All language subtitles for The.Lorax.1972.1080p.BluRay.x264-[YTS.AG]

NARRATOR [SINGING]: At the far end of town
Where the Grickle-grass grows

And the wind smells slow and sour
When it blows

And no birds ever sing
Excepting old crows

Is the Street of the Lifted Lorax

Grickle-grass, Grickle-grass

Street of the Lifted Lorax

Grickle-grass, Grickle-grass

Somebody lifted the Lorax away

NARRATOR [IN NORMAL VOICE]:
What was the Lorax?

And why was it there?

And why was it lifted
and taken somewhere...

from the far end of town
where the Grickle-grass grows?

The old Once-ler still lives here.

Ask him. He knows.

You won't see the Once-ler.
Don't knock at his door.

He lurks in his Lerkim
on top of his store.

And on Grickle-y midnights in August,
he peeks out of the shutters...

and sometimes he speaks
and tells how the Lorax was lifted away.

ONCE-LER: It all started way back.

Such a long, long time back.

Way back in the days
when the grass was still green...

and the pond was still wet
and the clouds were still clean...

and the song of the Swomee-Swans
rang out in space.

[CHIRPING]

One morning,
I came to this glorious place.

Then I saw the trees, the Truffula Trees.

The bright-colored tufts
of the Truffula Trees.

Mile after mile
in the fresh morning breeze.

And under the trees,
I saw Brown Bar-ba-loots...

frisking about in their Bar-ba-loot suits.

CHORUS [SINGING]: Under the trees

Happy, dappy Bar-ba-loots

Under the trees in our Bar-ba-loot suits

Under the trees eating Truffula Fruits

- MEN: Oh, these succulent
- WOMEN: Mellifluous

- Deliciously
- Delifluous

Sweetly succulifluous

CHORUS: Truffula fruits

WOMEN: Summertime's a-comin', comin'

MEN: Under the trees

Humming-Fish are hummin', hummin'

Under the trees

[CHORUS HUMMING]

WOMEN: Under the trees

- MAN 1: Oh, these glorious
- WOMAN 1: Splendembulous

MAN 2: Splendorious

- WOMAN 2: Splendimulous
- MAN 3: Namby-flamby, flimbulous

CHORUS: Truffula Trees

ONCE-LER: Those trees. Those trees.

Those Truffula Trees.

All my life I've been searching
for trees such as these.

The touch of their tufts
was much softer than silk.

And they had the sweet smell
of fresh butterfly milk.

I felt a great leaping of love
in my heart.

I knew just what I'd do.
I unloaded my cart.

In no time at all,
I had built a small shop.

Then I chopped down a Truffula Tree
with one chop.

ONCE-LER:
What you doing in my tree stump, buddy?

Your tree stump?

Mister, I am the Lorax.

- I speak for the...
- Forget it. Hmp.

I don't really need the stump.
You can have it, little fellow.

Aha. Just enough to finish the cuffs.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever.

Now, uh, uh, oh, oh, who do you
say you were, little fella?

Mister, I am the Lorax.

I speak for the trees.

I speak for the trees
for the trees have no tongues.

And I'm asking you, sir,
at the top of my lungs.

That thing,
that horrible thing that I see...

what's that thing you've made
out of my Truffula Tree?

Look, Lorax, calm down.
There's no cause for alarm.

I chopped down just one tree.
I'm doing no harm.

Hah. This thing is most useful.
This thing is a Thneed.

A Thneed,
a fine something that all people need.

It's a shirt.

It's a sock.

It's a glove.

It's a hat.

But it has other uses.

Yes, far beyond that.

You can use it for carpets,
for pillows, for sheets or curtains...

or covers for bicycle seats.

Sir, you're crazy.

You're crazy with greed.

Why, there's no one on earth
who would buy that fool Thneed.

[TIRES SCREECH]

ONCE-LER: The birth of an industry,
you poor, stupid guy.

You telling me what the public will buy?

