Now, the Mayor knew it was his job to convey the unusual things that he'd noticed that day, but there was one problem. Though his will was strong...
Miss Yelp You're late.
... nothing in Whoville had ever gone wrong.
E Everyone
We have all that we need. We need all that we've got.
We like it in Whoville. We like it a lot!
We're all very busy with the Who-Centennial coming up, so (bangs the gavel) let's bring this meeting to order. Mr. Mayor, I presume you have some good news for us.
Well, it's news. I don't know if we need to go labeling it "good" or "bad" or anything like that. The thing is, I have noticed some odd goings-on in Whoville lately.
Well, you know, tremors, clouds swirling in the sky. And it seems to me, just to be safe, we might want to consider (mumbling) postponing the Who-Centennial.
(even quieter)
postponing the Who-centennial...
(The stenographer can't hear him probably, so she just types gibberish)
What?? Speak up, man!
...POSTPONING THE WHO-CENTENNIAL, ALL RIGHT?!
(Mummers and gasps of worry spread throughout the court, and the Chairman presses a smiley button his desk which puts his co-men and the mayor in a glass dome, and the onlookers relax as elevator style music plays. The enraged Chairman chases the Mayor around the dome, strangles him, and illustrates him as a donkey-like animal's behind in complete silence, much to concerned looks.)
We are about to celebrate 100 years of Whoville happiness and harmony, and you want to postpone the celebration?!
Well, what if Whoville's not safe?
Nothing ever goes wrong in Whoville. Never has, and never will, you blathering boob.
(The chairman presses the button again as the glass dome puts back off, the music also stops.)
The Who-Centennial will proceed as planned! (the people cheered) The Mayor was merely being an idiot. It will be all smiles from now on.
(A machine with gloves makes the Mayor smiles and later escorts him out by kicking him in the back with a boot)
Ow. Ow. That hurt!
(As the machine keeps kicking him out)
Miss Yelp (The scene cuts to Miss Yelp's desk with her computer) (laughing)
Girl, I got 15,000 friends already. (serious) What? What do you mean, it don't look like me? (Shows an old picture of her on WhoSpace, a parody of MySpace) That looks just like me; 10 years ago. (looks at her watch) Wait a minute. Hold on for one second.
(Grabs a purple drink with a liver for a label and pours it on a cup as the Mayor arrives in a air-themed elevator and slams it to stop. He later walks and grabs the cup)
Treats me like an idiot. I am not an idiot... (drinks the whole cup, then rushes to Miss Yelp) Do I look like an idiot?!
Miss Yelp You don't want me to answer that.
I am not an idiot. (In his office, still angered about recently) Has the nerve to call me a boob? I would never call somebody a boob. He's a boob. (looks at a portrait of the Chairman) Look at you. Yuck! Look at your face. And I bet you don't look so good with a (throws his stapler at the portrait) stapler on your head!
(The stapler miss the portrait as it bounces right back at Ned, stapling him in the forehead, to which he screams in pain at the top of his lungs, loud enough for even Horton to hear)
(Back in Whoville, Miss Yelp removes the stapler on Ned's forehead)
Ow, ow, ow... yagh! Thank you, Miss Yelp.
Miss Yelp You're welcome.
(?) (slurred)
Who said that!? Back off! I'll punch you! Wagh!
(He falls over onto his gramophone, grabbing the horn in self defense as he follows the voice outside, coming out of the burst drain pipe from earlier.)
Hello?
(At the Jungle of Nool) (high pitched and silent, from the speck)
Hello?
(excited)
Hellooooo?
(Back in Whoville, his speech is unintelligible due to the drain pipe. Ned ponders in confusion about this but seeing the horn in his hands, he puts it in the drain pipe and...)
(through the horn)
Who's there?
(In the jungle…)
The Mayor? The Mayor?! (looks to a passing bird in hysterics) I'M TALKING TO THE MAYOR!!! (the bird's nose go down and walks away) I knew it. I knew it. I knew it. I knew there was life on this speck!
(In Whoville…)
"This speck?" (chuckling doubtedly) What speck?
(In the jungle…)
Well, um... (leans on a tree) I don't exactly know how to tell you this, but...
(In Whoville…) (through the horn)
You're living on a speck.
Well, I hate to disagree with you, Oh, voice from the drainpipe, but I live in Whoville.
Well, then, Whoville's a speck.
(from the speck)
Right, o- (In Whoville…) -kay, seriously, who is this? Is this Burt from accounting?
Uh, no. This is Horton. I'm an elephant.
