(upbeat jazz playing)
(roars)
(woman shrieks)
(squeaking)
(music ending)
(crickets chirping)
WOMAN: Good night, sweetheart.
BOY: Good night, Mom.
MAN: Sleep tight, kiddo.
(light switch clicks)
(door closes)
(owl hooting)
(ticking)
(wind blowing gently)
(door creaking open)
(gasps softly)
(wind blowing)
(gasps)
(wind whistling)
(gurgling snarl)
(screaming)
(screaming louder)
Whoa!
(shrieking)
(screaming)
Oh! Aye! Oh! Oh!
(shrieking)
(alarm blaring)
(yelps)
COMPUTER VOICE: Simulation terminated.
Simulation terminated.
All right, Mr. Bile, is it?
Uh... my friends call me Phlegm.
Uh-huh.
Mr. Bile, can you tell me what you did wrong?
I fell down?
No, no, before that.
Can anyone tell me Mr. Bile's big mistake?
Anyone?
(coughs)
(groans)
Let's take a look at the tape.
Here we go.
Uh, right... puh-puh-puh-puh...
Ah! There, see?
The door. You left it wide open.
(whimpers)
(all murmuring)
And leaving the door open is the worst mistake
any employee can make because?
Um... it could let in a draft?
It could let in
a child!
Oh! Mr. Waternoose!
There is nothing more toxic or deadly than a human child.
A single touch could kill you!
Leave a door open
and a child could walk right into this factory!
Right into the monster world!
I won't go in a kid's room!
You can't make me!
You're going in there because we need this.
(children screaming)
(whimpering)
(static and feedback)
(screaming stops)
Our city is counting on you
to collect those children's screams.
Without scream, we have no power.
Yes, it's dangerous work
and that's why I need you to be at your best.
I need scarers who are confident, tenacious
tough, intimidating.
I need scarers like... like... James P. Sullivan.
(snoring)
Hey! Good morning, Monstropolis.
It's now five after the hour of 6:00 a.m.
in the big monster city.
Temperature's a balmy 65 degrees...
which is good news for you reptiles...
and it looks like it's going to be a perfect day
to maybe, hey, just lie in bed, sleep in
or simply... work out that flab that's hanging over the bed!
Get up, Sulley!
- (honking) - (screaming)
I don't believe I ordered a wake-up call, Mikey.
Hey! Less talk, more pain, marshmallow boy!
- (growling) - Feel the burn!
You call yourself a monster?
(growling)
Scary feet, scary feet, scary feet!
Oop! The kid's awake!
Okay, scary feet, scary feet, scary feet, scary feet...
Kid's asleep!
(roaring)
Twins! In a bunk bed!
(growling)
Ooh! I thought I had you there.
Okay, Sulley, here we go.
You ready? Follow it.
Oh! It's over here!
Oh, look over there!
Don't let the kid touch you!
Don't let it touch you!
# I don't know, but it's been said #
# I love scaring kids in bed! #
Come on, fight that plaque! Fight that plaque!
Scary monsters don't have plaque!
118... do you have 119?
Do I see 120?
Oh, I don't believe it!
I'm not even breaking a sweat.
Not you!
Look! The new commercial's on!
(yells)
ANNOUNCER: The future is bright at Monsters, Incorporated.
I'm in this one! I'm in this one!
ANNOUNCER: We're part of your life.
We power your car.
We warm your home.
We light your city.
I'm Monsters, Incorporated.
Hey, look! Betty!
ANNOUNCER: Carefully matching every child to their ideal monster...
- (roars) - (screams)
to produce superior scream
refined into clean, dependable energy.
Every time you turn something on
Monsters, Incorporated is there.
I'm Monsters, Incorporated!
ANNOUNCER: We know the challenge...
the window of innocence is shrinking.
Human kids are harder to scare.
Of course, M.I. is prepared for the future
with the top scarers...
(child screaming)
the best refineries
and research into new energy techniques.
- (yelling) - (shrieking)
Okay, here I come.
We're working for a better tomorrow... today!
WORKERS: We're Monsters, Incorporated!
WATERNOOSE: We're M. I... Monsters, Incorporated.
