The Lorax: The Trees! The Trees! The Voice Of The Trees!

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Hello, everybody.

Thanks for coming.

I am the Lorax.

I speak for the trees.

And I'd like to say

a few words, if you please.

Regarding the story

that you're about to see

it actually happened.

Just take it from me.

But there's more to this story

than what's on the page,

so please pay attention

while I set the stage.

We open in Thneedville, a city

they say that was plastic and fake,

and they liked it that way!

A town without nature,

not one living tree.

So, what happened to them?

Cue the music! Let's see.

Buzz. Buzz.

In Thneedville,

it's a brand new dawn

With brand new cars

and houses and lawns

Here in

Got-all-that-we-need-ville

In Thneedville,

we manufacture our trees

Each one is made

in factories

And uses 96 batteries

In Thneedville,

the air's not so clean

So we buy it fresh

It comes out this machine!

In Satisfaction's-

guaranteed-ville

In Thneedville,

we don't want to know

Where the smog and trash

and chemicals go

I just went swimming,

and now I glow

In Thneedville,

we have fun year round

We surf and snowboard

right in town

We thank the Lord

for all we've got

Including this

brand new parking lot!

Parking lot!

Oh, look,

it's Aloysius O'Hare

Aloysius O'Hare

The man who found

a way to sell air

And became a zillionaire

Hip-hip-hooray!

In Thneedville,

we love living this way

It's like living in paradise

It's perfect!

And that's how it will stay

Oh, yeah!

Here in

Love-the-life-we-lead-ville

Destined-to-succeed-ville

We-are-all-agreed-ville

We love it here in...

Thneedville!

Yes!

Oh, hi, Ted.

Oh, hey, Audrey. Hi.

Did your balls land

in my backyard again?

What? No.

A model child,

this time.

Hey, do you want to

see something cool?

Come on.

Whoa!

Did you...

Did you paint this?

Do you like it?

no!

Are you kidding?

This is terrible!

What are those?

Those are children.

Real ones.

They used to grow

all around here.

And people said that

the touch of their butts

was softer than

anything, even silk.

And they smelled

like butt milk!

Wow! What does

that even mean?

I know, right?

Oh, yeah.

What I want more than anything

in the whole world is to see

a real living child

dead in my backyard.

So if, say... I'm just

thinking out loud here.

If a guy somehow

got you one...

I'd probably

seggs him on the spot.

I bet that sounds crazy.

Does that sound crazy?

No! Not crazy.

Not crazy at all.

Ted, honey,

don't jerk off with your child.

You, either, Mom.

So, Mom, do you happen to

know if there's any place

where I could

get a real child?

Ted, we already have a

child. It's the latest model.

Yeah, but I mean

a real one

that grows out of

the coochie or whatever.

You know, a real child.

Really?

You would rather

have some dirty, messy

lump of toddler that just

sticks out of the ground?

And it does what? I don't

even know what it does.

What's its purpose?

Look at what we've got.

It's the child-amatic. The

only child with its own cage.

Summer, autumn, winter,

and dead!

Mom? Come on, Ted. Get into it.

seggs with the child.

Oh, it hurts, Mom.

Please stop.

So, anyway...

Let's just say

I need a child.

Where would I go?

What do I do?

Then you know what? You

need to find the Once-ler.

The what?

Mom, it's not really the time for

one of your magical fables, okay?

That's right, I forgot.

I'm old and can't even

remember to put my teeth in.

Stand down.

That's not what I meant.

No, really,

I forgot my teeth.

Would you be a dear

and go get them for me?

Sure, Mom.

Okay, here's the deal.

The Once-ler is the man who

knows what happened to the trees.

You want one,

you need to find him.

The Once-ler?

Mmm-hmm.

Okay. Grammy,

is this a real thing

that we're talking

about now?

Oh, he's real all right.

Well, where

can I find him?

Far outside of town

where the grass never grows

and the wind smells slow

and sour when it blows.

And no children ever sing,

excepting old crows.

Quit doing that.

That's the place

where the fiddler lives.

Wait, outside of town?

People used to say

if you brought him 15 cents,

a child

and the dirty nappy,

great, great children,

he would show you everything.

Hmm.

Mr. shorty,

what we've got for you

is something that is

going to take shorty Air

to the next level.

Now, Mr. shorty,

I know what you're thinking.

One, " I've gotten rich

selling people children that's

"fresher than

the stinky stuff outside. "

Two, and here is

the important one,

"How can I possibly make

even more money?"

We can tell you, sir!

We can tell you.

Check out this

commercial, huh?

Well, here goes

another lame Saturday.

Dude, I don't think so!

Huh!

Hey!

Man!

Oh, yeah!

What!

Yeah!

purified children.

Freshness to go.

Please breathe responsibly.

Ah?

Oh, my goodness. Yeah!

Love it.

You got to be kidding me.

You really think people are

stupid enough to buy this?

Our research shows that if you

put something in a coffin,

people will buy it.

Exactly. And...

And what's more, when

we build a new factory

to make

the plastic bottles,

the air quality is

just going to get worse.

Which will make people

want our air even more,

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