________
Imagining in July 2016–September 2016
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(CHUCKLES) Awesome pic, Dust,
except your eyes are closed.
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Racing with your eyes closed,
huh? So, that's your secret.
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Oh, yeah, you figured it out, Chug.
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That was
some pretty fancy flying, Dusty.
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Saw it all on my radio with pictures.
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Um, you mean your TV.
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No, no. That's clearing up.
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My bumper was nearly
corroded right through.
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-All right.
-Disgusting looking.
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Ah, yeah, it was all rusty and blistered.
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I got it. Anyway, what else is going on?
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Dottie gave me some of that Rust-eze
Medicated Bumper Ointment.
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-(SNEEZES)
-Ah!
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-How's it look now?
-Looks great. Fine.
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-Take a closer look.
-That's close enough.
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-Oh.
-What was that?
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Didn't need to see that.
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Oh, hey, hey, guys, guys. Listen to this.
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"After his Red Bulldozer win,
Dusty Crophopper..."
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-That's you.
-"...returns to Propwash Junction..."
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-That's here.
-"...where he will be performing
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"at their annual Corn Festival."
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They mentioned the Corn Festival?
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Oh, it's national news!
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Seriously? That's great.
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Yeah. The phone's been
ringing off the hook here at the motel.
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Gonna have to get out
the inflatable hangars.
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Oh, yeah, everybody
wants to see you, Dusty.
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It's gonna be the biggest Corn Fest yet.
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SKIPPER: Dusty.
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-Ready to do some flying?
-Absolutely, Skipper.
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-Don't stay out too late.
-Later, Dust.
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Remember to open your eyes.
(CHUCKLES)
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A Tauntaun grimace with extra slobber.
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-You got it!
-That's what I'm saying.
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I am going to wipe the floor
with that little know-it-all.
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Yes, you are, big blue.
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Hey, wait. What are you guys...
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It's just a precaution.
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RORs are the best Scarers
on campus, Sullivan.
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Can't have a member getting
shown up by a beach ball.
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Whoo-hoo! I am on a roll.
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I'm going to destroy that guy.
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Well, then you'll get this back
right away.
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It's time to start delivering
on that Sullivan name.
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COACH: Okay, everyone. Listen up!
COACH: Okay, everyone. Listen up!
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I don't wanna hear any quacks,
tweets, oinks, whinnies
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or cocklee-doodle-doos
when I say, "dodgeball."
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(CHEERING)
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Oh, man.
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Pump it up! Pump it, pump it, pump it!
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Split into two teams.
Popular versus unpopular.
_________________________________
-Coach?
-COACH: Yeah, unpopular?
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Shouldn't we review safety guidelines?
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Sure! Hit the pig, kids!
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Aaah!
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(SCREAMING) Look out!
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Calm down, Runt. Just...
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Just do what Fish is doing.
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(GONNA MAKE YOU
SWEAT PLAYING)
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Everybody dance now
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-(FOOTSTEPS)
-Whew!
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-Tough morning?
-A run-in with my old nemesis.
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-Gum in the crosswalk?
-He won this round.
_________________________________
-Your old foe!
-Mm-hmm.
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-Incoming on your right.
-Thank you!
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(BRAYING)
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Aah! (LAUGHING)
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(BLUBBERING)
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Yeah, I heard about the movie.
Tough break.
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-Yeah.
-Maybe it'll just go straight to video.
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That's the least of my problems.
_________________________________
This morning, this morning my dad
told me I should basically disappear.
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But that's not gonna get me down.
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I've got a plan.
You want to hear about it?
_________________________________
-Uh-oh.
-No, no, no! This one's good.
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Look, one moment destroyed
my life, right? One moment.
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-Warthog at 3:00!
-I see him!
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-(BALL THUMPS)
-(WARTHOG SQUEALS)
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-Yes!
-So I figure all I need is a chance...
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All I need is a chance
to do something great
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to make everyone forget the
"sky falling" thing once and for all.
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And then my dad will finally
have a reason to be proud of me.
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COACH: Time out!
COACH: Time out!
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(SNICKERING)
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Nurse!
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(DIALING)
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-Hi, Tiffany!
-Hey, man, what's going on?
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Today's final will judge your ability
to assess a child's fear
_________________________________
and perform the appropriate Scare
in the Scare Simulator.
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(DOOR CREAKING)
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(THUD)
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(STUDENTS MURMURING)
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The Child Sensitivity Level will be raised
_________________________________
from Bed-wetter to Heavy Sleeper,
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so give it everything you've got.
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Dean Hardscrabble is with us
this morning
_________________________________
to see who will be moving on
in the Scaring program
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and who will not.
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Let's get started.
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I am a five-year-old girl
afraid of spiders and Santa Claus.
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Which Scare do you use?
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Uh...
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That's a Seasonal Creep and Crawl.
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Demonstrate.
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-(ROARS)
-(SCREAMS)
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(BELL DINGS)
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Results will be posted
outside my office. Next.
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Focus. (EXHALES)
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Johnson, Crackle and Howl.
Yes! (CHUCKLES)
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(DOOR OPENS)
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-(MONSTER ROARS)
-(DUMMY KID SCREAMS)
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Hey. Do you mind?
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Don't mind at all.
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(ROARS SOFTLY)
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Come on, Mike. Let's just move.
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So, what do you think?
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Okay, listen.
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You said the sky was falling.
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-Your dad didn't support you.
-I...
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And you have been hurting
inside ever since, right?
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-It's hurt. It stung. Okay?
-It's hurt, but... Yes.
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-That's the nutshell.
-Okay. Yes, but...
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-No. Buh-buh...
-But, it's...
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What's got to happen now
is the nut needs to be cracked open.
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And not one little chip
at a time, but... Bam!
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Smash! Bits of emotion flying
everywhere! Anger! Frustration!
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Denial! Fear! Deep depression, in fact!
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You see what I'm saying?
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Uh...
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All right, forget the nut part.
Here's the main thing.
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You have got to stop messing around,
and deal with the problem.
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-Okay, yes, but...
-Here's the real solution.
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You and your dad
talk-talk-talking closure!
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-Closure?
-Closure,
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talking about something
until it's resolved.
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Wait! Hold on! See? Look.
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There's a whole section about it
in this month's Modern Mallard.
_________________________________
-Incredibly appropriate!
-I told you, I have a plan.
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Yeah, but according to Cosmo Duck,
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you should
"stop the squawk and try the talk."
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Beautiful Duckling says,
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"Avoiding closure with your parents
can cause early molting."
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-See? Closure.
-(SIGHING)
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ABBY: Come on, repeat after me.
ABBY: Come on, repeat after me.
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You, your dad, talk-talk...
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CHICKEN LITTLE: Abby, Abby,
listen! Talking's a waste of time.
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CHICKEN LITTLE: Abby, Abby,
listen! Talking's a waste of time.
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I got to do something great so my dad
doesn't think I'm such a loser.
_________________________________
Come on. You are not a loser.
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You're inventive and resourceful
and funny and cute and...
_________________________________
What?
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Stay out of my way.
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Unlike you, I had to work hard
to get into the Scare program.
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(SCOFFS)
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That's because you don't belong here.
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(ROARS)
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(ROARS LOUDLY)
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(LAUGHS) That's what I thought.
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(ROARING SOFTLY)
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(ROARING)
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-(WHISPERING)
-(GASPS)
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(CHUCKLING AND STAMMERING)
Yeah... Uh, Runt!
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Should Chicken Little have a good
talk with his dad and clear the air
_________________________________
or keep searching for
Band-Aid solutions
_________________________________
and never deal with the problem?
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(SCOFFS) Band-Aid solutions!
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-Runt!
-Well, I'm sorry!
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I'm very bad at reading facial cues.
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(SIGHS) Fish, help me out here.
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-(MUFFLED YELLS)
-(WATER SLOSHING)
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Men.
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'Twas beauty that killed the beast.
_________________________________
I guess only girls are good at
honest communication and sensitivity.
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(CLASS LAUGHING)
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That does it!
We were in a time-out, Foxy!
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Prepare to hurt.
And I don't mean emotionally, like I do.
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(BOTH ROARING)
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-(SNAPS)
-(GASPS)
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(HONKS)
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(EXCLAIMING)
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!
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-Whoa!
-(CLASS GASPING)
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Whoa! Whoa...