Okayyyy... Hor-ton, fake name. Where are you?
Well, from where you standing? I guess I'm... in the sky. Which is saying something, because I've slimmed down quite a bit. I swim. You're whole world fits on a flower in my world.
Oh, man, this is even inclusion for you, Bert.
Don't believe me? Watch what happens when I put you in the shade.
(In Whoville…)
This is absolutely impossible-
(The sky turns dark, The Mayor eyes widened as he saw the sky. Then cuts to Horton who uses a tree to cover the speck)
Light.
(The Mayor looks down) (through the horn)
Dark.
(Horton uses his ears to cover the speck)
Light.
(The Who-ville people put on their night shades repeatedly every time it goes from night to day) (through the horn)
Dark, light, dark, light, dark, light, dark, light, dark. Light. (Back at the jungle) Don't you see?
(In Whoville) (through the horn)
We're in the middle of some kind of amazing cosmic convergence. Two vastly different worlds, miraculously crossing paths! Mine, COLOSSAL! Yours, miniscule. Yet somehow, we've managed to make contact.
(In Whoville…) (through the horn)
If you think about it, it's pretty amazing.
(The Mayor looks up at the sky as the camera zooms upwards)
Is everything okay down there?
(In Whoville…) (speechless)
I... I don't know. You tell me. You're the one holding the speck.
I'm the one holding the speck. (gasp, realizing what the Mayor said) I'm the one holding the speck! (through the horn) Don't you worry, Mr. Mayor.
(The Mayor rushes to his desk and plays some music on his telephone, with a beeping sound; to Horton)
Hold, please!
(He rushes to an air-filled elevator, but he got hit and fell down. Miss Yelp, on her computer, grabs an ice pack to him and he puts it on his head and later enters the elevator)
What did all of this mean? The Mayor hadn't a clue.
So, he ran to the office of Dr. Larue,
the brainiest brain on the staff at Who U.
(At Larue's office)
Dr. Larue! Oh, this is crazy...!
(lisp voice)
Oh! Mr. Mayor! How may I be of assistance?
I don't know. Hey! You know, I was just wondering if our world were, say, a tiny speck, mmm, floating through space... how would we know?
Well, why would you ask something like that?
Oh, no reason. No reason at all. I don't even remember. Yes, I do. Ah, you know what? Some guy was talking to me. Not an elephant in the sky. A guy on the ground.
(A round glass containing green acid starts to roll over and the Mayor noticed it and quickly grabs it)
There would be several ramifications.
(The acid then pours on the desk while Dr. Larue puts a popcorn kernel and starts experimenting with it using a laser-like experiment)
Uh-huh, yeah. Tiny speck.
Floating around. (While Larue uses her laptop and types about the "speck", The Mayor looks at the acid and quickly hides it with a book before it sinks itself) Well, we'd have inexplicable tremors, dramatic changes in the weather, (Dr. Larue reads at a very long paper containing results) and if we didn't eventually achieve some sort of stability, our world would be... (She removes her glasses for dramatic effect) destroyed!(A kernel later becomes a popcorn)
Destroyed?! (slurred) Destroyed, Oh destroyed. Oh, trouble! (As the Mayor leaves, Dr. Larue quickly stops the acid bottle with her finger from pouring. At Mayor's office, he hangs up the telephone and rushes to Horton) Horton!
(in a nasally voice)
Um, no, uh, this is... uh... Benny. Horton is busy right now. (In the jungle, Horton holds his trunk to change his voice, before going back to his normal voice, chuckling.) No! I'm joking. That's me.
(to himself)
Oh, we're doomed.
(to Horton)
Listen, Horton, turns out I need your help a little bit. Apparently, if that speck keeps moving around, our whole world… could be obliterated. So I need you to find us Whos a safer, more stable home… and fast.
No problem, Mr. Mayor. Let's see… (looks at a flower) Wow! That's a nice view.
(A giraffe-like creature of the species Zatz-It eats the flowers. Horton gets scared.)
Hello, is everything okay?!
(A grape falls on Horton's head. He looks to find out where the grape came from, and it was two woodpecker-like birds who are pecking a pile of grapes, taking turns trying to knock them down, causing them to fall and hit Horton, Horton then dodges 2 more, and a anteater-like creature with a vacuum-like snout of the species Nink walks by consuming flowers, nearby some termite-like insects with bladed teeth. Horton gasps in fear.)
What's going on up there?
(A Zatz-It eating the flowers, the two birds who are now pecking the grapes at the same exact time, just slightly off from each other, Horton gasps in shock.) (freaking out)
OH NO!
