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...
... 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!
C Chairman
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.
C Chairman
Good "odd goings-on"?
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.
C Chairman
Consider what?
(even quieter)
postponing the Who-centennial...
C Chairman
(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.)
C Chairman
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?
C Chairman
Nothing ever goes wrong in Whoville. Never has, and never will, you blathering boob.
C Chairman
(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)
(Back at Who-ville, The Mayor pushes the desk back to his office)
Mayor?
Ah. (He later looks outside to see the residents standing, then he saw an orange Who grabbing on a machine, with a green Who getting out) Well, more or less. What happened? The bird?
Yeah, it attacked me. (more serious) Mayor, your people are in danger.
You know what, I'm gonna do it. I'm going to go out there. And tell them what is going on.
Perfect. Now quick, get going.
W1 Who 1
(The Mayor goes outside, babbling, as he is about to make his announcement)
Hey, Mr. Mayor! Something's wrong!
W2 Who 2
My basement is in the attic.
W3 Who 3
The science museum is history.
Who 4: The Lost and Found is missing.
W5 Who 5
(We then saw Jojo who is on the car-like machine and exits to see his father)
What's going on Mr. Mayor?
I'm declaring a state of emergency.
C Chairman
(The chairmans arrive)
Don't worry. Don't worry. The Mayor is just being a moron. (All of the Who residents all leave as they're nothing happening)
No, wait! Whoville is in terrible danger. Everyone needs to get down to the underground storage area immediately.
C Chairman
Fine, fine. Let's do this democratically. Who wants the joy and glory and festivity of the Who-centennial to proceed as planned? (They all cheer, except for Sally) And who, like the Mayor, (A beach ball is thrown to the Mayor) thinks it would be better to spend the Who-Centennial in an underground storage area?
OW Obnoxious Who
YEAH!!! (Tries to high five somebody, much to no one's answer)
Wait! You got to listen to me. Our whole world could explode! (grabs a beach ball as example. The Whos gasp in shocked. The Mayor grabs a pen and stabs the beach ball, with a little air coming out of the ball) Much more quickly. (Squeezes the beach ball to understand his point more quickly) And our world wouldn't make that noise.
C Chairman
The people have spoken Mr. Mayor. You're finished. No one believes you. No one supports you.
C Chairman
Horton? Who's Horton?
Horton is a giant elephant in the sky. (points up to the sky, much to the Who's confusion) Don't bother looking, he's invisible. And he is the one risking his life to get Whoville, which by the way is a speck on a clover, to safety.
(Silence, Sally facepalms in shame. Then the Chairman laughs loudly as well as the Who-ville residents, except Sally and Jojo)
I can prove it. Horton's voice comes out of this horn. (Who-ville residents uses their stuff to hear Horton's voice from the horn.) Horton! (At the jungle, Horton stops walking and hears Mayor's voice) I have all the Whos gathered in town square. Let them know you there.
Gee. It's a kind of high pressure situation then. Wow. I'm really running a blank here. (He has an idea) I know. (But the Vlad yanks the speck, much to Horton's horror)
Horton? Horton, We're waiting. Time to show everyone that you exist and... By extension what a non-boob I am. (chuckles awkwardly, and everyone laughs at him once again, until heavy wind swept around) Wait! Everyone, look at the wind. What do you think that means?
C Chairman
It means, Um, it means... obviously, uh... Let the Kite Flying Race begins! (They all cheer and began the kite race)
(He see a pink-style field that's all nothing but clovers as Horton searches for the one with the speck)
Mayor? Anybody there? Hello? Anyone?
But clover by clover by clover he found,
that the one that he sought for was just not around.
And by noon, poor Horton, more dead than alive,
had picked, searched, and piled up 9,005.
(tired)
Hello. Sorry to bother you, nobody. Knock knock. This is the way you say, "Who's there?" If there were any Whos there. Get it! "Who's there?!" (babbling)
All day he looked, looked on and on,
till his hope was almost gone.
(Just then, a wind blew a pile of pink clovers. Horton noticed this and begins to panic)
No. No. No. Please, No! This isn't fair!
(As Horton looks at the wind-blowing clovers, he saw the actual clover, the one with the speck)
But wait! Could this one be the one?
Was all his searching finally done?
(an excited Horton runs through the clover and grabs it and later jumps through a pile of clovers) Ah, yes! For this was the hour,
Horton have found them on the three-millionth flower!
Mayor? Mayor! I found you! (Silence; Horton's face goes nervous as the speck didn't answer) Mayor? Are you there? Mayor? (Horton lies down in defeat) Mayor! (Cuts to Who-Ville, being destroyed due to Vlad dropping the speck) Mayor, are you there? Mayor? Mayor? (Cuts back to the clover field) Mayor.... MAYYOOR!!!!!! (He falls down and begins to cry, covering his eyes with his ears, until he hears something)
ME Mayor the Elephant
(nasally voice)
Uh, no. This is Floyd. Can I take a message?
(Horton's face goes excited as he hears the Mayor and starts to jump in ecstatic)
Mayor! You're Okay!!
(At Who-Ville, the people and the buildings jumps and shakes due to Horton's ecstatic jump)
Horton! Horton! Stop! Stop it!
(The jumping and shaking stops)
Sorry. (Back at Who-Ville) It must've been rough down there. I can't believe I found you. You really have me worried.
OW Old Who
Say, the Mayor was right!
MS McDodd Sisters
(The sisters and baby arrived to hug his father)
Daddy, daddy, daddy.
Okay, I'm alright. And so are you. (Sally arrives and she and Ned both smile at each other before he talks to the Who's and clear his throat) Citizens of Whoville! I'd like you to meet our friend, Horton. (The Who's all cheer for Horton, with him being in touched, then back to Whoville) He's going to help us.
C Chairman
I've got this. This is the chairman-
IDIOT!!! You're finished in this town. Is that understood? Finished. You boob!! (The chairman was too appalled to speak, before Horton laughs) I'm just joking.
Horton, this is my wife Sally.
Sally O'Malley-McDodd: You exist! This means my husband isn't crazy. Hooray!
And... off you my daughters. Haley, Holly, Hooly, Hedy Hilda and Hanna.
And here is Miss. Yelp, my loyal assistant. And here's Dr. Larue...
And Bert from accounting. And Mrs. McGilicuddy. (a cat yowl can be heard from the speck) And Mr. Farfoogan from the Cloogan Farfoogans. And the Oldman in the bathtub.
Sally O'Malley-McDodd: Let's not overwhelm the poor fella. He's never gonna remember all these names.
I'll try my best. Sally. Chairman. Haley, Holly, Hooly, Hilda, Hedy & Hanna. Miss Yelp, Dr. Larue, Bert from Accounting, Mrs. McGilicuddy, Mr. Farfoogan of the Clugan Farfoogans. And wasn't there an old guy in a shower?
We're all here, Horton. And we all believe in you.
Wow! That's awesome. And it's a responsibility, I do not take lightly. I promise you a future that it's safe, sound, and stable. We will create a world where every Who is endowed with three inalienable rights to be determined that a later date.
