How the Grinch Stole Christmas Page #5

Narrator:
He got stuck only once, for a moment or two...

Blasted water weight! Goes right to my hips.

Narrator:
..Then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue.

Grinch:
Shhh! A little more stealth, please.

Narrator:
Where the little Who stockings all hung in a row.

Grinch:
These stockings...

Narrator:
...he grinned...

Grinch:
...are the first thing to go. Okay, fellas. Show time.

Narrator:
Then he slunk to the icebox...

Slunk?

He eyed the Whos' feast. He took the Who pudding. He took the roast beast.

Hike!

He cleaned out that icebox as quick as a flash. Why that Grinch, he even took their last can of Who-hash.

Then he stuffed all the food up the chimney with glee. (Grinch throws bag up the "chimney") Grinch: And now-- Narrator: grinned the Grinch--- Grinch: I'll stuff up the tree.

Narrator:
And the Grinch grabbed the tree and he started to shove, when he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove.

(Cindy Lou Enters in Pajamas)

Cindy Lou:
Excuse me?

Narrator:
The Grinch had been caught by this tiny Who daughter who'd got out of be for a cup of cold water.

Cindy Lou:
Mr. Santa, what are you doing with our tree?

Narrator:
But you know, that old Grinch, was so smart and so slick, he thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick.

Grinch:
Why my sweet little tot. Narrator: The fake Santa Claus lied. Grinch: There's a light on this tree That won't light on one side.

So I'm taking it home to my workshop, my dear. I'll fix it up there, Then I'll bring it back here.

Santa, what's Christmas really about?

Vengeance!

I mean presents I suppose.

I was afraid of that.

Narrator:
And his fib fooled the child. Then he patted her head, and he got her a drink, (Hands Cindy Lou a cup) and he sent her to bed.

Santa?

What?

Don't forget the Grinch.

I know he's mean and hairy and smelly.

His hands might be cold and clammy.

But I think he's actually kind of sweet.

Sweet?

You think he's sweet?

Merry Christmas, Santa.

Narrator:
And when Cindy Lou went up with her cup...

Nice kid. Bad judge of character.

...he went to the chimney and stuffed the tree up.

And the last thing he took was the log for their fire. On their walls he left nothing but some hooks and some wire.

And the one speck of food that he'd left in the house was a crumb that was even too small for a mouse.

Then he slithered and slunk with a smile most unpleasant, around each Who home and he took every present.

Clearance sale.

Everything must go.

What now?

Martha have you ever kissed a man who lost his tonsils twice?

No, silly!

But it's an experience that I've always longed for.

Kiss me, you fool!

What are you laughing at Rudolph?

It's all you, Maxie!

3,000 feet up, up the side of Mount Crumpit he rode with his load to the tiptop to dump it.

We did it!

We did it! We did it!

That wasn't so bad, was it, Max?

Grinch:
They'll be waking up now And I know just what they'll do. All those Whos down in Whoville Will all cry What an embarrassment! I've been robbed!

Mayor May-Who?! Oh, dearest me!

I wonder who could have done this.

Tell you people one thing: Invite the Grinch destroy Christmas.

Invite the Grinch destroy Christmas!

But did anyone listen to me?

I did.

No.

You choose to listen to a little not-to-be-taken-seriously girl who hasn't even grown into her nose yet.

Cindy, I hope you're very proud of what you've done.

If she isn't, I am.

Father:
I'm glad he took our presents.

What?

I.... I'm glad.

He's glad.

Mayor:
You're glad. You're glad everything is gone. You're glad that the Grinch virtually wrecked.... No, not wrecked, pulverized Christmas. Is that what I'm hearing?

Father:
You can't hurt Christmas, Mr. Mayor, because it isn't about the gifts or the contests or the fancy lights. That's what Cindy's been trying to tell everyone! And me. She's been trying to tell me.

Mayor:
What's wrong with you? This is a child!

Father:
She's my child. And she happens to be right, by the way. I don't need anything more for Christmas than this right here, my family!

Who's all cheering: Merry Christmas, everybody!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, you hunk of burnin' Who!

Give me a break.

Merry Christmas!

Mr. Grinch?

Mr. Grinch?

Now for the final note in my symphony of downright nasty not-niceness!

The crescendo of my odious opus!

The wailing and the gnashing of teeth.

The bellowing of the bitterly bummed out!

It'll be like music to my ears!

Narrator:
Then the Grinch heard a sound Rising over the snow. It started in low, Then it started to grow.

But the sound wasn't sad. Why, this sounded merry. But it was merry. Very.

Every Who down in Whoville, The tall and the small, were singing without any presents at all.

He hadn't stopped Christmas from coming. It came. Grinch: Somehow or other, it came Just the same!

Mr. Grinch?

Narrator:
And the Grinch, with his Grinch feet ice cold in the snow, Stood puzzling, and puzzling.

Grinch:
How could it be so? It came without ribbons! It came without tags! It came without packages, boxes or bags!

Narrator:
And he puzzled and puzzled till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before.

Grinch:
Maybe Christmas he thought doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.

(Grinch in pain - heart is growing)

Max! Help me! I'm feeling!

Narrator:
And what happened then, well, in Whoville they say, that the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day.

What's happening to me?

I'm all... toasty inside.

And I'm leaking.

Oh, Max.

I love you!

All right, that's enough. Knock it off. Beat it!

Get out of here!

One step at a time.

No. The sleigh. The presents.

They'll be destroyed!

And I care!

What is the deal?

Wait!

This can't happen!

It shouldn't! It couldn't! It mustn't! It wouldn't!

Not now, not then, not ever again!

No!

Oh, well.

It's just toys, right?

Hi, Mr. Grinch!

Cindy Lou?!

What are you doing up there?

I came to see you. No one should be alone on Christmas.

No!

Grinch:
I got you, Cindy Lou!

Cindy Lou:
You did it!

Spread eagle! Nailed it!

Are you all right?

Are you kiddin'?

The sun is bright and the powder's bitchin'!

Now scoot over! It's my turn to drive!

I'd better slow this buggy down!

We're gonna crash!

Now you listen to me, young lady!

Even if we're horribly mangled there'll be no sad faces on Christmas.

What is it?

Help!

Cindy!

Grinch?

My baby!

Grab an end.

By the way, these lights match your outfit perfectly.

This could be more difficult to negotiate.

Heads up, Whoville!

Hurry! Here he comes!

Out of the way! I have no insurance!

Yeah!

Run for your lives!

Watch out, I can't stop!

Daddy, move!

Dad, move it!

Thanks for the help.

Hi, Daddy!

Hi, Cindy, honey!

Merry Christmas one and all!

Cindy!

Mommy!

All right.

What do we have here?

You got me, Officer!

I did it!

I'm the Grinch that stole Christmas.

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