(The same thing loops every time and it cuts to the insects eating what it looks like a tree, but is actually just a flower. Horton screams then runs to a hill)
THIS ENTIRE JUNGLE IS A HOUSE OF DEATH!!! (he stops panicking and looks up) Oh, wait. There's a good spot.
And it's then Horton saw at the top of Mount Nool
(the camera flies to Mount Nool's cave with a sunflower, the one that started this whole mess in the first place) a small cave that looked peaceful and quiet and cool,
where a sunflower grew proud and tall from the ground.
There, he knew every Who would be safe. Would be sound.
I found it, Mayor. The perfect place. Right up there. At the top of Mount Nool.
Miss Yelp Mr. Mayor?
(The mayor was startled when Miss Yelp entered the office)
I wish you could-
(The mayor muted the horn, then starts rubbing it)
Haha, oh, shiny. Haha...
Miss Yelp The Who-Centennial Committee is waiting for you to look over the giant meatball for the Edible Parade. Oh, and then you're due at the dentist for your Who-root canal.
You know, sticking “Who” in front of everything doesn’t make it hurt less. Just wastes time! (Miss Yelp closes the door) I don’t… wanna go. (to Horton) Listen, Horton, I gotta go. (packs most of his things in his suitcase, including his coffee and his goldfish) Apparently, there’s a problem with the giant meatball.
You just take care of that meatball, sir, and leave the freaking out to me.
So then Horton began his long, perilous trek,
determined to save the small world on the speck.
Horton was faithful and stalwart and kind.
I got you. Don't worry. I'll protect you!
He was a brave hero... at least in his mind.
(uses his ears as a ninja hood)
We must become invisible. Travel silently. For there are forces that would seek to destroy us.
(The camera zooms in on Horton's head as it transitions into an anime-style sequence. A giant tree sprouts up from the ground, blocking his path.)
Huh?! So you think you can sneak up on me, huh?! (combat noises) It is clear that you are no match for my technique. Hey! (kicks a branch, but it snaps back and smacks his butt with an awkward shot of a red mark from below.) I see you have mastered the way of the snapping branch. Watch me tumble! (He jumps from branch to branch to the top of the tree.)
OS Off-Screen Voice
Morton Mouse, go!
You are fast, Horton, but the Kangaroo has monkeys! (Monkeys can be seen flying in from the distance.)
Hm? I will make monkeys of these monkeys. It is their destiny. (He does a Dragon Ball-style to fire a beam of energy at the monkeys.) For the clover!
C Clover
(cuts to a cute, anime style, with Morton looks in awe.)
Horton is the greatest hero of them all, haaaa!
(Cuts back to the same anime style) Horton and Morton: Horton! Morton! GO! (Horton runs forward, screaming, but is stopped by Morton.)
But Mount Nool is that way! (Horton felt dumb-founded for a sec.)
Ha-ha-ha! To the top of Mount Nool! As fast as lightning! Away, I go. (He starts to jumpkicks, but snaps back to reality as he trips, landing on a flower.) Oh, sorry little fellow. You'll be fine. Just think healing thoughts.
(Katie gets bumped by a log repeatedly)
We've all got our own clovers with worlds on them!
In my world, everyone's a pony, and they all eat rainbows, and poop butterflies!
That's beautiful, Katie ! (Katie she puts her flower on the top of her head and walks away)
In a... really weird way.
My world is called Jessicaland, and everyone worships Queen Jessica because Jessica is so beautiful.
Jessica, that was awesome.
(As they talk about their specks with their worlds, Sour is picking some fruits from a tree and she saw his son, with an orange flower and grabs it to her)
Rudy!
Mom, be careful! My best friend Thidwick lives on that!
Rudy, no one lives on this, it's not possible. (She crushes the flower in front of him.)
Mom, Mom, please, you're so weird! Don't do this to me!
Honey, go to your room. (Pushes Rudy's head to her pouch) Horton! (Horton and his class look away, while Jessica and Angela scream in terror and run away at the sight of Sour. Rudy's mother kicks Katie from bush, sending her flying over a tree resembling a football goal, but surprisingly, she finds it amusing)
(to Horton)
What do you think you're doing?
Oh, you guys with worlds are in trouble! (he run away)
Have you forgotten what we've discussed?
Oh no, I'm an Elephant and Elephants never forget, it's a curse really! I remember, I was on my head and you said hmm and I looked up and you said ,what are you doing?, and I said the thing about the speck, then you pulled my ears and you poked me in the forehead...
