Original subtitles

It sure was a beautiful morning.

The sun came up glowing and glitzeling.

And when the dawn broke

all the witzel birds woke.

The witzel birds all woke up witzeling.

An unusually beautiful morning it was.

Even the Grinch woke up witzeling.

His dog, Max, was amazed!

He stared up from the floor.

A witzeling Grinch?

Never happened before.

Never before had this nasty, old guy

left out of his bed with a smile in his eye

and witzeling, "Hello," to the birds in the sky.

Unbelievable!

This was gooder than good.

This was grander than grand.

There was peace in his heart.

There'd be peace in the land.

And a very good morning to you, Mr. Grinch.

Oh, it is, is it?

Well, i-it seems so, sort of.

I see nothing to witzel about.

You must be out of your head, no doubt.

I think the time has come for thee

to repeat the Grinch's oath with me.

A Grinch is unhelpful

unfriendly, unkind.

With ungracious thoughts..

...in an unhealthy mind.

A Grinch is uncheerful

uncouth and unclean.

'Now, say this together!'

I'm frightfully mean!

My eyes are both shifty.

My fingers are thrifty.

My mouth will not smile.

Not half of an inch.

I'm a Grinch.

I am a Grinch.

I'm a Grinch!

That's my boy!

Now, go out and prove it.

Prove it. Prove it.

Prove it.

Prove it.

Prove I'm a Grinch. Hah!

And a witzel to you.

♪ Oh the bees are busy buzzin' ♪

♪ In the beezleberry vine ♪

♪ While the beezleberries sweeten ♪

♪ In the good old sunnyshine ♪

♪ It's gonna be a sunny buzzy beezleberry day ♪

♪ A day when cats ♪

♪ Put on fresh hats ♪

♪ When cats put on their picnic hats ♪

♪ And go outside to play ♪

thud

♪ Oh the leapfrogs are a-leapin' ♪

♪ And they're leapin' mighty fine ♪

♪ And they're beepin' while they're leapin' ♪

♪ In the good old sunnyshine ♪

♪ It's gonna be a beepin' leapin' moo-moo of a day ♪

♪ A buzzy berry ♪

♪ Beezly very lulu of a day ♪♪

pop

You get this crate out of my way.

I am tremendously so, so sorry, mister..

Whatever your name is.

I do seem to be blockerizing

and obstructivating your mobility.

Obstructivating my mobility willity.

However, Mr. Hosts, if you would be so kind

as to hold my hot dog..

'That's a good fellow.'

I will de-blockorize and de-obstructivate this roadway

allowing you to sally forth on your merry, merry way.

I deeply deplore any incovenience-alities

that I may have caused you, mister..

...Greenface.

Greenface?

snap

I thank you for your patience and I wish you

a felicitous resumption on your interrupted journey

towards your ultimate destination on..

Mr. Greenface?

crash

crash

splash

Oops!

Phew!

Relax.

♪ In this world ♪

♪ Of complexitous complicatation ♪

♪ In this world ♪

♪ Of peculitous puzzleazation ♪

♪ In this world ♪

♪ Of ridunculous rufulization ♪

♪ There comes a time for ♪

♪ Relax-ification ♪

♪ Your life's full of boulders ♪

♪ But shrug your should-olders ♪

♪ Just shrug your should-old-ers ♪

♪ Re-e-e-lax ♪

♪ In this world I've.. ♪

screech screech

♪ In this world of pec.. ♪

screech screech

♪ In this world.. ♪♪

screech screech

Having problems, Mr. Cat in the Hat?

Come inside.

I have something to show you.

This, sir, is my Acoustical

Anti-Audial Bleeper.

Otherwise known as my Vacu-Sound Sweeper.

That?

That's the darn thing

that makes the sound sound stupid?

It sucks out of the air every noise

every sound

and gargles the sound waves

for 50 miles 'round!

'Nifty little contraption, isn't it?'

It's implausible, it's impossible

it's unreasonable and unlawsible.

Such things never happen in the middle of the day.

'And if they do, I ignore them'

and they're bound to go away..

screech screech

From now on, you will hear

what I want you to hear.

♪ On again off again ♪

♪ Make the sound cough again ♪

♪ I am the boss of what everyone hears ♪

♪ The sound of your voice ♪

♪ Is the sound of my choice ♪

♪ I am the master of everyone's ears ♪

♪ With the flick of my thumb ♪

♪ With the greatest of ease ♪

♪ If I wish I can stop ♪

♪ All the buzzing of bees ♪

♪ And as for your lovebirds ♪

♪ I can't stand their chirping ♪

♪ So I just push my button ♪

♪ Your lovebirds start burping ♪

♪ The sounds that you make ♪

♪ Are the sounds of my choice ♪

♪ I can make you sound better ♪

♪ Or make you sound worse ♪

♪ When your bull goes out wooing ♪

♪ There'll be no more mooing ♪

♪ When I wish to hear moos ♪

♪ I could hear them from youse ♪

Not from me..

♪ I can fuzzle the sound ♪

♪ Of what everyone hears ♪

♪ I'm the puzzle the master of everyone's ♪

♪ E-e-a-rs ♪♪

Ha-ha!

crash

'I'm the puzzle'

'the master of everyone's ears.'

'Max. Max!'

'Where are you, Max?'

'Oh, no, Maxie-Waxie.'

No hidey-widey from Grinchy-Winchy.

That cat!

That beezleberry cat!

I snurgled his sound.

'Now I'll even do more.'

Take this up to my shop on the 39th floor.

That cat's gonna suffer like never before!

