I-Illumination!
Yeah! Illumination!
Whoo! Ha-ha-ha!
- Huh? - Aw, man.
Aw.
Hmm. Whoa.
Past the place that you come from,
far beyond what you've seen,
is a town like your town,
if your town was a dream.
Only it's not a dream
or a hoax or a ruse.
- Morning! - It is Christmas in Who-ville,
- the home of the Whos. - Hey!
Fresh peppermint bread!
- Oh, hey, Marge. - Morning, Fred.
Smells like Christmas.
Whoa! Where are you going?
- Hey, Tom. - Good to see you, Ted.
Wreath Man! Wreath Man!
Here you go, kid. Have a wreath.
- Oh, cool! - Merry Christmas to ya!
Yes, Who-ville is great,
that is known far and wide,
and three weeks through December,
this place hits its stride.
Yes, the Whos down in Who-ville
like Christmas a lot.
But the Grinch in his cave, north of Who-ville...
did not.
- ♪ Santa Claus is coming to town ♪ - Hmm?
♪ Santa Claus ♪
♪ Is coming to town... ♪
♪ Feliz Navidad... ♪
♪ Yo, it's Christmas, no dissin' ♪
♪ Listen, all you listeners... ♪
♪ On the first day of Christmas ♪
♪ My true love sent to me ♪
♪ A partridge ♪
♪ In a pear tree... ♪
♪ On the second day of Christmas ♪
- ♪ My true love sent to me ♪ - Max...!
♪ Two turtle doves... ♪
♪ You're a mean one ♪
- ♪ You really are a heel ♪ - Max...!
♪ You're as cuddly as a cactus ♪
♪ You're as charming as an eel ♪
♪ Mr. Grinch ♪
♪ You're a bad banana, huh ♪
♪ Mr. Grinch ♪
♪ With a greasy black peel ♪
♪ You're a vile one ♪
♪ You got termites in your smile ♪
♪ You have all the bittersweetness ♪
♪ Of a seasick crocodile ♪
♪ Mr. Grinch ♪
♪ You're a foul one ♪
♪ Friends, you don't have none ♪
♪ I wouldn't touch you ♪
♪ With a thirty-nine- and-a-half-foot pole ♪
♪ You're a monster ♪
♪ Your heart's an empty hole ♪
- ♪ You have garlic ♪ - ♪ You've got garlic ♪
♪ In your soul ♪
♪ You've got garlic in your soul ♪
♪ All them smiles, homie ♪
♪ I turn 'em frowns, all them decorations ♪
♪ I tear 'em down, you can ask Max ♪
- ♪ I don't play around ♪ - ♪ La, la, la, la ♪
♪ Hey, oh ♪
♪ Ew... ♪
♪ Who is this mean fellow ♪
♪ With his skin all green ♪
- ♪ And his teeth all yellow? ♪ - ♪ Ew... ♪
♪ What you so mad for? Halloween come around ♪
♪ And we ain't knocking at your door, man ♪
♪ Mr. Grinch, you're a bad banana ♪
♪ You gonna spoil everybody with your bad attitude ♪
♪ You gon' spoil everybody ♪
♪ Mr. Grinch ♪
- ♪ La, la, la... ♪ - ♪ Who is this mean fellow ♪
♪ With his skin all green and his teeth all yellow? ♪
- Ooh! - ♪ What you so mad for? ♪
♪ Halloween come around ♪
♪ And we ain't knocking at your door... ♪
Ooh!
I am starving.
Huh?
Max.
What is this depressing bean?
No, no, no, no, no, no.
That's impossible.
We can't be out of food.
Wha...?
Where's my personal reserve of moose juice?
And goose juice?
My emergency stash of Who Hash?
And my secret slew of frozen Beezle-Nut stew?
I specifically bought enough food to last until January.
How much emotional eating have I been doing?
No. I won't. I will not.
I am not going to Who-ville during Ch...
Chri...
Christmas! Ugh!
Ugh!
Fine. But I'm going to despise
every second of it.
Come on, Max.
Yes, the Grinch hated Christmas,
the whole Christmas season.
Now, please don't ask why.
No one quite knows the reason.
It could be his head
wasn't screwed on just right.
It could be perhaps that
his shoes were too tight.
But I think the most likely reason of all
may have been that his heart
was two sizes too small.
Now, remember, Max,
this is the time of year when the Whos
are at their most deceptive.
You have my full permission
to attack anyone who so much as says one kind word to us.
Okay, let's go.
- Morning, fellas. - Greetings.
- Ready for Christmas? - Greetings.
Ah, good to see you. How's work?
Oh, could be better, could be worse.
Oh, hi. Merry Christmas.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Hold the bus!
- Wait. Stop. Oh, sor... - Whoa!
- Coming through. - Hey!
Wait! Wait! Sam! Hold the bus!
Oh!
Whoa!
- Whew! Oh! - Sorry, Donna.
That's okay, Sam.
Thanks for stopping.
- Whew! - They still got you on the night shift, huh?
- Sure do. - Oh, by the way,
Cindy-Lou forgot her hockey... stick.
♪ Jingle bells ♪
♪ Christmas smells... ♪
Hmm.
- Mm-hmm. - Oh. Thanks, mister.
Ah-ha.
Hey!
- Hmm. - Huh?
You're a mean one, mister.
It's really such an awful day.
- Hey! Merry Christmas! - Huh?