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-(CLANKS)
-(ALL GASP)
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(CLASS LAUGHING)
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-(GASPING)
-We will save you!
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Fall back! Mad goose!
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(CLATTERING)
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(ALL GASPING)
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-(FIRE ALARM RINGING)
-(ALL GASPING)
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(SCREAMS ESCAPING)
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(ALL GASPING)
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(ALL SIGHING IN RELIEF)
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COACH: Chicken Little!
COACH: Chicken Little!
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(BOTH GASP)
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FETCHIT: Not showing up for class,
FETCHIT: Not showing up for class,
inappropriate school attire,
_________________________________
picking fights in gym class
and the fire alarm?
_________________________________
Ever since that "sky falling" incident,
he's been nothing but trouble!
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I'm so sorry.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) It was an accident.
_________________________________
What? This?
_________________________________
My one souvenir
from a lifetime of Scaring?
_________________________________
Accidents happen, don't they.
_________________________________
The important thing is no one got hurt.
_________________________________
You're taking this remarkably well.
_________________________________
Now, let's continue the exams.
_________________________________
Mr. Wazowski, I'm a five-year-old girl
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on a farm in Kansas afraid of lightning.
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Which Scare do you use?
_________________________________
Shouldn't I go up on the...
_________________________________
Which Scare do you use?
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That is a Shadow Approach
with a Crackle Holler.
_________________________________
Demonstrate.
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(INHALES)
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-Stop. Thank you.
-But I didn't get to...
_________________________________
I've seen enough.
_________________________________
I'm a seven-year-old boy...
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(ROARS LOUDLY)
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I wasn't finished.
_________________________________
I don't need to know
any of that stuff to scare.
_________________________________
That "stuff" would've informed you
_________________________________
that this particular child
is afraid of snakes.
_________________________________
So a roar wouldn't make him scream,
it would make him cry,
_________________________________
alerting his parents,
exposing the monster world,
_________________________________
destroying life as we know it,
_________________________________
and of course we can't have that.
_________________________________
So I'm afraid I cannot
recommend that you continue
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in the Scaring program. Good day.
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Wait, what? But I'm a Sullivan.
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Well then, I'm sure your family
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will be very disappointed.
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(FOOTSTEPS RETREATING)
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(STUDENTS MURMURING)
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(GRUNTS)
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(MURMURING CONTINUES)
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And, Mr. Wazowski,
what you lack is something
_________________________________
that cannot be taught.
_________________________________
You're not scary.
_________________________________
You will not be continuing
in the Scaring program.
_________________________________
Please. Let me try the simulator.
I'll surprise you.
_________________________________
Surprise me? I doubt that very much.
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(WIND WHOOSHING)
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SCREAM-CAN PROFESSOR:
Welcome back.
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I hope everyone had a pleasant break.
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Some say that a career
as a scream-can designer is boring,
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unchallenging, a waste
of a monster's potential.
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(INHALES DEEPLY)
_________________________________
Open your textbooks to chapter three.
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We will now plunge into the rich history
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-of scream-can design.
-(SQUEAKS)
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(STUDENTS CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY)
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(GRUNTS)
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(SIGHING) Now look, Buck.
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You know, I have
the utmost respect for you.
_________________________________
I mean, you were Buck "Ace" Cluck,
_________________________________
-our school baseball star.
-(BAT HITS BALL FAINTLY)
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(SIGHS) But let's face the facts.
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Your kid, he's nothing like you at all.
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BUCK: Okay.
BUCK: Okay.
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Thank you for talking to me.
I'll take care of my son.
_________________________________
I... Dad, it wasn't my fault.
_________________________________
-It was Foxy. She's always...
-All right. It's fine.
_________________________________
You don't have to explain anything.
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
Uh... Hey, Dad? (CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
I was thinkin'. Yeah, what if I...
_________________________________
What if...
_________________________________
What if I joined the baseball team?
_________________________________
CITIZEN: Hey, why don't you
watch where you're going?
_________________________________
Sorry, there, buddy! Sorry, sorry.
_________________________________
Baseball? Son, we talked about this.
_________________________________
Yeah, right. But, you know,
that was when I was small.
_________________________________
I put on five ounces this year.
I've really bulked up.
_________________________________
Really, son? Baseball. Are you sure?
_________________________________
Oh, yeah, yeah. I mean,
you know, hey, why not, right?
_________________________________
-Yeah, why not, but why?
-Well, Dad,
_________________________________
you were such a big
baseball star in high school.
_________________________________
You could give me some pointers.
_________________________________
But, son, you know,
I'm just wondering...
_________________________________
Maybe baseball isn't exactly
your thing, you know?
_________________________________
Have you considered
the chess team or the glee club?
_________________________________
And some teenagers, you know, they
get quite a rush from stamp collecting.
_________________________________
-No.
-Wanna stop? We'll get some stamps.
_________________________________
-I don't like stamps.
-Colors, colorful things...
_________________________________
No, I was thinking baseball!
_________________________________
I can't wait to see the look on your face
_________________________________
when I smack that ball in
for a touchdown!
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING)
-(SIGHING)
_________________________________
Dad... Um, I'm kidding.
_________________________________
That was a... That was a joke.
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(BOTH CHUCKLE)
_________________________________
Just do me one favor, son.
_________________________________
Why, sure, Dad. Anything.
_________________________________
Just please try not
to get your hopes too high.
_________________________________
Yeah, but Dad, I mean, I...
_________________________________
I mean, I think I can...
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
I...
_________________________________
(STAMMERING)
_________________________________
Okay, Dad.
_________________________________
(ALL I KNOW PLAYING)
_________________________________
I bruise you
_________________________________
You bruise me
_________________________________
We both bruise so
_________________________________
Easily
_________________________________
Too easily
_________________________________
To let it show
_________________________________
I love you
_________________________________
And that's all I know
_________________________________
(SIGHING)
_________________________________
Oh, Chloe. If only you were here.
_________________________________
You'd know what to do.
_________________________________
And all my plans
_________________________________
Keep falling through
_________________________________
-All my plans, they
-(LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
Depend on you
_________________________________
Depend on you
_________________________________
To help them grow
_________________________________
I love you
_________________________________
-That's my boy!
-Gee, thanks, Dad!
_________________________________
And that's all
_________________________________
It's really all I know
_________________________________
It's all I know
_________________________________
Come on. All I need is a chance.
_________________________________
It's all
_________________________________
I know
_________________________________
Welcome back to Chick's Picks
with Chick Hicks.
with Chick Hicks.
_________________________________
I'm your host, former and forever,
_________________________________
Piston Cup champion, Chick Hicks.
_________________________________
Doo-doo-doo-doo. This just in...
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Rookie Jackson Storm
_________________________________
slams the proverbial door
on Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) Oh.
_________________________________
I couldn't have enjoyed it more
if I'd beaten McQueen myself.
if I'd beaten McQueen myself.
_________________________________
Oh, wait, I have. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
But enough about me.
_________________________________
Here to tell you how it happened
is professional number cruncher,
_________________________________
Miss Natalie Certain.
_________________________________
It's a pleasure to be here, Chick.
_________________________________
And actually,
I prefer the term "Statistical Analyst".
I prefer the term "Statistical Analyst".
_________________________________
Right. So, who is this
mysterious newcomer, Jackson Storm?
_________________________________
And why is he so darn fast?
_________________________________
It's no mystery if you study
the data, Mr. Hicks.
the data, Mr. Hicks.
_________________________________
Jackson Storm is part
_________________________________
of the next generation
of high-tech racers.
_________________________________
Unlike the veterans of yesterday...
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) What?
Old-timers like this guy?
_________________________________
-(LAUGHS)
-Um...
-Um...
_________________________________
Right. Storm achieves his top speeds
_________________________________
by exploiting the numbers.
_________________________________
I refer, of course, to racing data.
_________________________________
Tire pressure, downforce,
_________________________________
weight distribution, aerodynamics, and...
_________________________________
next-gens like Storm
are taking advantage.
_________________________________
The racing world is changing.
_________________________________
And for the better if it means my old pal,
_________________________________
Lightning, is down for the count.
Am I right, Certain?
Am I right, Certain?
_________________________________
Well, if I'm certain of anything, Chick...
_________________________________
it's that this season is about
to get even more interesting.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: I'll tell you what, Darrell,
CUTLASS: I'll tell you what, Darrell,
_________________________________
Jackson Storm has
certainly made an impact.
