THE ADVENTURES OF ELMO IN GROUCHLAND (1999) Page #2

Smell the stinkweed gag

the waving wheat.

What a perfect day

Make it stop!

Come on! You missed a tire!

Come on.

Bring in the noise Bring in the junk.

Step on a crack Step in the gunk.

Home of the world's worst traffic jam

Welcome to Grouchland Now scram.

With the gum and goo beneath your shoe

You can bet you stepped in Grouchland

It's against the law to use shampoo

so we wash with cheese

Cheese, that's smelly.

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Here! Right here!

You like me!

You really like me!

Now, get out of here!

Get my good side.

That's right.

I don't have a good side.

If you're growing old

and love the coast.

Spend your golden years in Grouchland

Where the streets are paved in

solid mold and the stinkbugs sing

Sing!

Yeah!

Bring in the junk

Step on a crack, step in the gunk

Our motto:

I grouch, therefore I am.

Welcome to Grouchland.

Welcome to Grouchland.

Welcome to Grouchland

Now scram!

Wow. Grouchland sounds like fun.

- What?

- Fun?

You obviously don't

appreciate Grouch culture.

Let's send him some

greeting cards, airmail.

- Have a rotten birthday!

- Happy grouchness!

- Yeah! Get sick soon!

- Happy sour 16th!

Elmo doesn't know how to read yet.

Aww, isn't that too... Hmm?

It's raining! Come on, girls!

Rocket!

Oh, no, it's Huxley again!

He'll take anything!

Go home, why don't you?

- What's going on?

- I'll take that.

Hey, hey!

You're taking his greeting card.

I'll take that.

Hey!

Soggy Sandy wets her pants.

That's why they call her Soggy.

Watch her do her Soggy dance.

- Then after you'll get wet.

- Is that your new Soggy doll?

- Yeah.

- You're wrong.

Guess who's changing its diapers now?

Let go of her! No!

They can't do that.

That's not nice.

Hey, put me down, you rotten Huxley!

Wow!

Stop!

- I bet that hurt. Oh, yeah.

- Are you okay?

Did someone say "stop"?

All right. Who said that?

Which one of you dares

to question my evil ways?

He did. He did.

- Elmo said it.

- Hey, boss, he's the one.

I heard him.

It's the cute little red guy.

- He's questioning your evil ways.

- I know that, Bug.

It's not nice to take things

that don't belong to you.

He also says it is not nice

to take things that do not belong to me!

- Isn't that just precious?

- Yeah.

Let me fill you in on something.

It all belongs to me.

If I touch it, I own it. Bug!

You see this tennis racket?

Ping! I own it.

This hammer? Ping! I own it.

This velvet painting of Elvis...

I didn't really want it...

but... ping... I own it.

And this.

Oh, Elmo's Blanket!

You're wrong.

I didn't borrow this blanket.

I didn't rent this blanket.

Heck, I didn't even take out

a 36-month lease on this blanket.

No. Ping! I own it!

I think it's made

of all-natural fibers...

maybe 100% cotton.

Very lovely.

Bug, you really know how to ruin

a villainous moment, don't you?

Now get in the cartoonishly

evil vehicle and drive!

- Sir! Yes, sir!

- No! Wait! Blanket! Blanket!

You know, I would really

love to stay and chat...

but I have to get home to take

a nap with my brand-new woobie.

Say, "Bye-bye," woobie.

"Bye-bye."

- It's a Blanket!

- Woobie!

- Blanket!

- Woobie!

Mine!

Blanket!

Wait! Stop!

Stop the movie, Stop the movie.

- What's the matter, Bert?

- Didn't you see what Huxley did?

- Yeah.

- He took Elmo's Blanket.

Oh, I can't look.

But don't worry, Bert.

It'll be okay.

Right, everybody?

Because we know Elmo won't give up

until he gets his Blanket back.

Roll film! Let's watch, Bert.

Oh, okay, Ernie,

but I can't see anything.

Bert, you still

have your hands over your eyes.

Oh. I... I knew that.

Sure, you did, Bert. Come on.

Please!

Someone help Elmo, please.

Excuse Elmo, can you...

Oh, sir, can you please

help Elmo get his Blanket back?

I'd love to, but I don't speak English.

But...

Someone please help Elmo!

Oh, excuse Elmo.

That mean old Huxley

took Elmo's Blanket!

That makes me feel so bad inside.

Oh, wait.

I think that's just gas.

No, please...

Now what is Elmo going to do?

Hey, you're the girl with the doll!

The name's Grizzy.

How come all the grouches just let that

mean old Huxley guy take everything?

The only way to stop Huxley is

all the grouches

would have to work together...

and grouches hate that.

But Elmo has to get his Blanket back!

Okay, okay.

Look. Maybe I can help you.

Follow me.

Okay.

Elmo.

Sorry, Cookie. Sorry. Elmo.

Oh! Me having a bad cookie day!

Oh, me head.

Hey, everyone! Hey, hey!

- What's the matter?

- What's going on?

Oscar said Elmo is gone.

He probably went down into

Oscar's can for his Blanket,

but instead of getting a blanket

he got sucked away into some

far-off and grouchy place!

- And he's never going to...

- Easy, Telly.

Oscar probably meant that

Elmo went home, that's all.

No. Actually, the worrywart's right.

- What?

- Say what?

Yep. Elmo got sucked down

through a door in my can

to Grouchland, U.S.A.

- Grouchland, U.S.A.?

- Where's that?

This is terrible!

What are we going to do?

What are we going to do?

Here's what we're going to do.

We're going to go down to Grouchland...

...whatever that is, and get Elmo back!

Yeah!

Well, all right, but be careful.

I just had the rugs dirtied.

Checking around the corner.

Oh, joy! Fruity goodness!

- Come on. Come on.

- Elmo.

- Come on. Hustle, hustle.

- Are we there yet?

Almost.

Hold your horses, kid. Gee.

Well, Elmo, there it is...

Greedy Huxley's house

on the top of Mount Pickanose.

That's where your blanket is.

All the way over there.

Far, far away.

Well, Elmo has to

get it back by tonight.

Maybe you're not hearing me.

It's far, far away.

Oh, that's okay, Grizzy.

Elmo's done harder stuff

than this before.

Like what?

Elmo learned to tie his own shoes.

- What are you? Crazy?

- Huh?

If you go there, you might

never make it back home again.

Well, I think I've helped enough.

Good luck to you, kid.

But...

Well, Elmo's going to make it!

You'll see!

Elmo's going to get to that

Huxley's house

and get his Blanket back!

Who's Elmo kidding?

Grizzy is right.

Elmo will never get there.

I'm stuck.

Okay. Here we go, Telly.

One, two, three, push.

Thank you! We're coming, Elmo!

That place is so far, far away.

- You'll never get there, huh?

- Who was talking to Elmo?

- Oh, just a little green plant.

- Huh?

Me!

How come nobody ever think

the shrubbery got something to say? Huh?

Huh? But I do, cause I know

exactly how you feel.

- You do?

- I do!

You feel like you're stuck!

- Yeah.

- Well at least

you got your legs, am I right?

- Yeah.

- Well then all you got to do

is take the first step.

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