[CASH REGISTER RINGS]

Please, I object,
in the name of the trees.

All complaints will be filed in this box,
if you please.

ONCE-LER: Now I had reached the stage
where the potential was known.

This business was too big
for one Once-ler alone.

Promptly I built me a radio phone.

I called my brothers, uncles
and aunts. I said, "Listen here.

Here's a wonderful chance for
the whole Once-ler family to get rich."

Get over here fast. Take the road to
North Nitch. Turn left at Weehawken.

Sharp right at South Stitch.

CHORUS [SINGING]:
Don't stand around gawkin'

Turn left at Weehawken
To the Once-ler's house we go

Don't waste your time talkin'

Turn left at Weehawken
To the house of the glorious Once-ler we go

Opportunity's knockin'
There'll be no more squawkin'

We're gonna get rich

MAN: Filthy rich

CHORUS [SINGING]:
No more holes in our stockin'

Turn left at Weehawken
To the house of the glorious Once-ler we go

Gentlemen, I wish to speak for the trees.

Here are some facts to cogitate
and ruminate.

It takes 10 months for a Truffula seed
to germinate.

It takes 10 long years
before the seed grows into a sapling.

It takes 10 more years...

[LORAX COUGHS]

ONCE-LER: And, in no time at all,
in the factory I built...

the whole Once-ler family
was working full tilt.

We were all knitting Thneeds
just as busy as bees...

to the sound of the chopping
of Truffula Trees.

Then, oh, baby, oh,
how my business did grow.

Now chopping trees one at a time
was too slow.

So I promptly invented
my Super-Axe-Hacker...

which whacked off
four Truffula Trees in one smacker.

We were making Thneeds
four times as fast as before...

and my profits, incidentally,
were soaring galore.

[CARS HONKING]

Hmm, inadequate roadways.
I want a four-lane highway over there.

WORKER: Instant Roadway Company,
at your service, sir.

[BIRD COUGHS]

[TRUCK WHINING]

I speak for the trees.

Let them grow. Let them grow.

[WHIRRING]

But nobody listens too much,
don't you know?

I speak for the trees.

And I'll yell and I'll shout...

for the fine things on Earth
that are on the way out.

[BUZZING]

They say I'm old-fashioned
and live in the past.

But sometimes I think progress
progresses too fast.

They say I'm a fool
to oppose things like these...

but I'm going to continue to speak
for the trees.

I'm going to continue to speak
for the trees.

CHORUS [SINGING]: It's always fair weather

When good Once-lers get together

LORAX: I'm going to continue
to speak for the trees.

[ALARM RINGING]

CHORUS [SINGING]:
Off the old assembly line

Comes another Thneed

Answering humanity's
Each and every need

Everybody do, do, do
Do, do need a Thneed

WOMAN 1: It isn't just a tanning vest

MAN 1:
Use it for a hammock when you need rest

WOMAN 2: A toothbrush holder
For your weekend guest

MAN 2: Your canary will love it
It's a lovely nest

WOMAN 3:
Try it in soup, it adds great zest

MAN 3: It will cure those backache pains
In your chest

CHORUS [SINGING]: Everybody do, do, do

Do, do need a Thneed

You'll be amazed, you'll be nonplussed
It tastes like bread without the crust

MAN 1:
Grooms your hair when it gets mussed

WOMAN 1: Rids your home of dismal dust

MAN 2: It's a natural, it's a must

MAN 3: Eliminates carburetor rust

CHORUS: Everybody do, do, do
Do, do need a Thneed

It's super-duper, hooper-hyper

Makes a perfect windshield wiper

Foolproof trap to catch a viper

We've no complaints from any griper

Papa smokes 'em in his piper

- WOMAN: Baby says
- MAN: Boy, what a diaper

CHORUS: Everybody do, do, do

Everybody do, do, do

Everybody do, do, do
Do need a Thneed

Today we're here to celebrate

Perpetuate and demonstrate

Our love for the good ol' Once-ler

Founding father of the Thneed

Three cheers for the good ol' Once-ler

Georgie Washington of the Thneed

ONCE-LER: Very heartwarming.