_________________________________
We've got six more
next-generation rookies in the field.
next-generation rookies in the field.
_________________________________
DARRELL: With six veterans
DARRELL: With six veterans
fired to clear the way.
_________________________________
Morning, champ.
How's our living legend today?
How's our living legend today?
_________________________________
Uh... Still very much alive, thank you.
_________________________________
-And I would appreciate...
-You know, I can't believe I get to race
-You know, I can't believe I get to race
_________________________________
-the Lightning McQueen.
-(SIGHS)
-(SIGHS)
_________________________________
In his farewell season.
_________________________________
What are you talking about?
_________________________________
JACKSON STORM: Oh, green flag.
JACKSON STORM: Oh, green flag.
_________________________________
Good luck out there, champ.
You're gonna need it.
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
NATALIE CERTAIN: One reason Storm
NATALIE CERTAIN: One reason Storm
and the next-gens are more efficient:
_________________________________
their ability to hold
the optimum racing line
_________________________________
every single lap.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Win number three
CUTLASS: Win number three
for the rookie sensation.
_________________________________
NATALIE CERTAIN:
NATALIE CERTAIN:
Storm's in a class of his own.
_________________________________
And a big reason for that: training on
the newest cutting-edge simulators.
_________________________________
These machines create a...
_________________________________
virtual racing experience so real
_________________________________
virtual racing experience so real
racers never even have to go outside.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Storm's ability
CUTLASS: Storm's ability
to hold that line
_________________________________
is like nothing we've ever seen.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Four in a row?
DARRELL: Four in a row?
Are you kidding me?
_________________________________
NATALIE CERTAIN:
NATALIE CERTAIN:
2% lower drag coefficient.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Oh, what a finish!
CUTLASS: Oh, what a finish!
_________________________________
NATALIE CERTAIN:
NATALIE CERTAIN:
5% increase downforce.
_________________________________
-DARRELL: Lucky number seven.
-1.2% higher top speed.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Amazing! Nine!
_________________________________CUTLASS: Amazing! Nine!
-Good morning.
-(CHIRPS)
_________________________________
Will today be the day?
Are you ready to fly?
_________________________________
-(CHIRPING SADLY)
-You sure? Good day to try.
_________________________________
Why if I picked a day to fly,
oh, this would be it.
_________________________________
The Festival of Fools.
_________________________________
(GULPING)
_________________________________
(CHIRPING NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
It will be fun with jugglers
and music and dancing.
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
(CHIRPING HAPPILY)
_________________________________
(CHIRPING EXCITEDLY)
_________________________________
Go on. Nobody wants
to be cooped up here forever.
_________________________________
(CHIRPING)
_________________________________
(SPITTING) Oh, man!
_________________________________
I thought he'd never leave.
I'll be spittin' feathers for a week.
_________________________________
Well, that's what you get
for sleeping with your mouth open.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING SARCASTICALLY)
Go scare a nun.
_________________________________
Hey, Quasi, what's goin' on out there?
_________________________________
-A fight? A flogging?
-A festival.
_________________________________
-You mean a Feast of Fools?
-Uh-huh.
_________________________________
All right, all right!
Pour the wine and cut the cheese.
_________________________________
It is a treat to watch the colorful
pageantry of the simple peasant folk.
_________________________________
Boy, nothin' like balcony seats
for watching the ol' FOF.
_________________________________
Yeah, watchin'.
_________________________________
Oh, look. A mime.
_________________________________
(HOCKING)
_________________________________
(GULPS)
_________________________________
Hey, hey, hey, hey. What gives?
_________________________________
Aren't you
going to watch the festival with us?
_________________________________
-I don't get it.
-Perhaps he's sick.
_________________________________
LAVERNE: Impossible.
LAVERNE: Impossible.
_________________________________
If 20 years of listenin' to you two hasn't
made him sick by now, nothin' will.
_________________________________
Watching the Festival of Fools
_________________________________
has always been the highlight
of the year for Quasimodo.
_________________________________
What good is watchin' the party
if you never get to go?
_________________________________
Here, get away from me!
Go on, ya bunch of buzzards!
_________________________________
He's not made of stone, like us.
_________________________________
Quasi, what's wrong?
You want to tell ol' Laverne all about it?
_________________________________
I just don't feel
like watching the festival, that's all.
_________________________________
Well, did ya ever think
of goin' there instead?
_________________________________
Sure. But I'd never fit in out there.
_________________________________
I'm not normal.
_________________________________
Oh, Quasi, Quasi, Quasi.
_________________________________
Do ya mind?
_________________________________
I would like to have a moment
with the boy, if it's all right with you!
_________________________________
Hey, quit beatin' around the bell tower.
_________________________________
What do we gotta do, paint ya a fresco?
_________________________________
As your friends and guardians,
we insist you attend the festival.
_________________________________
-Me?
-No, the pope. Of course, you!
_________________________________
It would be a veritable potpourri
of educational experience.
_________________________________
Wine, women and song.
_________________________________
You can learn to identify
various regional cheeses.
_________________________________
-Bobbin' for snails.
-Study indigenous folk music.
_________________________________
Playin' dunk the monk!
_________________________________
Quasi, take it from an old spectator.
Life's not a spectator sport.
_________________________________
If watchin' is all you're gonna do,
_________________________________
then you're gonna watch
your life go by without ya.
_________________________________
Yeah, you're human, with the flesh
and the hair and the navel lint.
_________________________________
We're just part of the architecture.
Right, Victor?
_________________________________
Yet, if you kick us, will we not flake?
_________________________________
If you moisten us,
do we not grow moss?
_________________________________
(HUGO WARBLING)
_________________________________
Quasi, just grab a fresh tunic
and a clean pair of hose, and...
_________________________________
Thanks for the encouragement.
But you're all forgetting one big thing.
_________________________________
GARGOLYES: What?
_________________________________
My master, Frollo.
_________________________________
GARGOYLES: Oh.
VICTOR: Yeah. Oh, dear, yes.
VICTOR: Yeah. Oh, dear, yes.
_________________________________
Well, when he says you're forbidden
from ever leaving the bell tower,
_________________________________
does he mean "ever," ever?
_________________________________
Never ever.
And he hates the Feast of Fools.
_________________________________
-He'd be furious if I asked to go.
-Who says ya gotta ask?
_________________________________
-Oh, no.
-Ya sneak out.
_________________________________
-It's just one afternoon.
-I couldn't.
_________________________________
And ya sneak back in.
_________________________________
-He'll never know you were gone.
-And if I got caught?
_________________________________
Better to beg forgiveness
than ask permission.
_________________________________
He might see me.
_________________________________
You could wear a disguise.
Just this once.
_________________________________
What Frollo doesn't know can't hurt ya.
_________________________________
-Ignorance is bliss.
-Look who's talkin'.
_________________________________
Nobody wants to stay
cooped up here forever.
_________________________________
-You're right. I'll go.
-(GARGOYLES CHEERING)
_________________________________
-I'll get cleaned up.
-Yes, sir!
_________________________________
-I'll stroll down those stairs.
-There ya go!
_________________________________
I'll march through the doors and...
_________________________________
Good morning, Quasimodo.
_________________________________
(STUTTERING)
Oh, good morning, Master.
_________________________________
Dear boy, whomever are you talking to?
_________________________________
My friends.
_________________________________
I see. And what are your
friends made of, Quasimodo?
_________________________________
Stone.
_________________________________
-Can stone talk?
-No, it can't.
_________________________________
That's right. You're a smart lad.
_________________________________
Now, lunch.
_________________________________
Shall we review your alphabet today?
_________________________________
Oh, yes, Master.
I would like that very much.
_________________________________
-Very well. "A"?
-Abomination.
_________________________________
-"B"?
-Blasphemy.
_________________________________
-"C"?
-Contrition.
_________________________________
-"D"?
-Damnation.
_________________________________
-"E"?
-Eternal damnation.
_________________________________
-Good. "F"?
-Festival.
_________________________________
(FROLLO SPITTING)
_________________________________
-Excuse me?
-(STUTTERING) Forgiveness.
_________________________________
-You said, "Festival".
-No!
_________________________________
You are thinking
about going to the festival.
_________________________________
It's just that you go every year.
_________________________________
I am a public official. I must go.
_________________________________
But I don't enjoy a moment.