Happy holidays, Sue.
Good morning, Fred.
Season's greetings, folks.
And Merry Christmas to you...
♪ Comfort and joy ♪
- ♪ God rest ye merry, gentlemen ♪ - Ugh.
♪ Let nothing you dismay ♪
♪ Remember Christ our Savior ♪
♪ Was born on Christmas Day ♪
♪ To save us all from Satan's power ♪
- ♪ When we were gone astray ♪ - Huh?
♪ O tidings of comfort and joy ♪
♪ Comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort ♪
♪ And joy... ♪
Aah! Aah! Aah!
Aah...!
♪ God rest ye merry, gentlemen ♪
♪ Let nothing you dismay ♪
- Aah...! - ♪ Remember ♪
♪ Christ our Savior ♪
♪ Was born on Christmas Day ♪
♪ O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy ♪
♪ O tidings of comfort and joy... ♪
Oh, hello. Happy holi...
Uh-uh.
Blech!
Ah. What's this?
Excuse me.
Are you getting that?
I need it for my Christmas stuffing.
Mmm... no.
Well, that's not very nice.
Oh, sugarplum!
Oh, no, I can't today. I have a list of errands
a mile long, and the babysitter left the sink backed up.
No, I-I'm not complaining. I'm venting.
There's a difference.
Okay. Uh, talk to you later.
I-I have to get breakfast on the table.
Right after I unclog this drain again.
Ugh! It's like concrete!
- Cindy-Lou, sweetheart, come eat. - Coming!
Oh.
Buster, we've talked about this.
- Huh? - Your brother's head is not breakfast.
Uh?
Blah!
Ah!
Okay.
You all right, Mom?
Me? Oh. Yes. Never better.
Ah. What'd you put down here anyway, a roller skate?
No. Just batter. Me and Ms. Wilbur made cookies.
Oh. That explains it.
- Come have some eggs. - I can't.
I gotta go mail something. But I made the beds
and put away the twins' toys.
Thanks, sweetheart. You didn't have to do that.
I don't mind.
- Something's burning. - Just a second, sweetie.
Bean, don't feed your brother with your feet.
- Mom! The toast! - I got it!
Wait. Where are you going again?
- I told you. To mail a letter. - Okay,
but just come here first.
Mom. I gotta go.
All right.
Mwa!
Okay. Now you can go.
Thanks, Mom. Bye, Buster. Bye, Bean.
Don't do anything I wouldn't do.
Roger that, Mom.
Whoo!
Here goes Cindy-Lou Who as she dashes through the snow
with a very important letter!
Oh, no! I'm gonna miss the mailman!
Shortcut!
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
Whoo! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Bon appétit!
Whoo-hoo!
Oh, no!
Whoo!
Aah...
Watch out!
Aah! Oh!
No! My letter!
What is wrong with you?
Didn't you see me? I mean, if that...
if that was a sled, I-I... well, I'd be dead.
I'm sorry for bumping into you, but this is really important.
Have you seen my letter?
And that right there, Max, is the true nature
of the Who child: just right to "me, me, me.
- My letter. Me, me, me." - No, you don't understand.
This isn't just a letter. This is the letter.
Oh... really?
Let me guess. Small child, December 20,
rabidly searching for a "really important" lost letter?
Might it be your list of demands to Santa?
They're not demands. It's more like a wish.
And what I'm wishing for is really, really important.
Well, then why send a letter? I mean, if it's really
that important, you should just ask him face-to-face.
Oh, but that's right: no one's ever seen him.
Mmm, my bad.
Come on, Max, let's get out of here.
Bye, doggy.
♪ Have a holly jolly Christmas ♪
♪ It's the best time ♪
- ♪ Of the year ♪ - There he is, Max.
♪ I don't know if there'll be snow... ♪
The happiest Who alive.
The unbearable...
Bricklebaum.
He thinks we're friends.
Quick. Let's make a run for it.
- ♪ I don't know if there'll be snow ♪ - Go, go!
Wha...? Wh-What was that?
No.
♪ But have a cup of cheer ♪
♪ Say hello ♪
♪ To friends you know ♪
♪ And everyone you meet! ♪
♪ Deck the halls with boughs of holly... ♪
Oh, my goodness,
Mr. Grinch! I-I-I'm coming! Leave Mr. Grinch alone.
That's one tough balloon that you're fighting there.
You old feisty frosty.
Here, come on, let me help you up.
I-I-I do not want or need your help.
Oh. "Hair dye.
Gorgeous Green Goddess."
Oh. How did that get in there?
Hey, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfy.
We all got to keep the gray away.
I myself use Chocolate Explosion.
You know what? If you want to apologize for something,
apologize for that.
My eyes are burning.
Well, don't-don't blame me. Haven't you heard?
The mayor wants Christmas to be three times bigger this year.
That means three times the lights,
three times the eggnog, three times the...
Information needed.
That's a good one.
Oh, I get it.
This is one of your kidding things.
Finally, something you said is...
actually funny.
Yeah, I do kid a lot, but no, this is actually...
- Christmas three times bigger! - Well, you're just gonna have
- a good time with this, aren't you? - Oh-ho, dear.
- Oh, no, no, no, I-I-I-I... - I gotta say, it's really nice
- to see you laughing. - Sorry, I-I can't hear you.
I don't speak ridiculous.
Oh, you're a scream.
- Have a nice life. Good-bye. - I'll see you later.