Very heartwarming.

CHORUS [SINGING]:
Oh, place your hand upon your heart

And recollect his humble start

He came here in a horse-drawn cart

Upon his sacred mission

Today the Once-ler's fame has grown

Today the name of Thneed is known

It's carved in everlasting stone

Everlasting stone

And seen on television

For he's a jolly good Once-ler
Aren't we all?

CHORUS [IN NORMAL VOICE]:
Nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand...

nine hundred and ninety-five.

Ninety-six, 97, 98, 99, 1 million.

[CROWD CHEERS]

Stop it! Stop it!

There's something I've got to tell you.

Huh? Oh, it's Nature Boy,
the garden club member.

Now, listen all of you. I am the Lorax.

I speak for the trees.

Whoops.

ONCE-LER: That was the Lorax.
He spoke for the trees.

[CHUCKLES]

Miss Funtzler, Miss Funtzler?

MISS FUNTZLER [OVER INTERCOM]:
Yes, Mr. Once-ler?

Miss Funtzler, send in Miss O'Schmunsler.

MISS FUNTZLER:
Miss O'Schmunsler for Mr. Once-ler.

MISS O'SCHMUNSLER:
Take a letter, Mr. Once-ler?

ONCE-LER [SINGING]:
Take a letter, Miss O'Schmunsler

To my cousin Yenna Yuntzler

General manager, Thneeds Incorporated
Stockholm, Sweden

Dear Yonni

[IN NORMAL VOICE] I'm overjoyed to hear how
our business in the Scandinavian market is...

by leaps and bounds speeding.

The entire international picture is
most exuberantly rosy and...

[RINGING]

MISS FUNTZLER [OVER SPEAKER]:
Mr. Once-ler, he's back.

That Lorax nut is back again.

Yes, I am the Lorax
who speaks for the trees...

which you seem to be chopping
as fast as you please.

But I'm also in charge
of the Brown Bar-ba-loots...

who played in the shade
in their Bar-ba-loot suits...

and happily lived, eating Truffula Fruits.

Now thanks to your hacking my trees
to the ground...

there's not enough Truffula Fruit
to go around.

I see your point, yes,
I do see your point.

They loved living here,
but I can't let them stay.

They'll have to find food.

And I hope that they may.

Good luck, boys. Good luck.

CHORUS [SINGING]: Bar-ba-loot suits

Bar-ba-loot suits

Hikin' off to somewhere
In our Bar-ba-loot suits

Please think about it, would you?

ONCE-LER [SINGING]: Every once in a while

I sit down with myself asking

"Once-ler, why are you a Once-ler?"

And I cringe, I don't smile
As I sit there on trial asking

"Aren't you ashamed, you old Once-ler?

You ought to be locked in a hoosegow,
you should.

The things that you do
are completely ungood."

Yeah. Ha, ha.

But if I didn't do them

Then someone else would

"That's a very good point, Mr. Once-ler."

[IN NORMAL VOICE] Progress is progress,

and progress must roll.

ONCE-LER: Things were going just fine
all the way down the line.

Thneeds were selling like hotcakes
from Timbuktu to Texas.

I was feeling quite relaxed
in my good old solar plexus...

when he snuck out of a pipe.

He was back with another gripe.

[COUGHS]

Once-ler, you're making
such smogulous smoke.

My poor Swomee-Swans,
why, they can't sing a note.

No one can sing
who has smog in his throat.

And so...

[COUGHS]

Please pardon my cough.

They cannot live here.

I am sending them off.

ONCE-LER: Where will they go?

Where will they go?

I don't hopefully know.

CHORUS [SINGING]:
Will there be another dawn?

A sunrise for the Swomee-Swan

Exit, exit Swomee-Swan

Going, going, going, gone

What do you want,
I should shut down my factory?