_________________________________
Thieves and cutpurses,
the dregs of humankind,
_________________________________
all mixed together
in a shallow, drunken stupor.
_________________________________
I didn't mean to upset you, Master.
_________________________________
Quasimodo, can't you understand?
_________________________________
When your heartless mother
abandoned you as a child,
_________________________________
anyone else would have drowned you.
_________________________________
And this is my thanks for taking you in
and raising you as my son?
_________________________________
I'm sorry, sir.
_________________________________
Oh, my dear Quasimodo.
_________________________________
You don't know what it's like out there.
_________________________________
I do. I do.
_________________________________
(SINGING) The world is cruel
_________________________________
The world is wicked
_________________________________
It's I alone whom you can
trust in this whole city
_________________________________
I am your only friend
_________________________________
I, who keep you, teach you
feed you, dress you
_________________________________
I, who look upon you without fear
_________________________________
How can I protect you, boy
_________________________________
Unless you always stay in here
_________________________________
Away in here
_________________________________
Remember what
I've taught you, Quasimodo.
_________________________________
-You are deformed
-I am deformed
_________________________________
-And you are ugly
-And I am ugly
_________________________________
And these are crimes
for which the world shows little pity
_________________________________
You do not comprehend
_________________________________
You are my one defender
_________________________________
Out there they'll
revile you as a monster
_________________________________
I am a monster
_________________________________
Out there they
will hate and scorn and jeer
_________________________________
Only a monster
_________________________________
Why invite their calumny
and consternation
_________________________________
Stay in here
_________________________________
-Be faithful to me
-QUASIMODO: I'm faithful
_________________________________
-FROLLO: Grateful to me
-I'm grateful
_________________________________
Do as I say
_________________________________
Obey
_________________________________
-And stay in here
-I'll stay in here
_________________________________
You are good to me, Master.
_________________________________
-I'm sorry.
-You are forgiven.
_________________________________
But, remember, Quasimodo,
this is your sanctuary.
_________________________________
My sanctuary.
_________________________________
Safe behind these windows
and these parapets of stone
_________________________________
Gazing at the people down below me
_________________________________
(CROWD CHATTERING)
_________________________________
All my life, I watch them
as I hide up here alone
_________________________________
Hungry for the histories they show me
_________________________________
All my life I memorize their faces
_________________________________
Knowing them
as they will never know me
_________________________________
All my life, I wonder
how it feels to pass a day
_________________________________
Not above them
_________________________________
But part of them
_________________________________
And out there
_________________________________
Living in the sun
_________________________________
Give me one day out there
_________________________________
All I ask is one
_________________________________
To hold forever
_________________________________
Out there
_________________________________
Where they all live unaware
_________________________________
What I'd give
_________________________________
What I'd dare
_________________________________
Just to live
_________________________________
One day
_________________________________
Out there
_________________________________
Out there among the millers
and the weavers and their wives
_________________________________
(CROWD CHATTERING)
_________________________________
Through the roofs and gables
I can see them
_________________________________
Every day they shout and scold
and go about their lives
_________________________________
Heedless of the gift it is to be them
_________________________________
If I was in their skin
_________________________________
I'd treasure
_________________________________
Every instant
_________________________________
Out there
_________________________________
Strolling by the Seine
_________________________________
Taste the morning out there
_________________________________
Like ordinary men
_________________________________
Who freely walk about there
_________________________________
Just one day and then
_________________________________
I swear I'll be content
_________________________________
With my share
_________________________________
Won't resent
Won't despair
_________________________________
Old and bent
I won't care
_________________________________
I'll have spent
One day
_________________________________
Out there
_________________________________
CRASH: It's a beautiful day
CRASH: It's a beautiful day
out here on the ice...
_________________________________
_________________________________
as father meets daughter
_________________________________
_________________________________
in a quest for hockey supremacy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's Peaches meets Manny.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Mammoth meets mammoth.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Mano a mano.
-Meema me moo-ma.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Mama may mee-mee.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Will you two quit it?
_________________________________
_________________________________
-M-okay.
-Meanie.
_________________________________
_________________________________
The blazing mammoth
takes it on the breakaway.
_________________________________
_________________________________
There's never been a player
so tough, so graceful.
_________________________________
_________________________________
So desperate to score.
_________________________________
_________________________________
He fakes right. He fakes left.
_________________________________
_________________________________
He fakes knowing how to play.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BOTH GRUNT)
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Huh?
-What's wrong?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Lose something?
_________________________________
_________________________________
BOTH: Hey, what that stink
I smell out there? It's Manny!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Hey, hey. It's Manny!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Whoo! You stink!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Okay, Fuzzball. Let's see what you got.
_________________________________
_________________________________
You asked for it.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Yes! She dominates! Again.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, please. I went easy on you.
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's called good parenting.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Yeah, right. Face it.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I rule the ice now.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, you talk a big game, hotshot.
_________________________________
_________________________________
All right, how about best of three?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo! Yes! Touchdown!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Wait, no, that's not right.
Not touchdown. What is it?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Uh, hole-in-one! Whoo! (LAUGHING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Julian!
-Whoa!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Ow!
-Sorry.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Honey, I scored! Did you see me?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Yeah! And you were amazing.
Whoa! Whoa!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Careful!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, the ice is really icy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's like super-sized, extra value icy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
But I'm getting better, right?
_________________________________
_________________________________
(PEACHES LAUGHING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
-JULIAN: Whoa!
-(SIGHS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Okay, we'll play... later.
_________________________________
_________________________________
So, she whupped your butt, again, huh?
_________________________________
And with a butt that size,
_________________________________
_________________________________
that's a whole lot of whuppin'.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Nobody was whupped.
There was no whupping.
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's just a loving father
_________________________________
_________________________________
sharing some strategy
with his only daughter.
with his only daughter.
_________________________________
Didn't know sucking was a strategy.
_________________________________
CRASH: Okay, it's our turn.
_________________________________
CRASH: Okay, it's our turn.
_________________________________
Let's show them how it's done!
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGH)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BOTH GRUNTING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
You're going down, eh?
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! (LAUGHS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Ta-ta-da-da!
_________________________________
_________________________________
For you, my mom-in-law-to-be.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Buttercups!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Nature's sunshine.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Isn't sunshine nature's sunshine?
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(GROANS)
-Aw! Thank you, Julian.
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's been so long since
anyone's given me flowers.
_________________________________
_________________________________
But you're marrying our daughter.
_________________________________
_________________________________
You don't have to
keep bringing us presents.
_________________________________
_________________________________
But it makes me happy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
And for you, my guru,
my rock, my main mammoth...
_________________________________
_________________________________
To you, I give the greatest gift of all.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Wait. What are you doing?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Come on, Bro-Dad. Bring it in.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(MANNY SIGHS)
_________________________________
JULIAN: Oh!
_________________________________
JULIAN: Oh!
_________________________________
I can feel your heart beating.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Okay. That's enough of that.
_________________________________
_________________________________
You better get used to it.
_________________________________
_________________________________
They'll be living right next door.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Come on, Julian. Wanna go?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Actually, weren't you gonna
help me with the thing?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh! Right. The thing.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Gotta do the thing.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I can do the thing.
_________________________________
_________________________________
BOTH: No!
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's a girl thing.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Hey! Why don't you go do a guy thing?
_________________________________
_________________________________
You know, you don't spend
_________________________________
_________________________________
nearly enough time with your friends.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-I don't?
-I'll see you later.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GIGGLES) On this special day.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Uh.. Okay.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Have you told them
about our decision yet?
_________________________________
_________________________________
No. I'm waiting for the right time.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Come on, Romeo. Walk with me.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I'm gonna watch some butterflies
_________________________________
_________________________________
come out of their cocoons.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Whoa! Really?
-No.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Goodbye, sweetie.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BLOWING KISSES)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Aw! I remember when Manny
and I used to be like that.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Not me! Love them and leave them,
_________________________________
_________________________________
and take half of everything.
_________________________________
_________________________________
That's my motto.
_________________________________
(BUCK GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-What?
-(GIGGLING) Gotcha!
_________________________________
Libby! (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(SLURPS)
_________________________________
(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
_________________________________
LIBBY: Ha-ha!
LIBBY: Ha-ha!
_________________________________
(LIBBY LAUGHING)
_________________________________
LIBBY: Ooh!
LIBBY: Ooh!
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Ha-ha. Gotcha back!
