THEME SONG: La, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la.
Welcome to the Furchester Hotel.
FUNELLA: [SINGING] Your room is ready for you.
FURGUS: [SINGING] Just needs to get the bed.
PHOEBE: [SINGING] The lamp.
The desk.
The rug.
The sink.
PILLOW: [SINGING] A pillow for your head.
ELMO AND COOKIE MONSTER: [SINGING]
The hotel's run by monsters.
The staff's beyond compare.
CAST: [SINGING] We've got the kind of service
you won't find anywhere.
So welcome to the Furchester.
La, la, la, la, la, la.
Welcome to the Furchester.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la.
FURGUS: [SINGING] Dining style.
FUNELLA: [SINGING] Certain [INAUDIBLE].
COOKIE MONSTER: [SINGING] Cookie come with every meal.
CAST: [SINGING] La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
ELMO: [SINGING] Here's your keys.
PHOEBE: [SINGING] And check right in.
FUNELLA AND FURGUS: [SINGING] Let your furry stay begin.
CAST: [SINGING] Welcome to the Furchester Hotel.
NARRATOR: Mr. Huggles Hibernates.
ELMO: Keep pulling, Phoebe.
PHOEBE: Push, Elmo.
FUNELLA: Oh, Furgus, dear, Mrs. Tabby Claws in Room 8
would like a cat's cradle.
FURGUS: Leave it to me, sweet pea.
[DING DING]
[YAWNING]
FUNELLA: You're such a treasure.
Uh, Mr. Huggles.
Welcome to the Furchester Hotel.
Oh.
Mr. Huggles seems to be sleeping.
Isabel, dear.
Your loudest ding, please.
[DING DING DING]
MR. HUGGLES: Wha--?
Oh, I'm sorry.
I must have dozed off.
I'd like somewhere to sleep for the winter, please.
FUNELLA: Oh!
You'll love our hibernation suite.
It's very comfortable.
It even has a bed.
I'll just get your key, Mr. Huggles.
There we are, key to the hibernation suite.
Mr. Huggles?
Mr. Huggles, where are you?
Oh, maybe he went to the dining room.
PHOEBE: I think this is Mr. Huggles.
HARVEY P. DULL: I don't care who he is, get him off me.
ELMO: Oh, no.
Mr. Harvey P. Dull is getting squished.
PHOEBE: Quick, Elmo.
You pull, I'll push.
[GRUNTING]
ELMO: Oh, boy.
Mr. Huggles is a very heavy bear.
HARVEY P. DULL: Tell me about it.
PHOEBE: Let's just try to wake him up.
ELMO: OK, I'll do it.
Mr. Huggles?
PHOEBE: It's not working.
We need something a little louder to wake him up.
HARVEY P. DULL: How's this?
[SHOUTING] Wake up!
MR. HUGGLES: Mommy.
PHOEBE: There must be another way to wake him.
COOKIE MONSTER: Oh, someone needs waking up?
Well, me know how to wake bear.
With smell of cookie!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Wakey up, Mr. Bear.
Wake up!
PHOEBE: That's not working, either.
COOKIE MONSTER: OK, that weird.
It always work for me.
Here, let me show you.
Oh, me so tired.
[MUNCHING NOISES] Oh, boy!
Me feel more awake than ever!
Bye bye.
Dum, dee, dum, dum, dum.
HARVEY P. DULL: Forget about waking him up.
Just move him, please, before he flattens me!
PHOEBE: Dad!
We need to move Mr. Huggles, and he's a bear.
We need a bear-moving trolley.
FURGUS: I'll fetch it for you right away, Phoebe, dear.
Oh, I know it's here somewhere.
Let's have a look.
BREAD: Do you mind?
I'm not done rising yet.
FURGUS: Sorry.
Funella!
Dearest!
Have you seen the bear-moving trolley?
FUNELLA: Oh, you found Mr. Huggles.
FURGUS: And I found the trolley, too.
FUNELLA: Let's get him up to his room.
PHOEBE: Mom, Dad!
That trolley's not for bears.
ELMO: Yeah, it's too tiny.
PHOEBE: That's a bunny-moving trolley, Dad.
FURGUS: Bunnies?
FUNELLA: Really?
BUNNY: Hey.
Mind if I borrow that?
I'm taking the family to the vegetable patch.
HARVEY P. DULL: I don't care if you use a kangaroo trolley.
Just get this bear off me!
PHOEBE: What if we use the luggage trolley instead?
ELMO: Oh, yeah, the luggage trolley!
FURGUS: That should be big enough for Mr. Huggles.
FUNELLA: Oh, well done, my furry thinker.
FURGUS: Oh, OK.
