Don't care.
I mean, I myself am having some Yuletide doubts. [Grinch makes snoring noises] But maybe if you can reunite with the Whos and be a part of Christmas...
[mimics Cindy in a nasally voice]
"Maybe if you can reunite with the Whos and be a part of Christmas…" [normal voice] Grow up!
...then maybe it'll be all right for me too!
I'm sorry, your session is over. Please make another appointment with the receptionist on the way out.
Please, please! You have to accept the award!
[gasps; stops in surprise]
"Award"? [rapidly grabs and dips Cindy attentively] You never mentioned... an award.
Yeah, with a trophy and everything.
And I won?
You won!
That means there were losers.
I guess. So, if you come--
[gleefully]
A town full of losers! I like it! Was anyone... emotionally shattered? (Well...?) Come on! A minute ago, I couldn't shut you up! Details, details!
Well, the Mayor wasn't happy.
And she'll see me... a winner.
[nods again]
She'll be on me like fleegle flies on a flat-faced floogle horse! [dramatically] WELL, I'M SORRY TO DISAPPOINT YOU, MARTHA BABY, BUT THE G-TRAIN HAS LEFT THE STATION!
So will you come?
[Cindy giggles] [leading her to the front door, acting happy]
I don't know if it's that adorable twinkle in your eye, or that nonconformist streak that reminds me of a younger less hairy me, but you've convinced me! Who knows? This Whobilation could change my entire outlook on life!
Really?
[grumpy again]
No. [pulls a rope, opening up the garbage chute beneath her and sending her back to Whoville]