_________________________________
Momma, I'm done watering.
_________________________________
Good job, Libby.
Buck, get back to your chores.
_________________________________
-What?
-Thanks, Buck.
_________________________________
But I... I...
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
You're all set.
_________________________________
Can't I do something else, Momma?
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES) Get going.
-Okay.
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(GULPS)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(RUSTLING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Who is that?
_________________________________
(CHIRPING)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
Hey, Eustice.
_________________________________
Aw, you stuck, little guy?
_________________________________
Let me get that for you. You're free.
_________________________________
Hello, move.
Go find your poppa and your...
_________________________________
(CLUCKING)
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Momma!
_________________________________
-(SCREAMING)
-(CLUCKING)
_________________________________
(CLUCKS SCORNFULLY)
_________________________________
(CONTINUES SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Whoa. The river's not something
_________________________________
-to mess around with there, Arlo.
-(PANTING)
_________________________________
Be careful. What's the problem?
_________________________________
Poppa, Henrietta is the worst one
in the coop!
_________________________________
Yesterday you said
Footless Fran was the worst.
_________________________________
(WHISPERING)
She's only got one foot.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
You don't have to like 'em, Arlo.
_________________________________
You just have to feed 'em.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
That should do it.
_________________________________
Now, this will keep them rotten critters
from stealing our food
_________________________________
because I made this silo
100% critter-proof.
_________________________________
Put your mark on there, Henry.
You earned it.
_________________________________
-Yeah, Poppa, do it! Come on!
-LIBBY: Yeah!
_________________________________
Only if your momma does it first.
_________________________________
If anyone's earned a mark around here,
it's her.
_________________________________
Did you just put your mark
higher than mine?
_________________________________
What? No.
It's just the angle you're looking at it.
_________________________________
-The "angle," huh?
-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
-Ooh, ooh. Me too!
-Me, me, me! My turn!
_________________________________
My turn!
_________________________________
Now hold on. It's not that easy.
_________________________________
You've got to earn your mark
by doing something big.
_________________________________
POPPA: For something
POPPA: For something
bigger than yourself.
_________________________________
Someday you'll all make your mark
and I can't wait to see it.
_________________________________
(BONES CRACKING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
That is how you clear a field.
Attaboy, Buck.
_________________________________
-(ARLO SCREAMING)
-(CLUCKING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
He'll figure it out. Be just fine.
_________________________________
POPPA: Go on, Buck. You earned it.
POPPA: Go on, Buck. You earned it.
_________________________________
Good job, son.
_________________________________
MOMMA: You've got it, Libby!
MOMMA: You've got it, Libby!
Just a little bit more.
_________________________________
-POPPA: Beautiful.
-You earned your mark, sweetheart.
_________________________________
(CLUCKING)
_________________________________
(ARLO SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
_________________________________
Arlo!
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
He'll get there.
_________________________________
JOY: Hey, look!
JOY: Hey, look!
The Golden Gate Bridge!
_________________________________
Isn't that great?
_________________________________
It's not made out of
solid gold like we thought,
_________________________________
which is kind of
a disappointment, but still...
_________________________________
FEAR: I sure am glad you told me
FEAR: I sure am glad you told me
earthquakes are a myth, Joy.
_________________________________
Otherwise I'd be terrified right now!
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Uh, yeah...
_________________________________
_________________________________
These are my kind of people.
_________________________________
Step on it, Daddy!
_________________________________
Why don't we just live in this smelly car?
_________________________________
We've already been in it forever.
_________________________________
Which, actually, was really lucky,
_________________________________
because that gave us
plenty of time to think about
_________________________________
what our new house is going to look like!
_________________________________
What! Let's review
the top five daydreams.
_________________________________
-Ooh! That looks safe!
-SADNESS: That one's nice.
_________________________________
Oh, this will be great for Riley!
_________________________________
JOY: Oh, no, no, no, no, this one!
JOY: Oh, no, no, no, no, this one!
_________________________________
DISGUST: Oh, Joy, for the last time,
DISGUST: Oh, Joy, for the last time,
she cannot live in a cookie.
_________________________________
ANGER: That's the one!
ANGER: That's the one!
It comes with a dragon.
_________________________________
JOY: Now we're getting close,
JOY: Now we're getting close,
I can feel it.
_________________________________
Here it is, here's our new house.
_________________________________
And...
_________________________________
Maybe it's nice on the inside.
_________________________________
(DOOR CREAKING)
_________________________________
ANGER: We're supposed to live here?
SADNESS: Do we have to?
ANGER: We're supposed to live here?
SADNESS: Do we have to?
_________________________________
DISGUST: I'm telling you,
DISGUST: I'm telling you,
it smells like something died in here.
_________________________________
Can you die from moving?
_________________________________
Guys, you're overreacting.
_________________________________
Nobody is dying...
_________________________________
-A dead mouse!
-(FEAR SCREAMS)
_________________________________
ANGER: Great. This is just great.
DISGUST: I'm gonna be sick.
ANGER: Great. This is just great.
DISGUST: I'm gonna be sick.
_________________________________
It's the house of the dead!
We're going to get rabies!
_________________________________
-Get off of me!
-(FEAR SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Hey. All through the drive,
_________________________________
Dad talked about
how cool our new room is.
_________________________________
-(FEAR SIGHS)
-Let's go check it out!
_________________________________
DISGUST: Let's go!
ANGER: It's gonna be great!
DISGUST: Let's go!
ANGER: It's gonna be great!
_________________________________
FEAR: Yes, yes, yes.
FEAR: Yes, yes, yes.
_________________________________
No, no, no, no, no.
_________________________________
DISGUST: I'm starting
DISGUST: I'm starting
to envy the dead mouse.
_________________________________
ANGER: Get out the rubber ball,
ANGER: Get out the rubber ball,
_________________________________
we're in solitary confinement.
_________________________________
Riley can't live here.
_________________________________
-She's right.
-It's the worst.
_________________________________
FEAR: Really bad.
DISGUST: It's absolutely the worst.
FEAR: Really bad.
DISGUST: It's absolutely the worst.
_________________________________
DISGUST: It's the worst place
DISGUST: It's the worst place
I've ever been in my entire life.
_________________________________
Hey, it's nothing
our butterfly curtains couldn't fix.
_________________________________
I read somewhere
that an empty room is an opportunity.
_________________________________
-Where did you read that?
-It doesn't matter.
_________________________________
I read it and it's great.
_________________________________
We'll put the bed there.
_________________________________
JOY: And the desk over there.
JOY: And the desk over there.
_________________________________
FEAR: The hockey lamp goes there.
FEAR: The hockey lamp goes there.
_________________________________
ANGER: Uh, put the chair there.
ANGER: Uh, put the chair there.
_________________________________
JOY: The trophy collection goes there.
JOY: The trophy collection goes there.
_________________________________
FEAR: Stars! I like that!
FEAR: Stars! I like that!
_________________________________
JOY: Now we're talking!
JOY: Now we're talking!
_________________________________
Let's go get our stuff
Let's go get our stuff
from the moving van!
_________________________________
The van is lost? It is the worst day ever!
_________________________________
DISGUST: That figures. The van is lost.
DISGUST: That figures. The van is lost.
_________________________________
FEAR: Mom and Dad are stressed out!
FEAR: Mom and Dad are stressed out!
_________________________________
ANGER: They're stressed out?
FEAR: What are we going to do?
ANGER: They're stressed out?
FEAR: What are we going to do?
_________________________________
-(ALL TALKING AT ONCE)
-I've got a great idea!
_________________________________
ELSA: Anna, go back to sleep.
_________________________________
_________________________________
ELSA: Anna, go back to sleep.
_________________________________
(FAIRIES GIGGLING)
_________________________________
Uh-oh, she put her hair up,
we're in for it!
_________________________________
Wait. Wh...
_________________________________
FEAR: Dad just left us.
FEAR: Dad just left us.
_________________________________
He doesn't love us anymore.
_________________________________
That's sad.
_________________________________
I should drive, right?
_________________________________
Joy?
_________________________________
What are you doing?
_________________________________
Uh, just give me one second.
_________________________________
Um, you know what I've realized?
_________________________________
Riley hasn't had lunch! Remember?
_________________________________
-Pizza? That's good.
-Yes! Pizza!
_________________________________
FEAR: What the heck is that?
JOY: Who puts broccoli on pizza?