We scare because we care.
I can't believe it.
Oh, Mike...
I was on TV!
Did you see me? I'm a natural!
(phone rings)
Hello.
I know!
Hey, wasn't I great?
Did the whole family see it?
It's your mom.
What can I say? The camera loves me.
(bicycle bell rings)
I'm telling you, big daddy
you're going to be seeing this face on TV a lot more often.
~Yeah? Like, on Monstropolis's Most Wanted?
(mocking laughter)
You've been jealous of my good looks
since the fourth grade, pal.
Have a good day, sweetie.
You, too, hon.
Whoo! Okay, Sulley, hop on in.
Nope. Uh-uh. Uh-uh.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Where you going? What are you doing?
Mikey, there's a scream shortage. We're walking.
Walking?! Yep.
No, no, no, my baby.
Come on. Come on.
Look, she needs to be driven.
Bye, baby. I... I'll call you!
MIKE: Hey, genius, you want to know why
I bought the car? Huh?
Not really.
To drive it!
You know, like, on the street?
With the honk-honk and the vroom-vroom
and no walking involved.
(mock whining)
Give it a rest, will you, butterball?
Come on, you could use the exercise.
I could use the exercise?!
Look at you. You have your own climate!
GIRL MONSTERS: How many tentacles jump the rope?
BOY MONSTER: Morning, Mike! Morning, Sulley!
Hey! Morning, kids.
Hey, kids.
How you doing?
Bye, Mike! Bye, Sulley!
BIG EYE: Ow! Hey!
(humming)
(sneezing)
Ah, nuts.
(singing)
Hey, hey, hey! Fellas!
Hey, Tony!
Tony! Ba-da-bing!
- Hey, Tony! - Tony!
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow!
I hear somebody's close to breaking
the all-time scare record.
Ah, just trying to make sure
there's enough scream to go around.
(laughing)
Hey! On the house!
- Hey, thanks! - Grazie!
MIKE: Ba-da-bing!
(startled gasp)
Oh, great.
Hey, Ted!
Good morning!
(clucking)
See that, Mikey?
Ted's walking to work.
Big deal.
Guy takes five steps and he's there.
(phones ringing)
FEMALE MONSTER: Monsters, Inc. Please hold.
Monsters, Inc. Please hold.
Morning, Sulley.
Morning, Ricky.
Hey, it's the Sullster!
See you on the scare floor, buddy!
Hey, Marge. Hey, how was jury duty?
Morning, Sulley!
Hey!
Hey, it's still leaning to the left.
It is not!
Hey, fellas.
Hey, Jerry.
Hey, Mr. Sullivan!
Guys, I told you, call me Sulley.
(nervous giggling)
I don't think so.
We just wanted to wish you good luck today.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Come on, get lost, you two.
You're making him lose his focus.
Oh. Sorry.
See you later, fellas.
Go get 'em, Mr. Sullivan!
Quiet! You'll make him lose his focus.
Oh, no. Sorry!
Shut up!
- (phones ringing) - Monsters, Inc. Please hold.
Monsters, Inc. I'll connect you.
Ms Fearmonger is on vacation.
Would you like her voice mail?
Oh, Schmoopsie-poo.
- (snakes squealing) - Googley Bear!
Happy birthday.
Oh, Googley-woogley, you remembered!
Hey, Sulley-wulley.
Oh, hey, Celia...
weelia.
(clears throat): Happy birthday.
Thanks.
So, uh... are we going anywhere special tonight?
I just got us into a little place
called, um... Harryhausen's.
(gasps)
Harryhausen's?!
But it's impossible to get a reservation there!
Not for Googley Bear.
I will see you at quitting time
and not a minute later.
Okay, sweetheart.
Think romantical thoughts.
# You and me #
# Me and you #
# Both of us together! #
You know, pal, she's the one.
That's it. She is the one!
I'm happy for you.
Oh, and, uh, thanks for hooking me up
with those reservations.
Oh, no problem. They're under the name Googley Bear.
Oh, good ide...
You know, that wasn't very funny.
(gasps)
What the?
Wazowski!