Ready?
One, two, three!
Heave!
HARVEY P. DULL: Oh, oh, about time.
ELMO: Is Mr. Harvey P. Dull OK?
HARVEY P. DULL: Oh, of course.
Who doesn't enjoy being squashed by a giant bear?
Oh.
I think I need to lie down.
ELMO: OK.
FUNELLA: Well done, Furchesters.
Now let's push.
[GRUNTING]
FURGUS: Strange it won't budge.
PHOEBE: Mom, Dad, it might work better if you come to this end.
FUNELLA: Come on, Furgus.
ELMO: Come on over.
FUNELLA: There we go.
PHOEBE: Now, push!
ELMO: Now it's working!
FURGUS: What do you know, we're doing it!
[GONG]
TEA TIME MONSTERS: [MONSTER NOISES]
PHOEBE: Uh, oh!
Look out!
TEA TIME MONSTERS: [MONSTER NOISES]
FUNELLA: Let's try it again.
ELMO: OK.
[GRUNTING]
[CRASH]
ELMO: Oh, no, the trolley's broken!
FURGUS: I think one of the wheels has come off.
How will we ever get this bear to his room?
PHOEBE: He can't sleep on the luggage trolley all winter.
ELMO: Yeah, he wouldn't be comfy.
FUNELLA: This is a huge problem.
We can't have an uncomfortable guest.
It's a catastrophe!
[DING DING DING]
CAST: [SINGING THE CATASTROPHE SONG]
It's more than just a slipup or a messup or a mishap.
A Furchester catastrophe.
We need to fix it fastrophe.
And put it in the pastrophe.
This simply cannot lastrophe.
A Furchester catastrophe.
The problem is so badstrophe.
We're really flabbergastrophe.
Let's ring the bell for blastrophe.
Catastrophe, catastrophe.
What a catastrophe!
Catastrophe, catastrophe.
We need to fix it fastrophe.
Catastrophe, catastrophe.
And put it in the pastrophe.
It's a disaster, what a disaster, it's a catastrophe!
FURGUS: Furchesters.
Once again we are faced with a catastrophe.
How are we going to get this sleepy bear to his bed
so that he'll be comfy?
FUNELLA: Let's put our furry heads together and think.
ELMO: All right.
[HUMMING]
FURGUS: Ah, oh!
Why don't we tie him to a hot air balloon?
ELMO: Or build a bear-moving robot?
FUNELLA: Or make a huge paper airplane
and fly him to his bed?
PHOEBE: That's a whopper!
Oh, that gives me a monster idea.
If we can't take Mr. Huggles to his bed,
we'll just have to bring the bed to Mr. Huggles.
ELMO: Oh, wow!
That's an amazing idea, Phoebe!
FURGUS: Let's give it the old monster try.
CAST: Yeah!
[GRUNTING]
PHOEBE: Oh, it's no use.
The bed's too big to fit in the lift.
FURGUS: Then we'll just have to take it down the stairs.
PHOEBE: OK.
But we'll make sure nothing's in the way.
FURGUS: OK.
PHOEBE: Look out, Mom.
Bed coming through.
FUNELLA: Well done, Furchesters.
You made it!
FURGUS: OK, let's get this sleepy bear into bed.
Ready?
FUNELLA: This way.
No, the other way.
PHOEBE: No, not that way.
FURGUS: No, no, no.
OK, wait.
Whoa!
All together on the count of three, heave.
One, two, three, heave!
[GRUNTING]
PHOEBE: We did it.
He's in the bed.
FUNELLA: And he's still asleep.
ELMO: Ah, yeah.
Mr. Huggles looks so cozy.
FURGUS: I'm feeling a little sleepy myself.
FUNELLA: Oh, yes.
PHOEBE: Me, too.
[SIGHING]
MR. HUGGLES: Oh!
Oh, my.
What a wonderful nap.
I feel quite refreshed.
Now then, before I settle down for the winter,
I'd like a tour of the hotel.
And perhaps a snack.
If it's not too much trouble.
[SNORING]
Hello?
Somebody?
Anybody?
Wakey, wakey!
Oh, dear.
CAST: [SINGING DON'T CHECK OUT] You really can't be going.
Oh, say it isn't true.
The Furchester will never be as furry without you.
We'd like you to stay forever.
Or longer if you can.
We put our furry heads together and came up with this plan.
So don't check out.
Don't check out.
Please, please, please, please don't go.
Don't check out.
No, no, no, no, no.
Don't check out.
Please, please, please.
Please don't go.
Don't check out.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Please, please don't check out.
[INTERPOSING VOICES]
CAST: [SINGING] Farewell from the Furchester Hotel!