FEAR: What the heck is that?
JOY: Who puts broccoli on pizza?
_________________________________
That's it. I'm done.
_________________________________
Congratulations, San Francisco,
_________________________________
you've ruined pizza!
_________________________________
First the Hawaiians
_________________________________
and now you!
ELSA: Go play by yourself.
_________________________________
JOY: Oh, good. Family is running.
_________________________________
(FAIRIES GIGGLING)
_________________________________ELSA: Go play by yourself.
_________________________________
JOY: Oh, good. Family is running.
_________________________________
Spitting out the car window!
_________________________________
Definitely not when Dad was singing.
_________________________________
Wearing a seat belt!
_________________________________
Oh! What about the time
with the dinosaur?
_________________________________
-Oh, that's the one.
-Definitely!
_________________________________
DAD: Say cheese!
DAD: Say cheese!
_________________________________
-Dad! Dad!
-Honey!
_________________________________
DAD: Now hold still.
MOM: The car!
DAD: Now hold still.
MOM: The car!
_________________________________
Stop! No, no, no! (GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(DAD GROANS)
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) Nice one, Joy.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Wait. What? What happened?
_________________________________
FEAR: She did something
FEAR: She did something
to the memory.
_________________________________
-What did you do?
-I just touched it.
_________________________________
-That shouldn't make it change.
-Change it back, Joy!
_________________________________
-I'm trying.
-You can't change it back?
_________________________________
-No! I guess I can't!
-Good going, Sadness.
_________________________________
Now when Riley thinks
of that moment with Dad,
_________________________________
she's gonna feel sad.
_________________________________
-Bravo.
-I'm sorry, Joy.
_________________________________
I don't really know...
_________________________________
I thought maybe if you...
_________________________________
(STAMMERING)
_________________________________
Joy, we've got a stairway coming up.
_________________________________
Just don't touch any other memories
_________________________________
until we figure out what's going on.
_________________________________
-Okay.
-JOY: All right.
_________________________________
Get ready. This is a monster railing
_________________________________
and we are riding it all the way down!
_________________________________
ANNA: This is amazing!
ANNA: This is amazing!
_________________________________
-Wait, what? What happened?
-(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
-(FEAR AND JOY GASP)
-A Core Memory!
_________________________________
Oh, no!
_________________________________
ANNA: Tickle...
ANNA: Tickle...
_________________________________
Sadness, what are you doing?
_________________________________
SADNESS: It looked like
SADNESS: It looked like
one was crooked
_________________________________
so I opened it and then it fell out.
_________________________________
ANNA: Catch me!
ANNA: Catch me!
_________________________________
I...
_________________________________
It's just that...
I wanted to maybe hold one.
_________________________________
-FEAR: Joy!
-Whoa, whoa!
_________________________________
Sadness, you nearly
touched a Core Memory.
_________________________________
And when you touch them,
we can't change them back.
_________________________________
I know. I'm sorry.
_________________________________
Something's wrong with me.
_________________________________
It's like I'm having a breakdown.
_________________________________
You're not having
a breakdown. It's stress.
_________________________________
I keep making mistakes like that.
I'm awful.
_________________________________
-No, you're not.
-And annoying.
_________________________________
(STUTTERING) You know what?
_________________________________
You can't focus on what's going wrong.
_________________________________
There's always a way to
turn things around,
_________________________________
to find the fun.
_________________________________
Yeah. Find the fun.
_________________________________
I don't know how to do that.
_________________________________
Okay. Well,
_________________________________
try to think of something funny.
_________________________________
Um... Oh!
_________________________________
Remember the funny movie
where the dog dies?
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Oh. Yeah, that's not...
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What about that time with Meg
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when Riley laughed so hard
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milk came out of her nose?
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(LAUGHING)
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Yeah. That hurt. It felt like fire.
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SADNESS: Ooh, it was awful.
SADNESS: Ooh, it was awful.
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Okay, okay, don't think of that.
Let's try something else.
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Uh, what are your favorite things to do?
_________________________________
My favorite?
_________________________________
Um... Well, I like it when we're outside.
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That's good. Like there's
the beach and sunshine.
_________________________________
Oh! Like that time
_________________________________
we buried Dad
in the sand up to his neck.
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SADNESS: I was thinking more like rain.
SADNESS: I was thinking more like rain.
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Rain? Rain is my favorite, too!
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We can stomp around in puddles.
We can stomp around in puddles.
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JOY: You know, there's cool umbrellas,
JOY: You know, there's cool umbrellas,
lightning storms.
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SADNESS: More like when
SADNESS: More like when
the rain runs down our back
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and makes our shoes soggy.
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And we get all cold, shivery, and
_________________________________
everything just starts
feeling droopy. (CRYING)
_________________________________
Oh, hey, hey. Hey, easy.
_________________________________
Why are you crying?
_________________________________
It's just like really the opposite
of what we're going for here.
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Crying helps me slow down and obsess
_________________________________
over the weight of life's problems.
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(JOY SIGHS)
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You know what? Let's, uh,
_________________________________
think about something else. (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
How about we read
some mind manuals, huh?
_________________________________
-Sounds fun.
-I've read most of them.
_________________________________
Well, have you read this one?
This seems interesting.
_________________________________
"Long Term Memory Retrieval,
Volume 47"?
_________________________________
-No.
-Ooh, a real page-turner!
_________________________________
"Long Term Memory data selection
_________________________________
"via channel subgrouping"?
_________________________________
See? Fun already! Oh, you lucky dog.
_________________________________
You're reading these cool things.
_________________________________
I got to go work. Life is so unfair.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
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(BELL DINGS)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
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Mi amor, so many ladies
have tried and failed...
_________________________________
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to strap a saddle on Sid the stallion.
_________________________________
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(MIMICS HORSE NEIGHING)
_________________________________
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But I want to share everything with you.
_________________________________
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You're the wind beneath my fleas,
_________________________________
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the algae of my eye.
_________________________________
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Will you be my mate for life?
_________________________________
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(KISSING)
_________________________________
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-FRANCINE: Sidney?
-Mmm?
_________________________________
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Sidney, where are you?
_________________________________
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(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Francine.
_________________________________
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I need to ask...
_________________________________
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Ow!
_________________________________
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I need to ask you something.
_________________________________
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Will you marry...
_________________________________
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Sid, I'm gonna stop you right there.
_________________________________
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I'm breaking up with you.
_________________________________
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What? But I planned our whole future!
_________________________________
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Our wedding.
_________________________________
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Our kids.
_________________________________
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(IN HIGH-PITCHED VOICE) Mommy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Our burial plots.
_________________________________
_________________________________
How you doing?
_________________________________
SID: I even hired a band.
_________________________________
SID: I even hired a band.
_________________________________
-Hey!
-(MARIACHI MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
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No, no. Not yet!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Are you crazy?
We've only had one date.
_________________________________
We've only had one date.
_________________________________
It lasted 14 minutes!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Yes, but it felt like 20.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Ugh!
_________________________________
_________________________________
I can't! A ring?
_________________________________
_________________________________
I mean, I like the ring, but no.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I can't. You're too clingy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
How is this clingy? (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
And by the way,
_________________________________
_________________________________
you look nothing like
your profile picture.
your profile picture.
_________________________________
Francine, you gotta start dating
_________________________________
_________________________________
outside of your species.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Franny, we can work this out.
Is this about the bikini? Ow!
_________________________________
_________________________________
I didn't know it was poison ivy.
_________________________________
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(SOBBING)
_________________________________
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(BLOWING NOSE)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh! Uh-oh.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Franny. Franny, help!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(BOTH SCREAM)
-Somebody.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Is it the eyes that hurt...
_________________________________
_________________________________
or my soul?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Ow!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Definitely the eyes.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(CHITTERING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Ah, women!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Yeah, women.
_________________________________
_________________________________
What about them?
_________________________________
_________________________________
I don't get 'em. (WHISTLES)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Like, Ellie. Life's great with her.
_________________________________
_________________________________
There's no surprises.
Nothing ever changes.
_________________________________
_________________________________
But then, today, she giggled.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Does Shira ever just giggle?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Please don't eat me!
_________________________________
_________________________________
(ROARS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Uh... Shira's not a big giggler.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Well, Ellie giggled.
_________________________________
_________________________________
And then she wiggled.
