SOUR KANGAROO Up out of the jungle Up into the sky. Up over the mountains
SOUR KANGAROO & BIRD GIRLS Ten thousand feet high.
SOUR KANGAROO Then down from the mountains
SOUR KANGAROO & BIRD GIRLS And into the news-
ALL Went Horton the elephant Chasing the Whos!
WOMEN Chasing the Whos!
MEN Chasing the Whos!
(THE CAT enters as a HELICOPTER NEWSCASTER, wearing headphones. SFX: Helicopter blades.)
CAT (AS NEWSCASTER) This is the cat in the hat Live from Skycam Five. Folks, the Jungle of Nool Is one heck of a drive. We've got monkeys backed up To the three-oh-two I'd find alternate routes If I were you!
(THE CAT "flies" off)
WICKERSHAMS, SOUR KANGAROO & BIRD GIRLS Then over the desert, The Desert of Dreze! And into the forest With thousands of trees Past Sneetches on beaches
SOUR KANGAROO And sour kangaroos!
ALL (except Horton & "Vocally low" men "vocally low" men) Went Horton the elephant Chasing the Whos Chasing the Whos! Chasing the... Chasing the Whos! Chasing the Whos!
(The WICKERSHAM BROTHERS stop running and surround HORTON, holding the clover just out of reach)
WICKERSHAM #1 Still chasing your dust? Why it's safe as can be.
WICKERSHAM #2 We're monkeys to trust Or don't you agree?
WICKERSHAM #3 Well, just to be sure We are handing it off
(VLAD VLADIKOFF swoops in and grabs the clover. Horton gives chase again)
HORTON No! Please! Wait!!
BIRD GIRLS All that late afternoon And far into the night BIRD GIRLS That black-bottomed bird Flapped his wings in fast flight, And he paid no attention To Horton's loud call:
HORTON A person's a person No matter how small!
(We see the WHOS being swept from side to side as the eagle swoops. JOJO is with them. They all cling to one another in terror)
WHOS (SCREAMING) OOOH ... AAAHHH!!!
We're Whos here! We're all Whos here! Please don't let us fall! (screams) Aaah! We're Whos here. We could bruise here! Helpless, weak and small.
CITIZENS OF THE JUNGLE, WHOS On Horton traveled And on that bird flew. And, oh, there was trouble,
WHOS Trouble on Who!
ALL (INCLUDING WHOS) That black-bottomed eagle was cruel as could be...
HORTON 'Cause at six fifty-six, Vlad Vladikoff dropped it The clover went tumbling and nobody stopped it! And head over heels, one hundred miles down, Fell the poor little Whos and their whole tiny town!
WHOS (Scream) Aaah!
(THE CAT IN THE HAT appears in the midst of this grim moment and blithely freezes the Whos in mid-fall)