How the Grinch Stole Christmas2001

Cindy-Lou Who:
But, Dad, I just don't understand something. Why won't anyone talk about the Grinch?

Lou Lou Who:
[puts stuff inside] You kids and the Grinch. You see, Cindy, the Grinch is a Who who... well, is actually not a Who. He's-- He's more of a--

Cindy-Lou:
A what?

Lou:
Exactly, honey. And he's a What who... doesn't like Christmas. Take a look at his mailbox, sweetie. Not a single Christmas card in or out... ever.

Cindy:
But why?

Lou:
Well...

Post Office Person:
Lou, where's my mail?

Post Office Person 2:
Lou, I got the wrong mail here!

Post Office Person 3:
Lou, I got the wrong mail!

Lou:
Uh... I'll be right there. Whoop!

Post Office Person 4:
We got a problem!

Lou:
All right. Uh, we'll straighten this out.

Grinch:
[at the back room of the post office with Max by the sorting machine; laughing evilly] It'll take them years to sort this out. This is his and now it's yours, and this is hers and now it's his! [laughs schemingly] And for the rest of you... [turns around by the sorting machine, then starts throwing someone's mail in the wrong boxes] ...Jury duty, jury duty, jury duty, blackmail, pink slip, chain letter, eviction notice, jury duty! [throws more mail into the wrong boxes as he emits a light giggle of amusement] Gee-e-e-e-e-eee…!

Lou Lou Who:
Would you mind helping me? Take this to the back room, honey. But, be careful of the sorting machine, right?

Cindy:
Yeah.