Whew! Oh, man.
Mr. Grinch.
I'm gonna stay awake to see Santa!
From the edge of his ledge,
way up in the sky,
the Grinch felt upset,
though he wasn't sure why.
It could've been Christmas,
all that joy and the such,
or some thoughts from his past
that he just couldn't quite touch.
But whatever it was,
it made his heart moan.
Though he was used to it now,
this being alone.
And now safe in his cave,
and apart from the fray,
he reminded himself...
It is better this way.
That's right, yeah.
Just right there. No. No, not on your brother.
Let Mommy do it.
Whoa! Whoa...
Cindy-Lou!
Don't worry, Mom.
Aah.
I'm wearing four ski jackets.
Four jackets? Aren't you a little hot?
Yep. Sweatin' a little bit.
Are you going somewhere?
- North Pole. - Oh. Wow.
Any, uh, particular reason?
- I got to talk to Santa. - Santa, huh?
Yeah. It's really important.
Well, it must be if you need to go see him in person.
- It sure is. - Okay, then. Well, good luck,
and I guess I'll see you in about a month.
Wait. It takes a whole month to get to the North Pole?
Oh, yeah. At least.
Christmas will be over by the time I got there.
Ah, that's true. Now, we would miss you at Christmas.
Wow. I guess I'm gonna have to come up with another plan.
Hey, maybe while you're thinking,
you could put the halo on the angel.
Okay.
You want to take your jackets off?
Yeah, at least one or two of them.
No, boys, don't pull the angel's wings off.
She needs those.
♪ Five gold rings... ♪
So, uh...
what do you want to do today?
♪ A little bit of Monica in my life ♪
♪ A little bit of Erica by my side... ♪
No idea, huh?
Ooh. I got one.
All right, all right, I'm sorry.
You're a good dog.
But a bad drummer.
What would you like to do?
More than embarrassing to be beaten by a dog.
Oh. What's that?
And checkmate. Again.
What in the world is happening?
What is that?!
It's the most beautiful Christmas tree
you've ever seen!
Three times bigger?
Th-Th-That's a hundred times bigger!
Oh, you just wait till we light it tonight.
It'll sparkle so bright, you'll be celebrating Christmas
with the rest of us! Ho-ho!
Oh, man, I can't wait!
I'm gonna keep at it.
- I'll see you later, Grinchy. - No.
You will not see me later!
And I will not be celebrating!
And that tree...
that... tree...
has got to go.
- Come on, Mom! - Cindy-Lou, look over there.
- Wow! That's amazing! - Thank you.
Ooh, a three-eyed sock monster!
Awesome robot.
Oh, how marvelous this time of year is.
Welcome, Who-ville, to the annual tree-lighting ceremony.
How spectacular are these ornaments?
Look what I made, everybody.
It's a Christmas dragon.
It came to me in a dream.
Oh, man.
- Hey, Bartholomew. - Hey there, Ms. Who.
- Here you go. - Got it.
Find a good spot for it.
There it goes.
Now, let's get ready to flip that switch
and light up the sky!
Oh-ho, no.
Not on my watch, you don't.
See you guys soon. Gonna go find Groopert.
Okay. Have fun. Bye. Say "bye."
Here you go. I hope your big brother gets what he deserves.
Hey, Groopert. How's business?
Good. What I can't sell...
I can always eat.
I need to talk to you about something really important.
- Okay. - Come on, let's go.
All right, check this out, Groopert.
I'm gonna stay up on Christmas Eve this year
and meet Santa Claus.
Whoa, that is crazy!
Yeah, I really got to talk to him.
About what?
Well, it's really personal.
But I'm going to tell you, because you're my best friend.
It's about my mom.
She works all night and takes care of us all day.
And it just isn't fair.
She acts like she's fine...
but I know, it's really hard for her.
So I figured, if anyone could fix that, it'd be Santa.
Wow. And I just asked him for a turtle.
Here we go!
- Oh. It's starting! - Okay, Who-ville, it is time
to light this beautiful tree.
...17, 18, 19 and 20.
Okay. Lock and load.
All right, just attach this here,
and we'll be ready to launch.
I know. I wish I could see
the look on their faces...
Whoa!
Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy!
Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Hold on, hold on! Aah!
Whew! Oh, boy.
Whoa... okay, oh, boy.
That could've been so much worse.
Aah...!
Let's begin the countdown.
Ten! Nine!
Eight! Seven!
Six!
Five! Four!
- Three! Two! - Hey!
My dragon can fly!
- One! - Oh, no, no, no, no.
Oh, my.
No, no, no, no. No!
No! No! Aah!
- Whoa! - Wow!
Oh, it's beautiful.
There it is.
The most beautiful tree Who-ville has ever seen.
Oh, oh! No! No!
Everyone,
have a wonderful season.
No.
He walked through the crowd,
and the sound and the lights...
♪ Ring-a-round the rosies, a pocket full of posies... ♪
...and his ears heard the thump of their joy and delights.
And it took him right back to his earliest years,
to that lost, lonely boy who cried all of those tears.
That lost, lonely boy,
isolated and sad,
with no home of his own,
no mom and no dad.
And as the Grinch looked around,
he felt downright scared...
...as he remembered that Christmas
where nobody cared.
Where nobody showed,
not even a flea.
And there were no cards,
no gifts and no tree.
And as he watched other kids...