(screams)
(grunts)
(chuckling)
What do you know?
It scares little kids and little monsters.
I wasn't scared.
I have... allergies.
(coughing)
Uh-huh. Sure.
Hey, Randall, save it for the scare floor, will you?
I'm in the zone today, Sullivan.
Going to be doing some serious scaring.
Putting up some big numbers.
Wow, Randall.
That's great.
That should make it even more humiliating
when we break the record first.
Ha, ha!
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Do you hear that?
It's the winds of change.
(mocking voice): "You hear it? You hear the winds of ch?"
Oh, what a creep.
One of these days, I am really...
going to let you teach that guy a lesson.
(deep croaking)
(liquid squishing)
Chalooby! Baby!
MIKE: Good morning, Roz
my succulent little garden snail.
And who would we be scaring today?
Wazowski, you didn't file your paperwork last night.
Oh, that darn paperwork.
Wouldn't it be easier if it all just blew away?
(chair squeaking)
Don't let it happen again.
Yes, well, I'll, uh...
I'll try to be less careless.
I'm watching you, Wazowski.
Always watching.
Whoo! She's nuts.
Always!
CELIA (over P.A.): All scare floors are now active.
Assistants, please report to your stations.
(metallic clunk)
(machine beeps, bell dings)
(bell dings)
(clanking and whirring)
(chime rings)
Okay, people, eastern seaboard coming on-line.
We got scarers coming out!
(dramatic brass fanfare ~ playing )
Ooh, they're so awesome.
(knuckles cracking)
(clanging and growling)
(snarls)
(blowing)
(growling)
Hey... may the best monster win.
I plan to.
(bell ringing)
We are on in seven... six...
five... four... three...
two...
(horn blaring)
(growls)
You're the boss. You're the boss.
You're the big, hairy boss.
(child screaming)
(bell dings)
Oh, I'm feeling good today, Mikey!
Yeah!
MIKE: Whoa!
Attaboy. Attaboy.
Another door coming right up.
(whirring and clanking)
(child screaming)
(bell dings)
(growling)
You're still behind, Randall.
You know, maybe I should realign the scream intake valve.
Just get me another door!
A door! Yes, door!
(child screaming)
(bell dings)
(bells dinging)
(beeping)
(metallic clanking)
(click and hiss)
(children screaming)
(bells dinging)
(children screaming)
Well, Jerry, what's the damage so far?
We may actually make our quota today, sir.
Hmm. First time in a month.
(gurgling and burping)
Huh?!
(door buzzing)
(screaming and sobbing)
What happened?
The kid almost touched me!
She got this close to me!
She wasn't scared of you?
She was only six!
I could've been dead!
I could've died!
Keep it together, man.
(whistling)
Hey! We got a dead door over here!
- We're coming! - Coming!
- Look out! - Out of the way!
- Coming through! - Excuse us.
(whimpering)
We've lost 58 doors this week, sir.
Oh, kids these days.
They just don't get scared like they used to.
Let her rip!
(buzzing)
(metallic clank)
(eerie blubbering)
(child screaming)
(bell dings)
Uh, sir?
What?!
Look.
CELIA (over P.A.): Attention.
We have a new scare leader: Randall Boggs.
(snickering)
(assistants cheering)
(children screaming)
(knuckles cracking)
Slumber party.
(laughing)
Whoo!
(beeping)
CELIA (over P.A.): Never mind.
Hey! Watch it!
(Sulley laughing)
Well, James, that was an impressive display!
Oh, just doing my job, Mr. Waternoose.
Of course, I did learn from the best.
(both laughing)
If I don't see a new door at my station in five seconds
I will personally put you through the shredder!
(screams)
Hey, Wazowski, nice job!
Those numbers are pretty sweet.
Are they?
You know, I hadn't even noticed.
And, uh... how is Georgie doing?
He's doing great!
I love working with that big guy.
(child screaming)
Keep the doors coming, Charlie.
I'm on a roll today.
George and I are like brothers.
(gasping)
2319!
(gasping)
(alarm blaring)
COMPUTER VOICE (over P.A.): Red alert! Red alert!
