Horton Hears A Who!

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Based upon the book by Dr. Seuss

bHORTON/b

On the fifteenth of May

in the jungle of Nool

in the heat of the day

in the cool of the pool

He was splashing

enjoying the jungle's great joys.

And Horton, the elephant

heard a small noise.

- Horton!

- Horton!

Good morning, class.

Are you ready?

Yeah!

Jump on board!

Look out, below!

Tommy's on board.

Katie, you there?

- Ha-Ah-A.

- O.K.

There it is.

This is one of the jungle's

most amazing creatures.

The leaf bug.

In order to protect itself from predators

It disguises itself as a leaf

This one's got quite a deep grip.

Come on, little buddy!

Don't be shy!

I guess I was mistaken, Kids.

There are obviously no leaf bugs in this area.

- Oh, yeah.

- Even a per... Oh! They're on me.

Look at, there are bugs

I think I swallowed it.

Shoot up!

Uh-ek it's not coming.

Pull it out.

Uh~, OK.

Then, humphing her nose

was sour Kangaroo.

A type who's convince

she knows better than you

She made every law

and then forced every rule

as self conclaimed head

of the jungle of the Nool.

Why can't I play with

the other kids, Mom?

How many times have I told you?

The jungle is no place

to act like a wild animal.

My, that Horton certainly is eccentric?

And that children are learning

so much from him.

Learning to be a bunch a

hell brain half-wits.

And that's why my Rudy

is pouch schooled.

So, while Kangaroos

still there sneering a sneer

Horton, how it's the best time of my life.

What are you gonna show us then?

Once again the speck floated

right by Horton's ear.

And he heard it again.

Just a very faint yelp,

as if some tiny person were calling for help.

And you know what he thought?

What he thought there must be someone

on top of that small speck of dust.

Or even a famly.

It just might be so.

A famliy with children just starting to grow.

I wanna live!

I got to go.

Katie, you're in charge.

Wait!

Come back!

One more, one more,

One more, one more.

- Ah here someone coming.

- Get here those.

- Wait!

- Sound the alram!

Excuse me!

On my stamp feet!

Sorry, Wickershams.

I promise I'm gonna

clean all this up later!

Bring the arrow!

I love the smell of

the banana's in the morning.

Bananing Hou!

Come on, guys! We're all mammals!

Whou!

I feel diplomatic process

is beginning to break down.

There you are.

I'll catch it. catch it.

- Hi, kids.

- Wow!

There

Now you're safe.

I know I heard you say something.

I just know it.

Where are you?

- Horton?

- Uhoo, sorry.

I just...ah.

There was this speck.

And the... they called up for help.

- And I was...

- The speck...

called out for help?

Well not the speck. I mean

That's ridiculous.

Is what you thought I've been?

No, the speck can't call out for help.

Come on.

Get real!

No.

There's tiny person on that speck

and needs my help.

Absurd.

There aren't people that small.

Whoa, maybe thay aren't small.

Maybe...

We're big.

- Horton!

- No! Really, think about it.

What if there is someone

way out there,

looking down on our world right now.

And to them, we are the speck.

And then this someone else come along,

he say,

"Oh, there can't be people that small."

And the first guy would say

"Are you calling me a lier?"

And the second guy would say

"If the shoe fits wear it,

and now that fits a blind."

and the first guy pick supper break.

And you might wanna zip up

the pouch for this next part.

Alright, Fat boy!

- You want some of there...

- Horton?

There is nothing on that speck.

But I heard.

Did you?

Really? Oh my!

Then how come I don't hear anything.

Well?

If you can't see, hear, or feel something

it doesn't exist.

I'm believing in tiny imaginary people

is just not something we do.

Or tolerate here in the jungle of Nool.

Really?

Cause I verified I really tried

I can find somebody

- who believe what I'm saying.

- You will do nothing of the sort.

You will not breathe the word of

this lie to anyone else.

Expecially the children.

I do not want you poisoning their minds

with this nonsense.

Our community has standards, Horton.

If you wanna remain a part of that

I recommand you follow them.

Have a nice day.

Alright then!

I'll ah...take that an advisement.

Certainly appreciate your input.

I don't understand.

I know I heard you.

It was just clean as nose on my face.

That's it.

Maybe you can't hear me!

Of course your ears must be tiny.

I need to speak up!

H-E-L-L-O-W!

Now some people out there

might think I know who

they find they agreed

with that Sour Kangaroo

"There can't really be people as small as a mice"

Well there can.

And there are.

Becuase Horton was right.

Hellow!

That single "Hellow" traveled all the way down

to the speck, to the flowers,

to the fount of the small town.

The town known as Whoville

for there live the Whos

Really happy in safe,

knowing only good news,

unaware that their world

was a speck on a clover,

unaware the sweet life

they knew might be old

The Mayor of Whoville

a man named McDodd

who's devoted and faired

and little bit odd.

The Mayor and his wife

they had children to spare.

and some there.

But the Mayors have only few second for each.

Daddy, I do better than best on my whostory test.

Ah, whostory. I remembered well.

That's one of my girls.

Her is has been using my hairbrush?

Her is has been using my hairbrush.

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