- Woop! - ...one thing became clear:
that this was the single worst day of the year.
And now here it was, that day once again,
and he felt all those feelings he felt way back when,
when he'd watch Whos young and old
all sit down to feast, and they'd feast,
feast, feast, feast.
They'd feast on Who-pudding
and rare Who roast beast.
Which is something the Grinch could not stand in the least.
And then they'd do something
he liked least of all.
Every Who down in Who-ville, the tall and the small,
would stand close together with Christmas bells ringing.
They'd stand hand in hand,
and the Whos would start singing.
♪ Fah who foraze ♪
♪ Dah who doraze ♪
♪ Welcome Christmas, come this way ♪
♪ Fah who foraze ♪
♪ Dah who doraze ♪
♪ Welcome Christmas, Christmas Day ♪
♪ Welcome, welcome ♪
♪ Fah who rahmus ♪
♪ Welcome, welcome... ♪
They'll sing, and they'll sing,
and they'll sing, sing, sing, sing!
Yes, he couldn't recall
without feeling the sting.
So the Grinch finally declared...
I must stop this whole thing.
Why?
For 53 years, I've put up with it.
Now...
I must stop this Christmas from coming.
But how?
Then he got an idea.
An awful idea.
The Grinch got a wonderful, awful idea.
I know just what to do.
I'm going to steal their Christmas.
All the trimmings,
all the trappings,
all their gifts and garlands!
When they wake and see it's gone,
then all their joy and happiness will be gone as well.
So prepare yourself, Max.
For tomorrow...
We begin!
Genius starts with the abs, Max.
It's go time.
♪ What are the rules for breakfast today? ♪
♪ What are the words I'm forbidden to say? ♪
♪ I need to let my hair down ♪
♪ And grow it like a real ah, ah, ah. ♪
And now...
the question we have all been waiting for:
How will I steal Christmas?
Well, prepare to have your little doggy mind blown.
Poof.
Ta-da!
That's right,
I become...
Santa Claus.
But instead of giving
all the joy and happiness, I'll take it away.
If he can deliver Christmas to the whole world in one night,
then I can certainly steal it from little old Who-ville.
I mean, come on.
What's Santa have that I don't?
That's hurtful.
Um, what are you doing
with my bowling ball?
Chasing it.
And you're taking it where?
- It's a secret. - All right.
But not without breakfast. Catch!
Whoa! Waffles! My favorite!
Thanks! See you guys later!
Here we go.
- Hey, Cindy-Lou. - Oh, hey there, Mr. Cubbins.
Ca-caw! Ca-caw!
Woot, woot.
- Ready. - All right. Let's go.
Whoa!
Hold on!
Whoo!
Yeah!
Let's go, let's go. Let's move.
Hang on.
- Whoo! - And... dismount.
So, what do we know?
Waffles are delicious.
Super delicious. But I meant about meeting Santa.
We know no one's ever done it.
Hmm...
Okay. How about this?
I'm going to sit in the living room
with my eyes wide open like this,
and if I start to drift off, I'll just open them wider!
Um, I'm pretty sure you're gonna fall asleep.
- And by the time you wake up... - He'll be gone.
Nothing but cookie crumbs.
Yeah, you're right.
- I got it! - Tell me!
Maple syrup.
All right, maple syrup.
We pour it on the roof, the reindeer get stuck,
and then they can't fly away.
Science!
Won't the syrup just freeze?
- Good point. - Also, how do we get
all that syrup on the roof?
Yeah, I got nothing.
Wait a minute.
- I think I got it. - What?
We're gonna need the whole gang for this one.
Okay.
If I'm going to become Santa,
then I need to get into character.
All right, let's see.
"Christmas Tree."
"Christmas Traditions."
"Christmas Pudding."
How does pudding work its way into everything?
Where is the Santa stuff?
Look at this. Little girls and boys giggling
over sugarplums.
Oh.
Look how they did the roof
of the gingerbread house with vanilla icing.
Little... family of gumdrops.
So dumb.
So, so stupidly dumb.
Ah, here we are.
"The Legend of Santa Claus."
Red suit, white beard,
always in a jolly mood.
Oh. That's not gonna happen.
Oh, well. Let's just start
by finding ourselves some reindeer.
Beautiful. Isn't it, Max?
This, my little friend,
is the Rein-Horn.
It perfectly re-creates the mating call of the reindeer.
Behold.
Oh. Hey there.
Sorry, little goat. I was calling for a rein...
What was that?!
Scram! Skedaddle!
Strange goat.
Now, reindeer migrate,
so maybe we'll catch a few headed south for the winter.
I also read that they tend to mate in densely wooded...
Will you stop following us?!
Shoo! Away! Go back to the goat farm.
Go eat a can.
All right, now that that's over, back to the task at hand.
Whew! It's a little crisp.
Oh, it's getting...
really... c-cold.
Oh, goodness!
Can't...
feel my lips.
Can't... blink.
Eyes... frozen!
Max...
we've hit the mother lode.
We'll have 100 reindeer
to pull our...
Huh?
Well, Santa had eight.
He looks like he ate the other seven.
Watch and learn, Max.
All right.
Aah!
Uh-oh.
Aah!
Aah! Frozen, stinkin'...
Stop. Stop.
Onward, my furry friends.
We're walking toward destiny.
- Let's get in there! - Whoo-hoo!
All right, you called, we came.
- So what's up? - Yeah, what's the deal?