Red alert! Red alert! Red alert!
FEMALE (over P.A.): George Sanderson
please remain motionless.
Prepare for decontamination.
Get it off!
JERRY: Duck and cover, people!
Oh, not the CDA.
(siren wailing)
CDA AGENT: Move! Move! Move!
Coming through, please. Stand aside.
CDA AGENT 2: Clear the contaminated area.
(screams)
CDA AGENT: This is a 2319 in progress.
Keep the area clear.
Coming through. Watch yourself.
(grunts)
(whimpering)
Stand back.
Careful.
(metallic clang)
(drills whirring)
(all gasping)
(muffled explosion)
(drills whirring)
All clear.
Situation is niner-niner-zero.
Ready for decon.
Hey, thanks, guys.
That was a close one.
Okay.
(shears buzzing)
(screaming)
(whimpering)
(ripping)
(screaming)
JERRY: Okay, people, take a break!
We got to shut down for a half-hour
and reset the system.
An entire scare floor out of commission.
What else can go wrong?
Oh... what a day.
We're just going through a rough time, sir.
Everyone knows you're going to get us through it.
Tell that to the board of directors.
(slurping)
James, this company
has been in my family for three generations.
I would do anything to keep it from going under.
Oh, so would I, sir.
Well...
Say, I could use your help with something.
Anything, sir.
You see, we've hired some new scare recruits
and frankly, they're... they're, um... uh...
Inexperienced?
Oh, they stink!
Uh-huh.
And I thought maybe you might come by tomorrow
and give them a demonstration.
Show them what it takes to be a top scarer, huh?
I'll start out with the old Waternoose jump-and-growl.
(growling loudly)
Ha! Oh, oh, yes!
Now, that's my boy!
(both laughing)
(ringing)
JERRY: Let's go, everybody!
All doors must be returned!
No exceptions!
- Whoo! - Oh, yeah.
I've never seen anything like you today.
You were on a roll, my man.
Another day like this
and that scare record's in the bag.
That's right, baby!
Uh-huh.
So get this... as if dinner wasn't enough
I'm taking her to a monster truck rally afterwards.
Nice.
What's on your agenda?
I'm going to head home and work out some more.
Again? You know, there's more to life than scaring.
(sniffing)
Whew. Hey, can I borrow your odorant?
Yeah. I got, uh...
smelly garbage or old dumpster.
You got low tide?
No.
How about wet dog?
Yep. Stink it up.
(growling)
You know, I am so romantic
sometimes I think I should just marry myself.
Give me a break, Mike.
What a night of romance I got ahead of me.
Tonight is about me
and Celia.
Ooh, the love boat is about to set sail.
(imitating ship horn)
'Cause I got to tell you, buddy
that face of hers, it just makes my heart go...
Yikes!
Hello, Wazowski.
Fun-filled evening planned for tonight?
Well, as a matter of fact...
Then I'm sure you filed your paperwork
correctly... for once.
Your stunned silence is very reassuring.
Oh, no. My scare reports... I left them on my desk
and if I'm not at the restaurant in five minutes
they're going to give our table away!
What am I going to tell...
Schmoopsie-poo.
Hey, Googley Bear. Want to get going?
Do I ever! It's just that...
What?
Uh, you know, there's a small...
I don't understand.
It's just that I forgot about some paperwork
I was supposed to file.
Mike was reminding me.
Thanks, buddy.
Whoo.
I was? I mean, I was! Yeah, I was.
Oh, okay. Let's go then.
We're going!
On my desk, Sulley.
The pink copies go to Accounting
the fuchsia ones go to Purchasing
and goldenrod ones go to Roz.
Huh!
Leave the puce.
SULLEY: Pink copies go to Accounting, the fuchsia ones go to Roz.
No, fuchsia ones go to Purchasing.
The goldenrod ones go to Roz.
Man, I have no idea what puce is.
Oh, that's puce.
Hmm?
Uh, hello?
Anyone?
There's a door here.
Hmm.
(door latch clicking)
(door creaking)
(whispering): Hello?
Hey.
Psst.
Anybody scaring in here?
Hello?