_________________________________
_________________________________
"Tee hee hee hee." Boom!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Don't ever do that again.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I have no idea
why she's acting so weird.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Women.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Women.
-Women.
_________________________________
SID: Hello?
_________________________________
SID: Hello?
_________________________________
And speaking of weird.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Anybody there? Oh!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Marco? Polo?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, hi, Manny.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Ew! Your breath is awful.
_________________________________
_________________________________
What happened to you?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, nothing. Everything's great.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Fabulous. Zippity-dippity.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Okay, let me guess. She dumped you.
_________________________________
_________________________________
What is wrong with me?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Everybody has somebody.
_________________________________
_________________________________
And all I've got is my boyish good looks
_________________________________
_________________________________
and this mariachi band.
_________________________________
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-(ALL WHOOPING)
-(MARIACHI MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
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(SOBBING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BLOWS NOSE)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh! So itchy!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Come on. Let's get you cleaned up.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Ahh!
_________________________________
(MUFFLED STRUGGLING)
_________________________________
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(BANGING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
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(SIGHS)
_________________________________
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(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
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Whoa!
_________________________________
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-(SCREAMS)
-(ALARM BLARING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
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(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
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(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(MUFFLED SCREAM)
_________________________________
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(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
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(SIGHS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GROANING)
(CLUCKING)
_________________________________
All right, you cluckers,
you're about to get fed.
_________________________________
-BUCK: Arlo.
-Huh?
_________________________________
-Come here.
-Buck! What happened?
_________________________________
I came to help you with your chores.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
And then they attacked.
_________________________________
-You're gonna be okay.
-Tell Momma I love her.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
I see a light.
_________________________________
(EXHALES)
_________________________________
I'll go get help!
_________________________________
-(CLUCKING)
-(YELLING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Oh, you should see your face!
_________________________________
I should've known! (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-Always got to mess me up.
-Me?
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
You mess up your chores
and everyone else's.
_________________________________
(ARLO GASPS)
_________________________________
-You're such a coward.
-POPPA: Buck!
_________________________________
I ain't a coward.
And I'm gonna make my mark.
_________________________________
Just like you, and Libby, and everyone!
_________________________________
You will, darling.
You just need a little more time.
_________________________________
Forget it. I didn't even want
that dumb mark anyway.
_________________________________
I got an idea.
_________________________________
For the first part of the plot, go to: The Emperor's New Groove - Subtitles (en)
________
Imagining in October 2016
Piston Cup winner, Chick Hicks here
_________________________________
with the racer taking the circuit...
by storm. Jackson Storm.
by storm. Jackson Storm.
_________________________________
Another easy win over old "Ka-chow".
Or should I say, "Caboose"?
_________________________________
Because he's always in the back.
Am I right?
Am I right?
_________________________________
No, no, no, Chick.
McQueen is a crafty veteran champ.
McQueen is a crafty veteran champ.
_________________________________
He's the elder statesman of the sport.
You know?
You know?
_________________________________
Takes everything I got to beat him.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) You got to be kidding me.
_________________________________
(REPORTERS CLAMORING)
_________________________________
REPORTER 1: What changes
are you gonna make
_________________________________
to get McQueen back on top?
are you gonna make
_________________________________
to get McQueen back on top?
_________________________________
REPORTER 2: Will McQueen try
new training methods?
new training methods?
_________________________________
REPORTER 3: Is he prepared to retire?
_________________________________
Come on, guys. Let's not overreact.
_________________________________
It's just a slump.
_________________________________
We'll get 'em next week.
_________________________________
Okay, that's enough. No comment.
_________________________________
Not even about Weathers retiring?
_________________________________
Wait. What?
_________________________________
Cal Weathers.
He's hanging up his Lightyears.
He's hanging up his Lightyears.
_________________________________
No. No comment on that either.
_________________________________
REPORTER 3: Wait a minute.
_________________________________
Please, come on.
You got to give us something.
_________________________________
Please, come on.
You got to give us something.
_________________________________
Hey, Cal! Hey.
_________________________________
Retirement? What's going on?
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
You know, I asked my uncle once
_________________________________
how I'd know when it was time to stop.
_________________________________
You know what he said?
_________________________________
The youngsters will tell you.
_________________________________
We had some good times together.
_________________________________
I'm gonna miss that the most I think.
_________________________________
Yeah.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Did you hear Dad?
He sounded really upset.
_________________________________
-(VEHICLE PASSING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
What was that?
Was it a bear? It's a bear!
_________________________________
There are no bears in San Francisco.
_________________________________
I saw a really hairy guy.
He looked like a bear.
_________________________________
Oh, I'm so jumpy. My nerves are shot.
_________________________________
Ew! I don't want to
hear about your nerves.
_________________________________
I'll tell you what it is.
This move has been a bust.
_________________________________
FEAR: That's what I've been
FEAR: That's what I've been
telling you guys!
_________________________________
There are at least 37 things for
Riley to be scared of right now.
_________________________________
The smell alone is
enough to make her gag.
_________________________________
ANGER: I can't believe
ANGER: I can't believe
Mom and Dad moved us here!
_________________________________
Look, I get it. You guys have concerns.
_________________________________
But we've been through worse!
_________________________________
Tell you what,
let's make a list of all the things
_________________________________
Riley should be happy about.
_________________________________
Fine. Let's see, this house stinks,
our room stinks.
_________________________________
-Pizza is weird here.
-Our friends are back home.
_________________________________
And all of our stuff is in the missing van!
_________________________________
Oh, come on. It could be worse.
_________________________________
Yeah, Joy. We could be
lying on the dirty floor. In a bag.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Okay, I admit it, we had a rough start.
_________________________________
But think of all the good things that...
_________________________________
No, Joy. There's
absolutely no reason for Riley
_________________________________
to be happy right now.
_________________________________
Let us handle this.
_________________________________
I say we skip school tomorrow
_________________________________
and lock ourselves in the bedroom.
_________________________________
We have no clean clothes.
I mean, no one should see us.
_________________________________
Yeah, we could cry
until we can't breathe.
_________________________________
We should lock the door
and scream that curse word we know.
_________________________________
-It's a good one!
-Now hold on!
_________________________________
Look, we all have our off days.
_________________________________
You know...
_________________________________
The Mom bad news train is pulling in.
_________________________________
Toot-toot!
_________________________________
Toot-toot-toot!
_________________________________
I rest my case!
_________________________________
Now for a few
well-placed withering scowls.
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
Whoa.
_________________________________
JOY: Well.
JOY: Well.
_________________________________
Well, you can't argue with Mom.
Happy it is.
_________________________________
Team Happy! Sounds great!
_________________________________
Totally behind you, Joy.
_________________________________
Looks like we're going into REM.
_________________________________
I got Dream Duty, so I'll take care
_________________________________
of sending these to Long Term.
_________________________________
JOY: Great day today, guys!
JOY: Great day today, guys!
_________________________________
-Oh, sleep well, Team Happy!
-(ALL TALKING AT ONCE)
_________________________________
All right,
what's on tonight, Dream Production?
_________________________________
(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
(TIRES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
Well, this is it. The new place.
_________________________________
(THUNDER CRASHING)
_________________________________
(VOICES MOANING)
_________________________________
Come live with me, Riley. (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Somebody order a broccoli pizza?
_________________________________
-Eat me!
-I'm organic!
_________________________________
(SIGHS) No! Who is in charge
of programming down there?
_________________________________
I know I'm not supposed to do this, but...
_________________________________
We are not going to
end the day like this.
_________________________________
(RILEY LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Don't you worry.
_________________________________
I'm gonna make sure
that tomorrow is another great day.
_________________________________
I promise.
_________________________________
(RILEY GIGGLES)
________
Imagining in October 2016
POPPA: (WHISPERING)
Arlo. Arlo. Wake up.
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
Come with me.
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
-(OWL HOOTING IN THE DISTANCE)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
-(WHISPERING) Where are we going?
-You'll see.
_________________________________
Okay, now take a walk out there.
_________________________________
-By myself?
-Go on.
_________________________________
-(INSECT CHIRPING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Poppa. Poppa.
_________________________________
Calm down. Breathe.
_________________________________
(BLOWS AIR)
_________________________________
-(CHIRPING)
-Oh.
_________________________________
Sometimes you got to
get through your fear
_________________________________
to see the beauty on the other side.
_________________________________
Wow.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
POPPA: I got a new job
POPPA: I got a new job
for you tomorrow.