Thanks for getting here so fast, guys.
Follow me.
So, what's the big secret?
Yeah, I don't have very long. My parents set the timer.
- Dude. - Don't ask. It's new.
All right, everybody, brace yourselves.
In exactly 48 hours,
we are going to do something that's never been done before.
We're gonna...
trap Santa Claus!
♪ Santa Claus ♪
♪ Is coming... ♪
Trap Santa? Why would we want to do that?
Duh. To steal all his toys. I love it.
- Oh, yeah! - That's a great idea!
No, not to steal his toys.
To, um, to talk to him.
- What? Why do you want to talk to him? - It's personal.
- Yeah, it's kind of personal. - Well, I don't want
to do it if you won't tell me why.
- What are you talking about, "personal"? - Axl,
when you asked to borrow $16 and my mom's suitcase,
did I ask you why?
- No. - And what about you, Ozzy?
Remember when you got stuck in that...
All right, all right, okay. Geez.
I did it because you're my friend,
and when something matters to you,
that means it matters to me.
- That's beautiful. - Okay, okay, okay.
You convinced me.
- Count me in, too. - All right, we're in.
- Great! Now, let's do this. - Yeah, let's do this!
- Oh, yeah! Awesome! - Let's make it happen.
Whoa, cool. That is so cool.
- To the bikes! - Yeah!
- Cindy-Lou! Dinnertime! - Let's go, guys! Dinnertime!
- Time to eat! - Ooh, dinner.
All right, we meet first thing in the morning.
- Okay. - All right, see you tomorrow.
- See you guys in the morning. - Ozzy! Timer!
Okay, Mom.
This is the loudest snow
I've ever heard in my life.
You two, go around the back.
Wait for me to drop the sleigh from the roof. Okay?
Go, team.
Ah-ah-ah-ah.
Shh.
Aah!
Whew!
Aah!
Aah...!
What? Wha-What's going on?
Hey. Who taught Mabel
how to use the doorbell?
Man, that's awesome.
You smart little dog.
♪ Mother and child ♪
- ♪ Holy infant ♪ - Huh? What's this?
♪ So tender and mild ♪
♪ Sleep in heavenly ♪
♪ Peace ♪
♪ Sleep ♪
♪ In heavenly ♪
♪ Peace. ♪
All right, here it comes. Get ready.
Aah!
- ♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells ♪ - You tell...
What? Oh!
Oh, look at that. Mabel is delivering cakes now.
I mean, is this the best Christmas, or what?
Oh... whoa!
Whoa...!
♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride ♪
♪ In a one-horse open sleigh... ♪
Oh! Holy moly!
♪ Open sleigh... ♪
Man, I don't know what's in this cake,
but I think I just saw Santa Claus.
Let me get another piece.
Today was great.
We did mean things,
and we did them in style.
Max, you know the rules.
You sleep in your bed,
and I sleep in...
Oh, no, no, not you, too. I don't believe this.
Max, did you teach him puppy eyes?
Fine.
This one time.
Ah...
Ah.
Mmm! Now, that is a great cup of coffee.
Max, this morning, you and I need to do some recon.
Fred, you just sit right there.
And don't touch anything.
Intel, Max, that's what we're after.
How many houses are in Who-ville,
and how many Whos?
How many wreaths and trees and chimney flues?
I'll be in your ear the whole time,
and whatever you're seeing,
I'll be seeing on the monitor.
Ready? Now, off you go, Max.
Fly, boy.
Fly!
Max, stop socializing.
Now, let's go in for a look.
Okay, six houses on Oak Street.
Oh, watch out!
Wha...?
- Huh. - Okay, go. Go, go, go.
Now, cut through Main Street and survey the south side.
Merry Christmas!
Look at those greedy little gift monsters,
loading themselves up with Christmas junk.
- Okay, Max, turn right here. - Whoa!
So I woke up this morning, got dressed, had my coffee,
went outside, looked on the roof.
My sleigh was gone.
My, my, I wonder who took it.
Okay, let's see here. If we do...
28 houses an hour
for six hours, that would be sausages.
Sausages?!
Max! Don't even think about it.
Max!
Max, are you okay?
Max?
Oh, hey, look, it's me.
Oh, dear. Aah!
Bad dog.
Fred, we're home!
Fred...?
What are you... doing?
Okay.
Come on, we got work to do.
Now, let's plan our route.
First, now, we go south, quick jaunt to the east,
and then this house, skip the subdivision for the moment,
knock off the entire southeast quadrant of the town,
and then we finish it all up...
on Whistling Who Lane.
That's 223 houses
and only seven hours of darkness to work with.
That means we have to be fast and focused.
And believe you me, there will be temptation...
all around us.
♪ Raindrops on roses ♪
♪ And whiskers on kittens... ♪
Behold! The present.
This is our enemy.
You will want to unwrap it.
And... play with it.
♪ These are a few ♪
♪ Of my favorite things... ♪
But you must not!
And if you can get past the present,
the only obstacle left is...
...the cookie.
Look at it in all its red, sugary splendor.
No, no, no. Look at yourselves.
Discipline. We must...
...resist.
- Are you ready? - Almost.
Good. Think jolly.
- And fat. - Okay, I'm ready.
All right, quick. Everybody, hide.
Three, two, one,
cue Santa!
That means you, Groopert.
Ho, ho, ho, ho. Look at this pretty house.
I will leave presents for the people.