Yo!
Hmm.
(thump)
(speaking baby talk)
(screams)
Whoa! Ah! Ah!
Oh!
(giggling): Here.
Gotcha!
(yells)
(squeals in delight)
Eh!
(giggling)
(yells)
(giggles)
(gasps, then whimpers)
(squeals in delight)
(giggling)
(laughs)
Oh!
(loud crashing, toy squeaking)
Yeow!
(gasps)
(toy ducks quacking)
(yelling)
(toy ducks quacking)
(quacking)
Eww.
(toy ducks quacking)
(sighs)
(yells)
(panting)
(toys quacking and squeaking)
(squeaking)
Whew.
(Sulley screams)
(little girl ~ speaking baby talk)
Kitty!
(speaking baby talk)
No, no... stay back.
(speaking baby talk)
(stutters in fear)
(giggling)
(speaking baby talk)
(whine of disgust)
(little girl ~ speaking baby talk faintly)
(whimpers)
(door latch clicking)
Hmm.
(speaking baby talk)
(faint squeal ~ of delight)
(sneezes)
(murmur of conversation)
(knives being sharpened)
PHOTOGRAPHER: Hold it. Hold it.
(shutter clicks)
ALL: Get a paper bag!
Mmm.
(laughing)
Oh, Michael, I've had a lot of birthday...
well, not a lot of birthdays
but this is the best birthday ever.
Hmm.
What are you looking at?
I was just thinking
about the first time I laid eye on you...
how pretty you looked.
Stop it!
Your hair was shorter then.
Mm-hmm. I'm thinking about getting it cut.
(faint squeal of fear)
No, no, I like it this length.
(sighs of relief)
I like everything about you.
Just the other day
someone asked me who I thought
the most beautiful monster was in all of Monstropolis.
You know what I said?
What did you say?
I said...
Sulley?
No! No, no.
That's not what I was going to say.
Mike, you're not making sense.
SULLEY: Hi, guys!
What a coincidence, running into you here!
Uh, I'm just going to order something to go.
Michael...
Sulley!
I wonder what's good here.
Get out of here. You're ruining everything.
I went back to get your paperwork
and there was a door.
What?
(rattling)
A door?!
Randall was in it.
Wait a minute. Randall?
That cheater!
He's trying to boost his numbers!
There's something else.
What?!
Ook-lay in the ag-bay.
What?!
Look in the bag.
What bag?
(sighs)
(gasps)
(giggling)
Oh!
They don't have anything I like here.
So take care, Celia!
Excuse me, sir.
What's going on?
Celia, please try to understand.
I have to do something!
Michael?
PHOTOGRAPHER: On three.
One... two...
(squeals and giggles)
(screaming)
A kid!
Boo!
(all screaming)
A kid!
There's a kid here... a human kid!
(exclaiming in baby talk)
Oh!
CELIA: Googley Bear!
(yelling)
(blows raspberry)
Come on!
(monsters screaming in terror)
MIKE: Let's get out of here!
CDA HELICOPTER PILOT: Please remain calm.
This is not a drill.
(siren wailing, ~ tires screeching)
CDA AGENT: We have an 835 in progress.
Please advise.
Michael? Michael?
Oh, Celia.
- Please come with me. - Ow. Stop pushing.
Hey, get your hands off my Schmoopsie-poo!
Building clear. Ready for decontamination.
Well, I don't think that date could have gone any worse.
(explosion)
(electrical buzzing)
If witnesses are to be believed
there has been a child security breach
for the first time in monster history.
We can neither confirm nor deny
the presence of a human child here tonight.
Well, a kid flew right over me
and blasted a car with its laser vision!
I tried to run from it, but it picked me up
with its mind powers and shook me like a doll!
It's true! I saw the whole thing!
It is my professional opinion
that now is the time to... panic!
Oh-oh.
(both yelling)
Oh, it's coming!
It's coming!
(giggling): Boo!
(both screaming)
(distant sirens wailing)
(delighted cry)
(yelling)
No, no, no, no, no!
Come here, kid.
Whee.
No, don't touch those, you little!
Oh, now
those were alphabetized.
