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How the Grinch Stole Christmas! (TV Short 1966) Poster

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Narrator: He puzzled and puzzed till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. Maybe Christmas, he thought... doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps... means a little bit more!

Singer: You're a monster, Mr. Grinch / Your heart's an empty hole / Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul / Mr. Gri-inch / I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.

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Singer: You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch / You're a nasty, wasty skunk / Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk / Mr. Gri-inch / The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote: Stink, stank, stunk!

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[last lines]

Narrator: Welcome, Christmas, bring your cheer. Cheer to all Whos far and near. Christmas Day is in our grasp, so long as we have hands to clasp. Christmas Day will always be just as long as we have we. Welcome Christmas while we stand, heart to heart, and hand in hand.

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Narrator: Then he got an idea. An awful idea. The Grinch got a wonderful, *awful* idea!

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Narrator: And what happened, then? Well, in Whoville they say - that the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day. And then - the true meaning of Christmas came through, and the Grinch found the strength of *ten* Grinches, plus two!

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Narrator: But this... this sound wasn't sad. Why... this sound sounded glad. Every Who down in Whoville, the tall and the small, was singing, without *any* presents at all! He hadn't stopped Christmas from coming, it *came*! Somehow or other... it came just the same.

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Singer: You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch / With a nauseous super-naus / You're a crooked jerky jockey, and you drive a crooked hoss, / Mr. Gri-inch! Your soul is an appalling dump-heap, overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots!

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Narrator: As the Grinch took the tree, as he started to shove, he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove. He turned around fast, and he saw a small Who. Little Cindy Lou Who, who was no more than two. She stared at the Grinch and said...

Cindy Lou Who: Santie Claus, why? Why are you taking our Christmas tree? Why?

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

Grinch: Why my sweet little tot...

Narrator: The fake Santie 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.

Narrator: And his fib fooled the child. Then he patted her head, he got her a drink, and he sent her to bed. And when Cindy Lou Who was in bed with her cup, he crupt to the chimney and stuffed the tree up. Then he went up the chimney himself, the old liar, and the last thing he took was the log for their fire. On their walls, he left nothing but hooks and some wire. And the one speck of food that he left in the house was a crumb that was even too small for a mouse. Then he did the same thing to the other Whos' houses: leaving crumbs much too small for the other Whos' mouses!

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Singer: You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch / You have termites in your smile / You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile / Mr. Gri-inch / Given the choice between the two of you, I'd take the uh... seasick crocodile.

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Singer: You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch / You're the king of sinful sots / Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots / Mr. Gri-inch! / You're a three-decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!

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Singer: You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch / You really are a heel / You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel / Mr Gri-inch! / You're a bad banana with a... greasy black peel.

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[first lines]

Narrator: Every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot, but the Grinch, who lived just north of Whoville - did not. The Grinch hated Christmas - the whole Christmas season. Now, please don't ask why; no one quite knows the reason. It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight. Or it could be that his head wasn't screwed on just right. But I think that the most likely reason of all... may have been that his heart was two sizes too small. But, whatever the reason, his heart or his shoes, he stood there on Christmas Eve hating the Whos. Staring down from his cave, with a sour grinchy frown, at the warm, lighted windows below in their town. For he knew that every Who down in Whoville beneath was busy now, hanging a holly who wreath.

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

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Narrator: He brought everything back, all the food for the feast. And he, he himself, the Grinch - carved the roast beast.

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Grinch: Pooh-pooh to the Whos!

Narrator: ...he was grinchily humming.

Grinch: They're finding out now that no Christmas is coming! They're just waking up, I know just what they'll do. Their mouths will hang open a minute or two, then the Whos down in Whoville will all cry, "Boo Hoo."

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Grinch: I know just what to do!

Narrator: ...the Grinch laughed in his throat.

Grinch: I'll make a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat.

Narrator: And he chuckled and clucked...

Grinch: What a great Grinchy trick. With this coat and this hat, I'll look just like Saint Nick!

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Grinch: Then the Whos, young and old, will sit down to a feast. And they'll feast, and they'll feast. And they'll feast, feast, feast, feast! They'll feast on Who pudding and rare Who roast beast. Aw, roast beast is a feast I can't stand in the least!

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Grinch: I must stop this *whole* thing! Why, for fifty-three years I've put up with it now. I must stop Christmas from coming... but how?

