Anthony Hopkins: Narrator
Quotes
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Narrator : The Whos young and old would sit down to a feast, and they'll feast, and they'll feast.
The Grinch : And they'll feast, feast, feast, feast. They'll eat their Who-Pudding and rare Who-Roast Beast. But that's something I just cannot stand in the least. Oh, no. I'M SPEAKING IN RHYME!
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Narrator : So whatever the reason, his heart or his shoes, he stood outside his cave, hating the Whos.
The Grinch : [opens phone book] Alphabetically!
[looks into book]
The Grinch : Aadvarkian Abakeneezer Who, I...
[yelling]
The Grinch : HATE YOU!
[looks into book again]
The Grinch : Aaron B. Benson Who, I hate *you*.
[looking into book]
The Grinch : Hate, hate, hate. Hate, hate, hate. Double hate. LOATHE ENTIRELY!
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The Grinch : It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes, or bags.
Narrator : And he puzzled and puzzled til his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before.
The Grinch : Maybe Christmas...
Narrator : He thought...
The Grinch : ...doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas... perhaps... means a little bit more.
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Narrator : Then he slunk to the icebox.
[the Grinch hugs the fridge into place]
The Grinch : Slunk?
[opens up the fridge]
The Grinch : Eee.
Narrator : He eyed the Whos' feast. He took the Who-Pudding.
[the Grinch throws a plate of Who pudding away]
Narrator : He took... the Roast Beast.
The Grinch : Hike!
[tosses the Roast Beast in a football hike position]
Narrator : [as the Grinch messes everything up the fridge] He cleaned out that icebox as quick as a flash. Why, that Grinch, he even took their last can of Who-Hash.
[the Grinch opens up the cupboard to reveal a last can of Who-Hash inside in it just as Cindy opens her bedroom door]
Narrator : Then he stuffed all the food up the chimney with glee.
The Grinch : And now...
Narrator : ...grinned the Grinch...
The Grinch : [snatches the tree] ... I'll stuff up the tree.
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Narrator : And the more the Grinch thought of what Christmas would bring, the more the Grinch thought...
The Grinch : I must stop this whole thing!
The Grinch : Why, for year after year I've put up with it now. I must stop this Christmas from coming... but how? I MEAN... in what way?
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[first lines]
Narrator : Inside a snowflake like the one on your sleeve, there happened a story you must see to believe.
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[last lines]
Narrator : So he brought back the toys and the food for the feast. And he, he himself, the Grinch, carved the roast beast.
The Grinch : There's nothin' like the holidays. Who wants the gizzard?
Drew Lou Who : I do.
The Grinch : Too late. That'll be mine.
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The Grinch : [arrives on the roof with Max] Come on, Max. It's our first stop.
Narrator : ...the old Grinchy Claus hissed, and he climbed to the roof, empty bags in his fist.
[the Grinch prepares to go down the chimney with rope on his feet]
Narrator : He'd slide down the chimney, a rather tight pinch but if Santa could do it, then so could the Grinch.
The Grinch : [imitating sports announcer] He's planning a double-twisting interrupted by forward-flying 2-and-a-half with a combo tuck and pike. High degree of difficulty.
[jumps high in the air as bungee jumping while vocalizing]
The Grinch : Whoo!
[leans closer to the chimney]
The Grinch : Laa-Laaa-Laaaaaaa!
[lands in the chimney upside down, and gets stuck since he gained a couple of pounds from the Whobilation]
Narrator : He got stuck only once, for a moment or two.
The Grinch : Blasted water weight. Goes right to my hips.
[struggles his arms to free himself as he slides down and lands and hits his head by the fireplace]
The Grinch : Ow! Gee!
[looks at the view of the living room]
Narrator : Then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue...
The Grinch : [to the narrator; breaking the fourth wall] Shh! A little more stealth, please.
Narrator : [whispering] ... Where the little Who stockings are all hung in a row.
The Grinch : These stockings...
Narrator : [normal voice] ... he grinned...
The Grinch : ...are the first things to go.
[picks out a jar of moths]
The Grinch : Okay, fellas. Chow time.
[frees the moths, sticks his head back up just as the moths eat the stockings. Then, the Grinch lowers a hose, and sucks everything into his bag, as he laughs evilly]