It's okay, it's all right.
As long as it doesn't come near us
we're going to be okay.
(sneezes)
(screams)
(yelling in pain)
(whimpering in fear)
Wanna ride on it!
Da, da-da.
Da-da-da.
Oh, y-you like this?
Fetch!
(giggles)
(gasps)
Hey, hey, that's it!
No one touches little Mikey!
(whining)
Mike, give her the bear.
Oh, no.
(piercing scream)
(electrical buzzing)
(screaming and crying ~ continue)
(buzzing continues)
(exclaiming in fear)
Make it stop, Sulley!
Make it stop!
Look! See the bear?
Ooh, nice bear.
(screams)
Sulley!
See?
Ooh, bear, ooh.
Oh, he's a happy bear.
# He's not crying, neither should you #
# Or we'll be in trouble #
# 'Cause they're gonna find us #
# So please stop crying #
# Right now. #
Good, good, Sulley. Keep it up.
You're doing great.
# Ooh, the happy bear, he has no... #
(screaming)
She touched me!
Sulley, the bear!
The bear!
Give her the...
Whoa!
(giggles)
(screaming with laughter)
(electrical buzzing ~ grows louder)
(light bulb shatters)
(giggles)
What was that?
(thumping)
I have no idea
but it would be really great
if it didn't do it again.
(giggles)
Shh, shh, shh.
Shh...
Shh.
Shh...
Ah!
How could I do this?
How could I be so stupid?
This could destroy the company.
The company?
Who cares about the company?!
What about us?
That thing is a killing machine!
# La-la-la-la-la-la #
I bet it's just waiting for us to fall asleep
and then wham!
Oh, we're easy prey, my friend... easy prey.
We're sitting targets.
Okay, look, I think
I have a plan here.
Using mainly spoons, we dig a tunnel under the city
and release it into the wild.
Spoons.
That's it, I'm out of ideas.
We're closed. Hot air balloon?
Too expensive. Giant slingshot?
Too conspicuous.
Enormous wooden horse? Too Greek!
(speaking baby talk)
No plan. No plan.
Can't think. Can't think.
Flatlining.
Uh, Mike?
I think she's getting tired.
Well, then why don't you
find someplace for it to sleep?
While I think of a plan!
Are you sleepy?
You want to sleep?
Is that what you want?
Huh?
(crunching)
Okay, all right.
I'm making a nice little area for you to...
(giggling)
No. Hey, hey, that's my bed!
You're going to get your germs all over it.
(sighing): Fine.
My chair is more comfortable anyway.
(yells)
What?
(speaking fearfully)
It's just a closet.
Will you go to sleep?
Hey, that looks like Randall.
Randall's your monster.
You think he's going to come through the closet
and scare you.
Oh, boy, how do I explain this?
Uh, it's empty.
- See? - Ah!
No monster in here.
Well, now there is
but I'm not going to scare you.
I'm off-duty.
Okay.
How about I sit here, until you fall asleep?
Go ahead.
Go to sleep.
Now.
Now... go.
Uh, you...
go...
to...
sleep.
(imitating snoring)
(giggles)
(sighs in relief)
(door creaks softly)
Hey, Mike, this might sound crazy
but I don't think that kid's dangerous.
Really? Well, in that case, let's keep it.
I always wanted a pet that could kill me!
Now, look.
What if we just put her back in her door?
What?
Mike, think about it.
If we send her back, it's like it never happened.
Everything goes back to normal.
Is that a joke?
Tell me you're joking.
Sulley, I'd like to think that, given the circumstances
I have been extremely forgiving up to now
but that is a horrible idea!
What are we going to do?
March right out into public with that thing?
Then I guess we just waltz right up to the factory, right?
I can't believe we are waltzing right up to the factory.
Sulley, a mop, a couple of lights and some chair fabric
are not going to fool anyone!
Just think about a few names, will you?
Loch Ness, Bigfoot, the Abominable Snowman...
they all got one thing in common, pal... banishment.
We could be next!
Don't panic... we can do this.
Hey, how you doing, Frank?
Hey, guys.
Everything's going
to be okay.
