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  • The Great Tigger Detective part 2 - Pooh Finds Kessie
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  • Below, a carriage was moving through the streets. Dawson's voice: It was the eve of our beloved Queen's Diamond Jubilee, and the year Her Majesty's government came to the very brink of disaster. She... I-I'm getting ahead of myself. My name is Doctor David Q. Dawson, most recently of the Queen's 66th regiment. I had just returned to London after a lengthy service in Afghanistan, and was looking for a place to stay, preferably dry where I could rest and find a bit of peace. Little did I know that my life was about to change forever. Olivia turns to him. Dawson comes into the rain boot.
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  • Below, a carriage was moving through the streets. Dawson's voice: It was the eve of our beloved Queen's Diamond Jubilee, and the year Her Majesty's government came to the very brink of disaster. She... I-I'm getting ahead of myself. My name is Doctor David Q. Dawson, most recently of the Queen's 66th regiment. I had just returned to London after a lengthy service in Afghanistan, and was looking for a place to stay, preferably dry where I could rest and find a bit of peace. Little did I know that my life was about to change forever. As Dawson walks through an alleyway, he pauses, hearing someone crying. From inside a forgotten rain boot, he can hear someone crying. He walks over to the shoe and peaks inside it. Dawson: Oh! Oh my! (Olivia was heard crying softly, sitting on a medicine box.) Are you all right, my dear? Olivia turns to him. Dawson comes into the rain boot. Dawson: Come now, come, come. Dawson removes a handkerchief from his jacket pocket and hands it to her.↲Dawson: Here, dry your eyes. Olivia takes the handkerchief and blows her nose. She gives it back to Dawson, taking a seat beside her, and he puts it back in his pocket. Dawson: Ah, yes, that's better. Now tell me, what's troubling you, my dear? Olivia: (Sadly) I...I'm lost. I-I-I'm trying to find Basil of Baker Street. She hands him a small newspaper clipping. Dawson: Now, let me see here... Dawson puts his bifocals on and reads the headline. Dawson: (Reading headline) "Famous detective solves baffling disappearance." Mmm, hmmm. But where are your mother and father? Olivia: (More upset) That's why I m-m-must find Basil! She begins to sob into her scarf. Dawson: (Calmly) There, there, there. Now, now, now. Well, I don't know any Basil... Olivia looks at him sadly, but then Dawson gives her a warm smile as he takes off his glasses. Dawson: ...but I do remember where Baker Street is. Her face brightens a bit as Dawson reopens his umbrella. Dawson: Now, come with me. We'll find this Basil chap together. Cut from Olivia and Dawson setting off to Baker Street.