(Billy Joel and Marlee Matlin are pushing a piano to Oscar the Grouch's trash can. When they get there, Marlee gives Billy the "go ahead" sign.) Billy: Okay. (Knocks on trash can lid.) Oscar (pops up from inside can): State your name, then beat it! Billy: I'm Billy Joel. Oscar: Billy Joel what? Cat got your last name there? Heh-heh! Billy: Just Billy Joel. Oscar: Oh. Billy: And this is Marlee Matlin. Marlee: Hi. Oscar: Yeah, hi. (Signs "hi" to Marlee.) Billy: We're grouch groupies. Marlee: We love grouches! Oscar: You love grouches? Oh, yuck! Billy: And whenever I throw away a used piano, I give it to a grouch. And this time you're it! Oscar (excitedly): Oh, yeah? Ooh, a used piano, man? Huh. Billy: And Marlee helped me push this here. (Marlee makes the sign for "muscle" to Oscar.) Oscar: Well, while you're pushing, why don't you just both shove off? But leave my piano! Billy: Uh, not yet, because with the piano comes a song. A love song. Oscar: A LOVE SONG???? (Groans) Billy: You hear the song, and then you get the piano. Oscar: I knew there had to be strings attached! Billy: This one's for you, Oscar. Marlee: Right from the heart. Oscar: Right from the heart?! Oh, I'm gonna hate this! (Billy begins to play the piano. While he sings, Marlee signs.) Billy: Don't go changing just to please me, 'Cause being friendly's not your style. Mmm-hmm-hmm... Don't want to hear you Saying, "Thank you" (Oscar: I won't!) 'Cause I would hate to see you smile. (Oscar: I never smile!) Just be grouchy, really grouchy. You've done it pretty well so far. (Oscar: Oh, a compliment! This is getting pretty sticky!) Mmm-hmm-hmm... I took the bad times; I'll take the worst times. I'll take you just the way you are. (Oscar: The way I am, huh? Hah! I'll change that!) (Oscar disappears into trash can, and Marlee looks surprised.) Don't go trying some new fashion. (Oscar comes up wearing an orange wig.) (Oscar: How's this?) (Marlee runs her fingers through the wig.) I wouldn't like you debonair. Mmm-hmm-hmm... Just keep that can you stash your trash in. Don't even try to comb your hair. (Oscar takes off the wig.) (Oscar: Just get lost, huh?!) Don't try friendly conversation. (Oscar: It wasn't friendly!) Don't change the oil in your car. Mmm-hmm-hmm... We just want someone that we can't talk to. We want you just the way you are. (Oscar: Well, you can't have me! Ahhh!) (Oscar goes back down into his trash can for the second time, and Marlee looks surprised again.) I want to know that you will always be The same old Oscar that I knew. (Oscar comes up wearing a disguise with the fake glasses and nose. Marlee jumps back.) (Oscar: Is this him?! Heh-heh!) Oh, please just keep on talking mean to me. It makes me happy when you do. (Oscar goes back down for a third time and comes up wearing an Indian-type mask.) I said I love you, and that's forever. And this I promise from the heart. (Oscar smacks his hand to his forehead exasperatingly.) Mmm-hmm-hmm... We couldn't love you any better. (Oscar: This is the mushiest thing I ever heard!) We love you just the way you are. (An instrumental solo where Marlee hugs Oscar.) (Oscar: What are you doing?! What's this?! HEY! Never hug a grouch! You're kissing me! Ahhh! Never do that to a grouch! Ugh!) (Music stops.) Oscar: You really know how to hurt a grouch! Billy: Enjoy your piano! Marlee: Have fun! (They leave and call goodbye.) Oscar: You don't have to give me this piano! I don't want it! I heard this piano! It's tuned! Grouches hate love songs! (He brightens up a bit.) ...except this one kinda really made me angry! (Sighs)