(gasping)
(equipment buzzing loudly)
Number One wants this place dusted for prints.
Careful with that.
I got a good view from here.
A little lower.
This was recovered at the scene.
Don't panic. Don't panic!
Don't tell me not to panic.
Just keep it together.
Everything is not okay!
LITTLE GIRL: Boo.
...could be contaminated.
Gentlemen, safety
is our number one concern.
If there's anything that...
Not now, not now.
Oh, hello, little one.
Where did you come from?
Mr. Waternoose!
Ah, James! Is this one yours?
Actually, that's my, uh, cousin's sister's daughter, sir.
Yeah, it's, uh...
"Bring an Obscure Relative to Work Day."
Hmm, must have missed the memo.
Well, listen, James
why don't you stop by the simulator after lunch today
and give us that scare demonstration
we talked about, huh?
Oh, oh, sir, uh...
Excuse me, Mr. Waternoose?
Yes, yes, I'm coming.
All right then, I'll see you this afternoon, James.
That is, if these gentlemen haven't shut us down.
Oh, boy.
Oh, a scare demo.
Well, that is great.
Why am I the last to know?
We can bring your cousin's sister's daughter along.
She'll be a big hit!
(equipment buzzing loudly)
Halt!
(yelling)
Stop him!
Hold him down.
Come on, the coast is clear.
Okay, all we have to do is get rid of that thing.
So, wait here while I get its card key.
But she can't stay here.
This is the men's room.
That is the weirdest thing you have ever said.
It's fine. It's okay.
Look, it loves it here!
It's dancing with joy!
Uh, uh, uh, uh.
I'll be right back with its door key.
(laughs)
That's a cute little dance you've got.
It almost looks like you've got to...
(whining)
Oh.
(singing in baby talk)
(singing stops)
Uh, are you done in there?
(squeals)
Ah! Sorry. Sorry.
(singing)
(toilet flushes)
Okay, you finished now, right?
Hello?
(yells)
Boo.
(giggles)
(sighs)
(giggling)
(chuckles)
Where did she go?
Oh, did she disappear?
Did she turn invisible?
(giggling softly)
I just have no idea.
Gotcha!
Boo.
(giggles)
Hey, you're good.
(sighs)
Be relaxed, be relaxed, be relaxed.
Roz, my tender, oozing blossom
you're looking fabulous today.
Is that a new haircut?
Come on, tell me.
It's a new haircut, isn't it?
That's got to be a new haircut.
New make-up? You've had a lift.
You've had a tuck. You've had something.
Something has been inserted in your skin
that makes you look like...
(sighs)
Listen, I need a favor.
Randall was working late last night
out on the scare floor.
I really need the key for the door he was using.
Well, isn't that nice?
But guess what?
You didn't turn in your paperwork last night.
He didn't... I... no paperwork?
This office is now closed.
(Mike screams in pain)
Ready or not, here I come!
I'm getting warmer.
Any second now.
Fee fi fo...
What are you doing?!
I-I'm looking for the kid.
You lost it?!
No, no, she was just...
(squeals)
Here she is.
(whining)
Hey, what's the matter?
RANDALL: I already told your buddies I haven't seen anything.
CDA AGENT: All right. Carry on.
(splashing)
Randall! Thank goodness!
What are we going to do about the child?
Shh!
Shh, shh, shh.
(door slams open)
The front page! It's on the front page.
The child... the one you were after.
Will you be quiet?!
Don't you think I'm aware of the situation?
I was up all night trying to find it.
I did a simple calculation
factoring in the size of the sushi restaurant.
The child may have escaped!
Yeah, well, until we know for sure
we're going to act like nothing happened, understand?
You just get the machine up and running.
I'll take care of the kid.
And when I find whoever let it out, they're dead!
Oh!
Why are you still here?
Come on, go!
Move! Now!
FUNGUS: Ow, ow! I'm not here.
SULLEY (whispering): They're gone.
(squeaking and splashing)
LITTLE GIRL: Ew.
MIKE: This is bad.
This is so very bad.
What were they talking about a machine?
Who cares? Oh!
Look, don't panic... all we have to do
is call her door down and send her home.