Come on, it's not the school play, dude.
- Then why do I have to wear the outfit? - Groopert!
Focus. Just get the cookie!
But I can see the strings.
Stop worrying. It'll be dark at night.
What if he has a flashlight?
Have you ever seen a picture of Santa with a flashlight?
- No, but I just... - Groopert,
just pick up the cookie!
Hmm. What do we have here?
A delicious little cookie.
Aah!
Groopert!
Groopert?
All right, so I tinkered with our sleigh a bit.
Behold!
Look at this, Max.
Now you'll be riding in style.
A throne for a barking prince.
How do you like that?
All right, Fred, you are the engine
of this great machine.
Understood?
Good.
Now, remember, this is just a practice run,
but on this team we practice like we play.
So let's leave it all out on the snow.
Oh! Okay!
All right, how about that?
Now, let's pick up the pace and see how she handles.
Oh, ho-ho!
Hang on!
No, no, no. No problem.
It's all... under control.
Whoa!
Aah!
We're doing it, Max. We are doing it!
We will not be...
...stopped?
What happened? Fred?
Oh, um...
sorry, but we don't need any more reindeer.
No. Go. Get. Shoo.
I have what I need.
It's okay, Fred.
On our own again, Max.
It was the day before Christmas,
and the Whos were abuzz,
all doing the things that a Christmas Who does.
Some were out buying presents, others just milled about.
- There you go, sir. - But the whole town felt joyous,
of that there was no doubt.
The weather was perfect, and soon snow would fall.
- This surely would be... - All right, everyone ready?
...the best Christmas of all.
Max! There you are.
Check this out.
Whoa! Ah.
I've been making lots of cool... Whoa!
...stuff!
Ooh, more coffee.
It's gonna be a big night.
We got all the gizmos and gazmos we need,
but we still don't have the proper outfit.
Come on, let's do a little stitching.
♪ Uh, gifts I'm preparing ♪
♪ For some Christmas sharing ♪
♪ But I pause because ♪
♪ Hanging my stocking ♪
♪ I can hear a knocking ♪
♪ Is that you, Santa Claus? ♪
There's only one thing left to do.
♪ That's him, all right. ♪
Max?
Do you know what you are?
You are a sturdy little fella.
And loyal.
Very loyal.
In fact, I think you're the best dog
a Grinch could hope for.
And that is why...
I'm promoting you.
Max...
you will guide my sleigh tonight.
Ha-ha!
I knew you wouldn't let me down.
It was now Christmas Eve.
There was joy in the air.
For in just a few hours, Santa Claus would be there.
And the gifts would be left, and the stockings all filled.
And the anticipation,
well, it started to build.
Ozzy, what are you doing?
Trying... to get... myself tired.
All right, eight hours till Christmas morning.
That's 28,800 seconds.
Okay, and... sleep!
Waffle One, this is Waffle Two.
Are you there? Over.
I read you loud and clear, Waffle Two.
- This is Groopert, by the way. - Yeah, I got that.
Oh. I just wanted to wish you good luck
- with Santa Claus. - Thanks. Talk tomorrow.
So, you got any last-minute wishes for Santa?
Yep. I have one great big wish.
Good. Because you deserve everything you want and more.
Thanks, Mom.
I want the same thing for you.
How did I end up with such a wonderful daughter?
I don't know. Sometimes you just get lucky.
Well, then I really did.
Me, too.
I love you, Mom.
I love you, sweetheart.
- Good night. - Good night.
The Grinch was now ready to start his big trip.
He stood like a captain aboard a great ship.
Yes, the time had now come to take off like a shot.
Here we go, Max.
Let's see what you've got!
Hyah!
What?
Max?
Max, are you okay?
Huh?
Yeah, Max!
Attaboy!
Go, boy! Go!
And down the Grinch came
on his great fateful ride,
toward the good homes of Who-ville
and the Christmas inside.
He had planned it and prepped it,
big detail to small.
Yes, he'd get rid of Christmas now,
once and for all.
You take the outside, I'll take the inside.
House number one.
He was ready to pounce
and set the score right.
He'd make up for the past, and he'd do it tonight.
Okay...
now, let's steal Christmas.
He swept up their presents
with the speed of a wiz.
And he knew he'd cause sadness.
Only theirs now, not his.
All this excess and nonsense,
it was all about greed.
About meaningless stuff
that they didn't even need.
Yeah.
The Grinch went to work.
He scooped up the toys.
He raced against time. He raced against joy.
He hit a few snags
as he made his way through.
An angry orange cat...
and a sleepwalking Who.
Huh?
Thank you, Mommy.
He stole pop guns and bicycles,
roller skates, drums,
checker boards, tricycles, popcorn and plums.
Gadgets and gizmos, and dolls with strange names,
goofballs and shloof-balls and video games.
And he swiped and he poached.
Yes, the stealing was on.
And this day that he hated,
well, he made it be gone.
This is it, the last house.
♪ Mmm, mmm, dashing through the snow ♪
♪ In a one-dog open sleigh ♪
♪ One more house to go, and Christmas goes away. ♪
Ha!
Huh?
Oh, what the heck?
Ah.
Huh?
He's here!
Whoa. What the...?
Aah! Whoa. Whoa! Aah!
How do I get out of this?
Santa Claus.
Oh. Uh, hello.
A little help, please?
I'll let you down. Just give me a minute.
Oh, that would be great.
