The Grinch (2018) - Quotes

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Grinch: Well, everyone, I just wanted to say that I've spend my entire life hating Christmas and everything about it, but then I see it wasn't Christmas I hated. It was being alone. but I'm not alone anymore. And I have all of you to thank for it, especially this little girl right here. Ma'am, your daughter's kindness changed my life.

Donna: That's my little girl.

Bricklebaum: Oh, that was beautiful! That's my best friend.

Cindy-Lou: Merry Christmas, Mr. Grinch.

Grinch: Merry Christmas, Cindy-Lou.

Narrator: And the Grinch raised his glass and led the Whos in a toast.

Grinch: [gratefully raises his glass] To kindness and love, the things we need most.

Cindy-Lou: [thinking the Grinch is actually Santa] Wow. I can't believe it's really you.

Grinch: Uh... yeah.

Cindy-Lou: [sees the tree shoved halfway into the chimney] I'm so sorry about the trap and everything, but I really need-- Hey! Why are you taking our Christmas tree?

Grinch: [does a spit-take in shock, worried that his cover is about to be blown] Well, uh, one of the lights wasn't working, so I thought I'd take it back to the workshop and see if I could fix it.

Cindy-Lou: I didn't know you did that.

Grinch: [chuckles] Yeah. Sure. Now, why don't you go back upstairs to bed, and then when you wake up, the tree will be fixed, and your presents will be waiting under it.

Cindy-Lou: Wait. You don't understand. I don't want presents.

Grinch: Of course you do. Everyone wants presents.

Cindy-Lou: No, no, really, I don't. I want you to help my mom.

Grinch: [flabbergasted] Y-Your mom?

Cindy-Lou: Yeah. She works so hard and is always doing stuff for other people. And I just want her to be happy.

Grinch: You want me to help your mom?

Cindy-Lou: You're Santa. You make people happy. And everyone should be happy, right?

Grinch: [looks sad] Y-Yeah, I... I guess they should.

Cindy-Lou: [concerned] Santa, are... are you okay?

Grinch: [chuckles] What? Uh... yeah. I'm fine. Now, why don't you go back up to bed, hmm?

Cindy-Lou: [they both walk upstairs] Okay. I wish you could celebrate with us tomorrow. We all get together and sing. It's so beautiful that if you close your eyes and listen, all of your sadness just goes away.

Grinch: [tilts the green blackboard; chuckles; Max grunts confusedly; Max barks; frowns] And now, the question we have all been waiting for: How will I steal Christmas? Well, prepare to have your little doggy mind blown. Boop! TA-DA! That's right! I become... Santa Claus! But instead of giving all the joy and happiness, I'll take it away! If he can deliver Christmas to the whole world in one night, then I can certainly steal it from little old Whoville. I mean, come on. What's Santa has that I don't? That's hurtful.

Grinch: Today was great! We did mean things and we did them in style.

Grinch: Max, you know the rules. You sleep in your bed, and I sleep in--

Grinch: [more whining; he sighs and gives in] Oh, no, no, not you, too. I don't believe this. Max, did you teach him puppy eyes? Fine. This one time.

Grinch: [mourning by his organ] Why... for 53 years, I've put up with it... now. I must stop this Christmas from coming. But how?

Narrator: Then he got an idea. An awful idea. The Grinch got a wonderful, awful idea.

Grinch: [smiling evilly; lightning strikes; echoes as lightning strikes again] I know just what to do. I'm going to steal their Christmas! ALL the trimmings, ALL the trappings, ALL their gifts and garlands!" When they wake up and see it's gone, then all their joy and happiness will be gone as well! So, prepare yourself, Max! For tomorrow, WE BEGIN!

Grinch: [takes the tube off his torso] ARRGH!! What is wrong with you?! Didn't you see me? I mean, if that was a sled, I-I, well I'd be dead!

Cindy-Lou: I'm sorry for bumping into you, but this is really important. Have you seen my letter?

Grinch: [groans] And that right there, Max, is the true nature of the Who child. Just right to, "Me, me, me. My letter. Me, me, me.

Cindy-Lou: No! You don't understand. This isn't just a letter. This is the letter.

Grinch: [sarcastically; turns to face her] Oh, really? Let me guess: small child, December 20th, rapidly searching for a "REALLY IMPORTANT" lost letter? Might it be your list of demands to Santa?