Fire a hundred thousand workers?
Is that good economics?

Is that sound for the country?

I see your point,
but I wouldn't know the answer.

Tell you what I'll do. I'll think it over.

No!

You've run out of time
for thinking things over!

I'm sorry to yell, but my dander is up.

Let me say a few words
about gluppity-glupp.

Your machinery chugs on
day and night without stop...

making gluppity-glupp
and also schloppity-schlopp.

[CHORUS SINGING]

You're glumping the pond
where the Humming-Fish hummed.

No more can they hum,
for their gills are all gummed.

So I'm sending them off.

Oh, their future is dreary.

I hear things are just as bad
up in Lake Erie.

CHORUS [SINGING]:
Just fish out of water on hard, dry land

People ain't fish
So they can't understand

What happens when simple things
Get out of hand

And the fish and his family's
On hard, dry land

Well, Mr. Once-ler?

ONCE-LER: Hmp.

First the poor Bar-ba-loots,
then the poor Swomee-Swans.

Now the poor Humming-Fish.

Oh, Mr. Lorax.

Mr. Lorax, this cursed factory of mine,
now at last I understand.

MISS FUNTZLER [OVER SPEAKER]:
Mr. Once-ler, Mr. Once-ler!

ONCE-LER: Huh?

Oh, uh, yes, Miss Funtzler.

Stock market has just closed,
and Thneeds Incorporated stock is up.

Up 27 and five-eighth points.

ONCE-LER: Wow. Wow.

Rowdy-dow!

Now, you listen to me, pop,
while I blow my top.

Trees.

[ONCE-LER SCOFFS]

You speak for the trees.

Well, I speak for men
and human opportunities.

For your information, you Lorax...

I'm figgering on biggering
and biggering...

and biggering and biggering.

Turning more Truffula Trees
into Thneeds...

which everyone, everyone, everyone needs!

ONCE-LER: And at that very moment,
we heard a loud whack...

[AXE WHACKS]

from outside in the fields
came the sickening smack...

of an axe on a tree.

Then we saw the tree fall.

The very last Truffula Tree of them all.

No more trees.

No more Thneeds. No more work to be done.

And in no time my uncles and aunts,
everyone all waved me goodbye.

They jumped into their cars and drove
away under smoke-smuggered stars.

CHORUS [SINGING]:
For he's a jolly good Once-ler

Aren't we all?

For he's a jolly good Once-ler

Aren't we all?

ONCE-LER: Now all that was left
beneath the bad-smelling sky...

was my big, empty factory,
the Lorax, and I.

The Lorax said nothing.

Just gave me a glance.

Just gave me a very sad,
sad backward glance.

As he lifted himself
by the seat of his pants, and I...

I'll never forget the grim look
on his face when he heisted himself...

and took leave of this place
through a hole in the smog...

without leaving a trace.

And all that the Lorax left here
in this mess...

was a small pile of rocks with one word.

"Unless"?

ONCE-LER: Yes, unless.

What's an unless?

ONCE-LER [SINGING]: Just a faraway word

Just a faraway thought

A thought? About what?

About something I ought?

[IN NORMAL VOICE] Well...

[CONTINUES SINGING]
A thought about something

That somebody ought

A thought about something

That somebody ought

[IN NORMAL VOICE] Unless someone
like you cares a whole awful lot...

nothing is going to get better.

It's not.

Hold on a minute. Where is it now?

Uh, don't go, don't go.
I've got something for you.

Ah, here it is. It's a Truffula seed.
It's the last one of all.

Catch, don't muff.

You're in charge
of the last of the Truffula seeds.

And Truffula Trees
are what everyone needs.

Plant a new Truffula.

Treat it with care.

Give it clean water and feed it fresh air.

Grow a forest.

Protect it from axes that hack.

Then the Lorax and all of his friends
may come back.

[ENGLISH - US - SDH]