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Grinch: That's one thing I hate! All the noise, noise, noise, noise!

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Grinch: All I need is a reindeer!

Narrator: The Grinch looked around, but since reindeer are scarce, there was none to be found. Did that stop the Grinch? Ha! The Grinch simply said...

Grinch: If I can't *find* a reindeer, I'll *make* one instead.

Narrator: So he took his dog Max, and he took some black thread, and he tied a big horn on the top of his head.

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Narrator: Then he slunk to the ice box. He took the Whos' feast, he took the who pudding, he took the roast beast. He cleaned out that ice box as quick as a flash. Why, the Grinch even took their last can of Who hash.

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Narrator: All their windows were dark. No one knew he was there. All the Whos were all dreaming sweet dreams without care... when he came to the first little house on the square.

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Narrator: And then he did the same thing to the other Whos' houses, leaving crumbs much too small for the other Whos' mouses.

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Narrator: Then he slid down the chimney. A rather tight pinch, but if Santa could do it, then so could the Grinch. He got stuck only once for a minute or two, then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue where the little Who stockings were hung all in a row.

Grinch: These stockings...

Narrator: He grinched...

Grinch: ...are the first things to go!

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Grinch: That's a noise...

Narrator: Grinned the Grinch...

Grinch: That I simply *must* hear!

Narrator: So he paused - and the Grinch put a hand to his ear. And he *did* hear a sound rising over the snow. It started in low... then it started to grow.

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Grinch: And they'll play noisy games like zoozit and kazay, a rollerskate type of lacrosse and croquet!

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Grinch: And then, they'll do something I hate most of all. Every Who down in Who-ville, the tall and the small, will stand close together... with Christmas bells ringing. They'll stand hand in hand... and those Whos... will start singing!

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Grinch: And they're hanging their stockings!

Narrator: He snarled with a sneer.

Grinch: Tomorrow is Christmas. It's practically here!

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Grinch: This is stop number one!

Narrator: The old Grinchy Claus hissed as he climbed to the roof, empty bags in his fist.

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Chorus: [singing] Fah-who-forays, Dah-who-dorays / Welcome, Christmas, bring your light / Fah-who forays, Dah-who dorays / Welcome in the cold, dark night / Welcome Christmas, Fah-who-ramus / Welcome Christmas, Dah-who-damus / Welcome Christmas, while we stand / Heart to heart, and hand in hand

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Chorus: [singing] Trim up the tree with Christmas stuff / Like bingle balls and Who floo-fluff / Trim up the tree with goo Who-gungs and bizzle binks and wungs

Chorus: Trim every blessed window and trim every blessed door / Hang up Who boo-hoo bricks / Then run out and get some more

Chorus: Hang kantookas on the ceiling, pile pampoolahs on the floor / Trim every blessed needle on the blessed Christmas tree / Christmas comes tomorrow, trim you, trim me!

Chorus: Trim up the tree with fuzzle fuzz / And bliffer bloofs, and wuzzle wuzz / Trim up your uncle and your aunt / With yards of who flock flan / Trim up the tree with yards of who flock flan

[song ends]

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Narrator: Whatever the reason, his heart or his shoes, he stood there on Christmas Eve, hating the Whos. Staring down from his cave with a sour, grinchy frown, at the warm, lighted windows below in their town.

Narrator: For he knew every Who down in Whoville beneath, was busy now, hanging a holly Who-wreath.

Grinch: And they're hanging their *stockings*,

Narrator: He snarled with a sneer...

Grinch: Tomorrow is Christmas, it's practically here!

Narrator: Then he growled, with his Grinch fingers nervously drumming:

Grinch: I must find some way to keep Christmas from *coming*!

Grinch: For tomorrow, I know, all those Who girls and boys, will wake bright and early, they'll rush for their toys, and then... Oh the noise! Oh the noise, noise, noise, noise! There's one thing I hate: oh the noise, noise, noise, noise!

Grinch: And they'll shriek squeaks and squeals, racing 'round on their wheels!

Grinch: They'll dance with jing-tinglers tied onto their heels! They'll blow their floo-floobers, they'll bang their tar-tinkers.

Grinch: They'll blow their Who-whoobas, they'll bang their gar-ginkas!

Grinch: They'll beat their trum-tookas, they'll slam their sloo-slunkers.

Grinch: And then they'll make ear-splitting noises deluxe, on their great big electro-Who cardio schnucks!

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