I'm coming. Just trying to remember...
which cord it is.
Oh, no!
I'm so sorry.
Are you okay?
Yeah. I-I guess so.
Let me help you.
Sit down here.
- Whew. - Drink this.
It'll make you feel better.
Uh... thanks.
Wow. I can't believe it's really you.
Uh... yeah.
I'm so sorry about the trap and everything,
but I really need...
Hey. Why are you taking our Christmas tree?
Well...
uh, one of the lights wasn't working,
so I thought I'd take it back to the workshop
and see if I could fix it.
I didn't know you did that.
Yeah. Sure.
Now, why don't you go back upstairs to bed,
and then when you wake up, the tree will be fixed
- and your presents will be waiting under it. - Wait.
You don't understand. I don't want presents.
Of course you do. Everyone wants presents.
No, no, really, I don't. I want you to help my mom.
Y-Your mom?
Yeah. She works so hard
and is always doing stuff for other people.
And I just want her to be happy.
You want me to help... your mom?
You're Santa.
You make people happy.
And everyone should be happy, right?
Y-Yeah, I...
I guess they should.
Santa,
are... are you okay?
What?
Uh... yeah. I'm fine.
Now, why don't you go back up to bed, hmm?
Okay.
I wish you could celebrate with us tomorrow.
We all get together and sing.
It's so beautiful that
if you close your eyes and listen,
all of your sadness just goes away.
That sounds nice.
Huh?
Thank you, Santa.
Good night.
Good-good night.
I just met the strangest little Who girl.
All right, Max. Let's go.
He tried to forget it, but the words filled his head,
and he found himself thinking
about what the young girl had said.
It was hard to imagine.
Could it really be true?
But if they could all be happy,
maybe he could be, too.
What?
Her head felt unsteady,
and her heart was just sick.
- Oh, no. - It must be a joke
or a prank or a trick.
Who would do such a thing?
Who would stoop down this low?
And then one little girl realized...
she might just know.
3,000 feet up, up the side of Mount Crumpit,
the Grinch rode with his load to the tip-top to dump it.
Keep going.
We're gonna make it.
Oh, dear. Wha... What happened?
- Where's the decorations? - All the presents. - Aw, man.
Mom... it's my fault.
What... What is?
All of this.
I-I trapped Santa last night,
'cause I wanted to ask him to do something special for you.
But I think I made him mad,
and that's why he stole everyone's Christmas.
No. No, no. No, honey,
this isn't your fault.
He didn't steal Christmas.
He just stole stuff.
Christmas is in here.
And besides, I already have the greatest gift I could ever get.
You.
Just one more shove.
What's that? Do you hear it?
♪ Dah who doraze ♪
♪ Welcome Christmas, Christmas Day ♪
♪ Welcome, welcome... ♪
They're singing?
♪ Welcome, welcome... ♪
I don't understand, Max.
♪ Christmas Day ♪
♪ Is in our grasp ♪
Don't they know what I've done?
♪ So long as we have hands to clasp ♪
♪ Fah who foraze ♪
♪ Dah who doraze ♪
♪ Welcome home, welcome home ♪
♪ Welcome home... ♪
As he watched the small girl,
he thought he might melt.
If he did what she did,
would he feel what she felt?
And the luscious sound swelled,
reaching up to the skies.
And the Grinch heard with his heart,
and it tripled in size.
What? Oh, no.
Oh! Aah!
No, no, no, no!
Oh, no!
Aah...!
No, don't worry. I got it.
Max, it's okay. I'm...
Aah!
Whoa, oh...
Oh, no, no, no, no.
Max...!
Oh!
Fred?
You...
you came back.
Max, the gifts. We have to return them.
And having heard
the Whos' goodness, having felt the Whos' song,
he tried to make right what he had made wrong.
♪ Welcome home ♪
♪ Welcome home... ♪
Uh...
hello, everybody.
Uh...
it was me.
I stole your Christmas.
I stole it because...
because I thought it would fix something
that happened a long time ago.
But it didn't.
And I'm sorry.
I'm so very sorry.
For everything.
Not now, Max.
I need to be alone.
I-I-I kind of thought you might like it.
You don't like it? Oh, I could take it back.
It's not a big deal. I just thought maybe you...
Oh. Hey.
Merry Christmas to you, too, Max.
Ha!
Uh, that's gonna get old.
What was that?
Huh?
Uh... hello.
Hi.
Remember me?
Yes. Yes, I do.
I remember you.
My name is Cindy-Lou.
Cindy-Lou Who.
It's nice to meet you, Cindy-Lou.
Uh, oh, m-my name is Grinch.
And, uh, th-this is Max.
Whoa! Nice to meet you, Max.
I just came to invite you to our house for Christmas dinner.
What? Me?
But I took your gifts.
- Yeah, I know. - And your trees.
Yup.
I stole your whole Christmas.
I know you did.
But we're inviting you anyway.
But why?
Because... you've been alone long enough.
Dinner's at 6:00.
Don't be late.
And make sure you bring your sweet doggy, too.
♪ Chestnuts roasting ♪
- ♪ On an open fire... ♪ - Right. Okay.
Hmm.
Um, this is a bad idea. I-I-I can't...
I can't do this, I can't do this.
They're all gonna hate me.
All right.
Mm!
I did it.
Oh! Mr. Grinch!
I'm so happy you decided to come.
Welcome.