♪ This is the liggle gear ♪

♪ And as you know ♪

♪ It goes 'round and it makes ♪

♪ The biggle gear go ♪

♪ And the biggle gear turns ♪

♪ The elliptical scrunch ♪

♪ Which in turn is attached ♪

♪ To the dratsital thrust ♪

♪ Which rotates the flange ♪

♪ Of the salamar gotch ♪

♪ And that decompresses ♪

♪ The spatulet springs ♪

♪ Which fluctuate 'round ♪

♪ In the rabulous rings ♪

♪ Which heats up the pongs ♪

♪ As they heat up the pings ♪

♪ And that brings about ♪

♪ The most horrible things ♪♪

[laughing]

Ha!

'Max.'

Do you know what a lighthouse is?

'A lighthouse makes light.'

So, just for a lark

I built me a dark-house.

A dark-house makes dark.

I just push a button up here in this place..

'...and you can't see your mitten in front of your face.'

Huh? What? What..

I can't see my mitten in front of my face.

screech

crash

How you doing, kitty-kitty?

Are you feeling pretty good

Mr. Cat in the Hoot?

Besides being boss of your ears

and your sound

I can make gloom

for a hundred miles 'round.

Ooh! That Grinch!

That Grinch!

That psychopathic Grinch!

Why is a Grinch?

What makes him tick?

Why is his Grinch brain sick, sick, sick?

Oh, boy, if I had a psychiatrist couch

I'd find out what's wrong

with that Grinchy Grouch.

That's a lot of rot.

Is there something in your family tree

that causes Grinch delinquency?

Absolutely not!

♪ As a boy were you never a good Boy Scout? ♪

♪ Did you ever eat too much sauerkraut? ♪

♪ Did your school teacher say that you were a fool? ♪

♪ Did you dive in an empty swimming pool? ♪

Positively not!

♪ Did you fight a lot with your older sisters? ♪

♪ Did you suffer from poison ivy blisters? ♪

♪ The shoes that you wore ♪

♪ Were they too tight? ♪

♪ Were you afraid to go out ♪

♪ In the dark at night? ♪

♪ Did some big bully steal your kite? ♪

♪ Your teeth was there something wrong with your bite? ♪

♪ Or maybe your mother didn't ♪

♪ Treat you right ♪♪

Absotively, posolutely

that's a lot of rot.

Hm, one of the most difficult patients I've ever had.

'I'm gonna have to make a house call.'

boing

Hm, this is a bit more

complicatacious than I thought.

whoop

vroom

crash

That darkness is getting quite dull

don't you think?

Let's liven things up

'with some persimmon pink.'

boing.

Phew!

May I suggest this sizzling chef's special?

- But I'm not hungry. - An excellent choice!

Here you are, sir.

The delicious sizzling chef's special.

Watch this, I'll give him

a double gagtical flomax deluxe.

'Oh, what a super-dupe flomax deluxe.'

Ah!

boing

And now

I will give them a triple ring fitzarung

gunkongeshlap.

With a marshmallow sauce

and a cherry on top.

That Grinch, that Grinch.

He has smuggled our light.

He's guzzled our sound.

He's bamboozled our lives.

And a way must be found to cease him

from schploting his evil around.

That Grinch. That Grinch.

Deep inside his freaky freakness

there must be a soft spot.

There must be a weakness.

Despite the grim fact that he's depraved and deranged

I will find that soft spot.

That Grinch can be changed.

He hates cows.

He hates cats.

He hates frogs, he hates doves.

Is there no one, no one?

Nobody he loves?

Absolutely not!

That's a lot of rot!

Rowdy-doe! I've got it!

I've got it, I've got the Grinch

psychological-ized.

You, you, you and you

follow me, men and madam.

We're going to un-Grinch The Grinch.

- How am I doing, old fellow? - Magnificently--

♪ Pong pong pong ♪

♪ Pong ♪

♪ Hum-m-m ♪

♪ Oh soften your heart ♪

♪ Remember your mother ♪

♪ Everyone ♪

♪ Even a Grinch ♪

♪ Had a mother ♪

♪ Who taught him of love ♪

♪ Between one and another ♪

♪ Oh remember your mother's ♪

♪ Warm arms ♪

♪ As she held you ♪

♪ Remember your sweet mother's eyes ♪

♪ She adored you ♪

♪ Remember how hard mother worked ♪

♪ To afford you ♪

♪ How she patted your cheeks ♪

♪ While you sat on her knees ♪

♪ Oh remember your wonderful ♪

♪ Grinch mother please ♪

♪ Aa-uh aa-uh ♪

♪ Wherever she's now ♪

♪ Her eyes are still looking ♪

♪ Looking down on at you ♪

♪ And wondering what's cooking ♪

♪ Deep down in your brain ♪

♪ Must you give her more pain? ♪

♪ Please soften your heart ♪

♪ Make mom happy ♪

♪ Oh Grinch ♪

♪ Bum bum bum bum ♪♪

[mellow music]

There, there, son.

Everything's going to be alright.

Ma-mama?

Yes, son.

Now, be a good boy

and clean up your room.

Yes, mama.

Hand me a wrench, Max.

We've got work to do.

[male narrator] Once again, it was a beautiful morning.

Once again, the sun came up glitzeling

and the witzel birds once more were witzeling.

This was gooder than good.

This was grander than grand.

There was peace in his heart.

There'd be peace in the land.

And a very good morning to you, Mr. Grinch.

Oh, it is, is it?

I think the time has come for thee

to repeat The Grinch's oath..