Mayor?
Ah, Horton.
Are you okay?
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.
Hey, Mr. Mayor! Something's wrong!
My basement is in the attic.
The science museum is history.
Who 4: The Lost and Found is missing.
What's going on Mr. Mayor?
I'm declaring a state of emergency.
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.
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?
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.
The people have spoken Mr. Mayor. You're finished. No one believes you. No one supports you.
Horton believes me.
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.
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?
It means, Um, it means... obviously, uh... Let the Kite Flying Race begins! (They all cheer and began the kite race)