Th-Thank you for inviting me.
Uh, I-I wore a tie.
And it's a very nice tie. Cindy-Lou! Look who came!
Mr. Grinch! You're here!
Hello.
Come on in. I'll show you around.
Oh. Okay.
♪ We'll find it hard to sleep ♪
- ♪ Tonight... ♪ - Hello, Mr. Grinch.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas to you, too.
Aunt Ida,
I'd like you to meet my friend, the Grinch.
Oh, it's nice to meet you, Mr. Grinch.
Thank you. It's nice to be here.
Oh, here, let me take that for you.
Oh. Thank you.
Cindy-Lou, could you make a little room for this, please...
No, don't worry. I-I've got it.
- Huh. Isn't that thoughtful? - ♪ To see if reindeer ♪
♪ Really know how to fly... ♪
- Well, is that grouchy, grumpy... - Huh?
- ...Grinchy I see standing over there? Ha-ha! - Bricklebaum.
- Good to see you. - Come on, Grinchy,
- give me a hug! - Oh!
It don't count if you don't hug back, buddy.
♪ Many times, many ways, Merry Christmas... ♪
Okay, come take your seats, everyone. Dinner's ready.
Come on. You're sitting next to me.
♪ To you. ♪
Here you go.
Oh. Oh.
This is my first Christmas dinner.
- What happens? - You'll see.
Would you... do the honors, Mr. Grinch?
Oh. Uh, okay.
Do you mind if I say something first?
Not at all.
Um, well, everybody,
I-I just want to say...
I've spent my entire life
hating Christmas and everything about it.
But now I see that it wasn't Christmas I hated.
It was being alone.
But I'm not alone anymore.
And I have all of you to thank for it.
But especially...
this little girl right here.
Ma'am, your daughter's kindness
changed my life.
That's my girl.
Oh...
that was beautiful.
That's my best friend.
Merry Christmas, Mr. Grinch.
Merry Christmas, Cindy-Lou.
And the Grinch raised his glass
and led the Whos in a toast.
To kindness and love,
the things we need most.
♪ I am the Grinch, Cindy-Lou Who? ♪
♪ I live in Who-ville, who are you? ♪
♪ I've got a dog, his name is Max ♪
♪ He coffee my cup, that is a fact ♪
♪ I was in snow, ain't need no coat ♪
♪ Max pull that sled, off with they head ♪
♪ I don't like love, I don't like fun ♪
♪ When I'm around, Christmas is done ♪
- ♪ Scoop, I am the Grinch ♪ - ♪ Show me some love... ♪
♪ Hey, how you doing, you scum? It's a pleasure to meet ♪
- ♪ Ah, I am the Grinch ♪ - ♪ I'm here to ruin your day ♪
- ♪ This will end in defeat ♪ - ♪ Show me some love... ♪
- ♪ I am the Grinch ♪ - ♪ I get to riding and riding ♪
- ♪ And riding around ♪ - ♪ Ah, I am the Grinch ♪
♪ That's what they call me when they talk about me ♪
- ♪ Around the town ♪ - ♪ You're the Grinch ♪
- ♪ That's me ♪
♪ You're so problematic, you're the Grinch ♪
- ♪ Hello ♪ - ♪ You're the Grinch ♪
- ♪ I'm guilty ♪
♪ You're so problematic, you're the Grinch ♪
- ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ - ♪ You're the Grinch ♪
- ♪ At your service ♪
♪ You're so problematic, you're the Grinch ♪
- ♪ Nice to meet you ♪ - ♪ You're the Grinch ♪
- ♪ Okay ♪
♪ You're so problematic ♪
♪ That's ice on 'em ♪
♪ Ah, that's ice on 'em, ah, that's ice on 'em ♪
♪ Ah, that's ice on 'em ♪
- ♪ Ah, that's ice on 'em ♪ - ♪ 'Ey, yo ♪
- ♪ That's... ♪ - ♪ 25, 25, 25, 25 ♪
♪ 25 days in the month, 25 days ain't enough ♪
♪ Where I don't give a... wait a minute ♪
♪ 25 days, got the lock ♪
♪ With the chain at the door, don't knock ♪
♪ No gifts over here, I don't smell nothing in the air ♪
♪ You can take that over there and I don't really care ♪
♪ Tell your homeboy in the red suit to chill ♪
♪ Before I ban him from Who-ville ♪
♪ I ain't playin' with you ♪
♪ Ice on 'em ♪
- ♪ Ice on 'em ♪ - ♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Ice... ♪
♪ 25, 25, 25, 25 ♪
♪ 25 days in the month, 25 days ain't enough ♪
♪ Where I don't give a... wait a minute ♪
♪ 25 days, got the lock ♪
♪ With the chain at the door, don't knock ♪
♪ No gifts over here ♪
♪ I am the Grinch ♪
♪ Hey, how you doing, you scum? It's a pleasure to meet ♪
- ♪ Show me some love... ♪ - ♪ Ah, I am the Grinch ♪
♪ I'm here to ruin your day, this will end in defeat ♪
- ♪ Show me some love... ♪ - ♪ I am the Grinch ♪
♪ I get to riding and riding and riding around ♪
- ♪ Show me some love... ♪ - ♪ I am the Grinch ♪
♪ That's what they call me ♪
♪ When they talk about me around the town ♪
♪ That's me ♪
♪ Hello ♪
♪ Nice to meet you. ♪
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