bear:Little Bear's Hat
Mother Bear:Two Bedropes
Father Bear:Check again! Can you close the bag for me?Oh and make a pack fishing in there!
Little Bear:Father Bear!?
Mother Bear:Bye, dear!
Father Bear:Oops! (kiss). All right, Let's be on right away!Little Bear?
Little Bear:I was forgot!
Little Bear:Pudding Hill!
Little Bear & Father Bear:Here we come!
Mother Bear:Bye! Have a good time!
Father Bear:We will!
Mother Bear:And be careful
Father Bear:We will (whistling) Last one going to pudding hill is runaway
Little Bear:Hey! Wait for me
Father Bear:Ok! Little Bear! Slow down and you get tired!