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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.
The Grinch
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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.
The Grinch
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- 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.
The Grinch
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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!
The Grinch