You're right. You're right.
We're just two regular joes on our way to work.
We will blend right in.
Top of the mornin', fellas!
Hey, what's shakin', bacon?
Did you lose weight?
Or a limb?
You have her card key, right?
Of course I have her card key.
I told you I'd get her card key.
I went and got her card key
and now I have her card key.
Okay, here we go.
Take care of yourself.
Try not to run through any more closets.
(giggles)
Mike, that's not her door.
What are you talking about?
Of course it's her door. It's her door.
No, her door was white and it had flowers on it.
No. It must have been dark last night
because this is its door.
(polka music playing)
Hey, you hear that?
Sounds like fun in there!
Okay, send me a postcard, kid.
That's Mike Wazowski, care of
22 Mike-Wazowski- you-got-your-life-back Lane.
Mowki Kowski.
Very good. Now bon voyage!
Bye-bye! Come on.
Look at the stick. See the stick?
Go get the stick! Go fetch.
Mike, this isn't Boo's door.
Boo? What's Boo?
That's what I decided to call her.
Is there a problem?
Sulley, you're not supposed to name it.
Once you name it, you start getting attached to it!
Now put that thing
back where it came from, or so help me...
Oh, hey!
We're rehearsing a scene for the upcoming company play
~called Put That Thing Back Where It Came From
Or So Help Me.
(Mike laughing)
It's a musical!
# Put that thing back where it came from or so help me #
# Bom-bom, bom-bom, bom-bom... #
# So help me, so help me. #
And cut!
We're still working on it.
It's a work in progress
but, hey, we need ushers.
Sulley, I've had enough.
Now say goodbye to... where'd it go?
What'd you do with it?
(gasps): Where is she?
I don't believe it.
She got away from you again?!
Well, that is just...
Wait a minute.
The sun is coming up.
This is perfect!
She's gone!
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Where are you going?
Sulley, please, don't blow this.
Not when we're so close to breaking the record.
Somebody else will find the kid.
It'll be their problem, not ours!
She's out of our hair!
What are you two doing?
They're rehearsing a play.
# She's out of our hair! #
Can it, Wazowski!
So, what do you think of that kid getting out, Sullivan?
Pretty crazy, huh?
Oh, yeah, crazy.
Word on the street is the kid's
been traced back to this factory.
You haven't seen anything, have you?
Uh, well, uh...
No, no way!
But if it was an inside job
I'd put my money on Waxford.
Waxford?
Yeah, the one at station six.
You know, he's got them shifty eyes.
Hey, Waxford!
Sulley!
CELIA: Michael Wazowski!
(whimpers)
Last night was one of the worst nights
of my entire life, bar none!
(hissing)
I thought you cared about me.
Honey, please.
Schmoopsie, I thought you liked sushi.
CELIA: Sushi? Sushi?!!
You think this is about sushi?!
Wazowski!
Michael! Mike...
Men.
(panting)
Breathe. Keep breathing.
Whew.
Yikes!
Where's the kid?
Kid? What kid?
It's here in the factory, isn't it?
You're not pinning this on me.
It never would have gotten out
if you hadn't been cheating last night!
Cheating?
Cheating. Right.
Okay, I think I know how to make this all go away.
What happens when the whistle blows in five minutes?
Uh... I get a time-out?
Everyone goes to lunch!
Which means the scare floor will be?
Painted?
Empty! It'll be empty, you idiot!
You see that clock?
When the big hand is pointing up
and the little hand is pointing up
the kid's door will be in my station.
But when the big hand points down
the door will be gone.
You have until then to put the kid back.
Get the picture?
(roaring playfully)
Boo!
(giggles)
No.
Hey, you! Halt!
He's the one.
The one from the commercial!
Affirmative. That's him.
Can we get an autograph?
Oh, oh, sure. No problem.
You can make that out to Bethany, my daughter.
Yes. Let's see...
"From your scary friend
best wishes..."
So I said, "If you talk to me
like that again, we're through!"
What'd she say?
You know my mom.
She sent me to my room.
See you guys later. Take it easy.
Bottoms up!
(gasps in horror)