Cindy-Lou: They're not demands! It's more like a wish. And what I'm wishing for is really, really important.

Grinch: [mockingly; turns to leave] Well then, why send a letter? I mean, if it's really that important, you should just ask him face-to-face. Oh, but that's right! No one's ever seen him! My bad. C'mon, Max. Let's get out of here.

Cindy-Lou: [waves to Max] Bye, doggy.

Donna: Wait, where are you going, again?

Cindy-Lou: I told you, to mail a letter.

Donna: OK, but just come here first and get your breakfast.

Cindy-Lou: Mom, I gotta go.

Cindy-Lou: Alright...

Donna: Okay. Now you can go.

Cindy-Lou Who: You alright, Mom?

Donna: Me? Oh, yes. Never better. Ah. What did you put down here anyway, a roller skate?

Cindy-Lou: No. Just better. Mrs. Wilbur and I made cookies.

Donna: Ah, that explains it. Come have some eggs.

Cindy-Lou: I can't. I gotta go mail something. But I made the beds and put away the twins toys.

Donna: Thanks, sweetheart. You didn't have to do that.

Cindy-Lou: I don't mind.

Grinch: [picks up a pickle jar and pulls a pickle out of the lid, and spits it out] What's this?

Who Lady: Excuse me, are you getting that? I need it for my Christmas stuffing.

Grinch: Mmm... no.

Who Lady: [Grinch drops it on the floor, and it shatters, she stamps her foot] Well, that's not very nice! Oh, sugarplums!

Kid: [The Grinch puts the carrot on a snowman's face, but pushes the head off; The Grinch drops the carrot in kid's hand and walks off with Max; [w:You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch|You're a mean one, mister; The Grinch throws the snowball at him, making him muffled scream.] Oh! Thanks, mister. Hey! ].

Grinch: [Max barks; looks through his kitchen and finds that he's run out of food and drinks; sighs] Max, what is this depressing bean? No, no, no. That's impossible. We can't be out of food. Wha... Where's my personal reserve of moose juice? And goose juice? My emergency stash of Who Hash? And my secret slew of frozen Beezle-Nut stew? I specifically bought enough food to last until January. How much emotional eating have I been doing?

Bob: I-Illumination!

Snowball: [jumps in] YEAH! ILLUMINATION! WOOOO!!

Bob: Huh?

Snowball: Aw, man.

Bob: [speaks Minionese and gives Snowball his sparkler] Aw.

Snowball: Hmm. Whoa.

Narrator: Yes, the Grinch hated Christmas, the whole Christmas season. Now please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason. It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right. It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight. But I think that the most likely reason of all, may have been that his heart was 2 sizes too small.

Narrator: Yes, the Whos down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot, but the Grinch, in his cave north of Whoville... did not.

Cindy-Lou Who: I wish you could celebrate with us tomorrow. We all get together and sing. It's so beautiful that if you close your eyes and listen, all of your sadness just goes away.

Cindy-Lou Who: You're Santa. You make people happy. And everyone should be happy, right?

Cindy-Lou Who: They're not demands. It's more like a wish. And what I'm wishing is really, really important.

Cindy-Lou Who: Hey! Why are you taking our Christmas tree?

The Grinch: Now, remember, Max, this is the time of year when the Whos are at their most deceptive. You have my full permission to attack anyone who so much as says one kind word to us.

The Grinch: I just met the strangest little Who girl.

The Grinch: Today was grr-eat! We did mean things, and we did them in style.

The Grinch: If I'm gonna become Santa, then I need to get into character.

The Grinch: I specifically bought enough food to last until January. How much emotional eating have I been doing?

The Grinch: This is the loudest snow I've ever heard in my life!

The Grinch: [from trailer as he and Max head to Whoville for the first time] Today we will do mean things, and we will do them in style!

The Grinch: [walks up to Cindy-Lou; walks away] Uh... it was me. I stole your Christmas. I stole it, because I thought it would fix something that happened a long time ago. But it didn't. And I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry. For everything.

The Grinch: [to a goat; annoyed] Will you stop following us?! Shoo! Away! Go back to the goat farm! Go eat a can.

The Grinch: Look at those greedy little gift monsters. Loading themselves up with Christmas junk!

The Grinch: Genius starts with the abs, Max. It's go time!

The Grinch: I know just what to do; I'm going to steal their Christmas!