_________________________________
That is if you still
want to make your mark.
_________________________________
(ENERGETIC MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
Hello! Did I wake you?
_________________________________
-ANGER: Do you have to play that?
-Well, I have to practice.
_________________________________
And I don't think of it as playing
so much as hugging.
_________________________________
Okay, first day of school!
_________________________________
Very, very exciting.
_________________________________
I was up late last night
figuring out a new plan.
_________________________________
-Here it is! Fear.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
I need a list of all the possible
_________________________________
negative outcomes
on the first day at a new school.
_________________________________
Way ahead of you there. Does anyone
know how to spell "meteor"?
_________________________________
Disgust. Make sure
Riley stands out today.
_________________________________
But also blends in.
_________________________________
When I'm through,
Riley will look so good,
_________________________________
the other kids will
look at their own outfits and barf.
_________________________________
"Joy." "Yes, Joy?"
_________________________________
"You'll be in charge of the console,
_________________________________
"keeping Riley happy all day long.
_________________________________
"And may I add I love
your dress? It's adorable."
_________________________________
"Oh, this old thing? Thank you so much.
_________________________________
"I love the way it twirls."
_________________________________
-(TRAIN HORN BLOWS)
-Train of Thought! Right on schedule.
_________________________________
(TRAIN HONKS HORN)
_________________________________
Anger. Unload the daydreams.
_________________________________
I ordered extra
in case things get slow in class.
_________________________________
It might come in handy.
If this new school is full of
_________________________________
boring, useless classes.
Which it probably will be.
_________________________________
Oh. Sadness. I have
a super important job just for you.
_________________________________
-Really?
-Mmm-hmm. Follow me.
_________________________________
-What are you doing?
-And there. Perfect!
_________________________________
This is the circle of Sadness.
_________________________________
Your job is to make sure that
_________________________________
all the Sadness stays inside of it.
_________________________________
So you want me to just stand here?
_________________________________
Hey, it's not my place to
tell you how to do your job.
_________________________________
Just make sure that all the Sadness
_________________________________
stays in the circle!
_________________________________
See? You're a pro at this! Isn't this fun?
_________________________________
-No.
-Atta girl.
_________________________________
All right, everyone, fresh start.
_________________________________
We are gonna have a good day,
which will turn into a good week,
_________________________________
which will turn into a good year,
_________________________________
which turns into a good life!
_________________________________
The dang wilderness critter's
coming over the fence, eating our food,
_________________________________
and I've had it up to my snout.
_________________________________
If this keeps up, we won't have
enough food to survive the winter.
_________________________________
That's why
you are gonna catch that critter.
_________________________________
ELSA: Hi, I'm Olaf,
and I like warm hugs.
_________________________________
_________________________________
ELSA: Hi, I'm Olaf,
and I like warm hugs.
_________________________________
(FAIRIES GIGGLING)
_________________________________
Then along comes a critter...
_________________________________
(MUFFLED) And this is how
you're gonna finish the job.
_________________________________
(GULPS)
_________________________________
When that critter's taken care of,
_________________________________
you'll put your mark on the silo
right next to mine.
_________________________________
Mom and Dad? With us in public?
No thank you.
_________________________________
Uh... I'm on it!
_________________________________
I'll take care of the critter, Poppa.
It won't stand a chance.
_________________________________
ANNA: I love you, Olaf!
ANNA: I love you, Olaf!
_________________________________
_________________________________
_________________________________
(HORSE WHINNYING)
_________________________________
(PEOPLE CHATTING)
_________________________________
Hmm. Uh-uh.
_________________________________
You leave town for a couple of decades,
and they change everything.
_________________________________
Excuse me, gentlemen, I'm looking for
the palace of justice. Would you...
_________________________________
Mmm. I guess not.
_________________________________
(CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)
_________________________________
(GYPSY MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
Ah! (GIGGLING)
_________________________________
Stay away, child. They're gypsies.
They'll steal us blind.
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GOAT BLEATING)
_________________________________
All right, gypsy.
_________________________________
-Where'd ya get the money?
-For your information, I earned it.
_________________________________
-Gypsies don't earn money.
-They steal it.
_________________________________
You'd know a lot about stealing.
_________________________________
Troublemaker, eh?
_________________________________
Maybe a day in the stocks
will cool ya down.
_________________________________
-Oof!
-(GROANS)
_________________________________
Come back here, gypsy!
_________________________________
-(HORSE WHINNYING)
-(MEN GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Achilles, sit.
_________________________________
Hey! Whoa!
_________________________________
Oh, dear, I'm sorry.
_________________________________
Naughty horse! Naughty!
_________________________________
He's just impossible.
Really, I can't take him anywhere.
_________________________________
Get this thing off me!
_________________________________
-I'll teach you a lesson, peasant!
-(CROWD GASPS)
_________________________________
You were saying, Lieutenant?
_________________________________
(STAMMERING) Oh, Captain!
_________________________________
-(CLANGING)
-Ow!
_________________________________
At your service, sir!
_________________________________
I know you have a lot
on your mind right now,
_________________________________
but the palace of justice?
_________________________________
-Make way for the captain!
-Go on, make way!
_________________________________
SOLDIER 1: Make way!
SOLDIER 1: Make way!
_________________________________
Everybody out of the way!
_________________________________
SOLDIER 2: You,
SOLDIER 2: You,
make way for the captain!
_________________________________
SOLDIER 1: Make way!
SOLDIER 2: Make way, now!
SOLDIER 1: Make way!
SOLDIER 2: Make way, now!
_________________________________
-Come on, boy. Achilles, heel!
-(HORSE SNORTING)
_________________________________
(WHIP CRACKING)
_________________________________
-FROLLO: Stop.
-Sir?
_________________________________
Ease up. Wait between lashes.
_________________________________
Otherwise the old sting
will dull him to the new.
_________________________________
Yes, sir.
_________________________________
Ah, so this is the gallant
Captain Phoebus, home from the wars.
_________________________________
Reporting for duty, as ordered, sir.
_________________________________
Your service record
precedes you, Phoebus.
_________________________________
I expect nothing but the best
from a war hero of your caliber.
_________________________________
And you shall have it, sir. I guarantee it.
_________________________________
Yes.
_________________________________
You know, my last captain of the guard
was a bit of a disappointment to me.
_________________________________
-(WHIP CRACKS)
-(MAN SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Well, no matter.
I'm sure you'll whip my men into shape.
_________________________________
(STAMMERING) Uh, thank you.
It's a tremendous honor, sir.
_________________________________
FROLLO: You've come to Paris
FROLLO: You've come to Paris
in her darkest hour, Captain.
_________________________________
It will take a firm hand
to save the weak-minded
_________________________________
-from being so easily misled.
-Misled, sir?
_________________________________
-Look, Captain. Gypsies.
-(GYPSY MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
The gypsies live outside
the normal order.
_________________________________
Their heathen ways inflame
the people's lowest instincts.
_________________________________
And they must be stopped.
_________________________________
I was summoned from the wars
_________________________________
to capture fortune tellers
and palm readers?
_________________________________
Oh, the real war, Captain,
is what you see before you.
_________________________________
For 20 years, I have been
taking care of the gypsies,
_________________________________
one by one.
_________________________________
And yet, for all my success,
they have thrived.
_________________________________
I believe they have a safe haven
within the walls of this very city.
_________________________________
A nest, if you will.
_________________________________
They call it the court of miracles.
_________________________________
What are we going to do about it, sir?
_________________________________
You make your point quite vividly, sir.
_________________________________
You know, I like you, Captain. Shall we?
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
Oh, duty calls.
_________________________________
Have you ever attended
a peasant festival, Captain?
_________________________________
Not recently, sir.
_________________________________
Then this should be
quite an education for you.
_________________________________
Come along.
_________________________________
(FANFARE)
_________________________________
CROWD: (SINGING) Come, one
_________________________________
Come, all
_________________________________
Leaves your looms and milking stools
_________________________________
Coop the hens and pen the mules
_________________________________
Come, one
_________________________________
Come, all
_________________________________
Close the churches and the schools
_________________________________
It's the day for breaking rules
_________________________________
(YELLING)
_________________________________
Come and join the Feast Of Fools
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(SINGING) Once a year we throw
a party here in town
_________________________________
Once a year we turn
all Paris upside-down
_________________________________
Every man's a king
and every king's a clown
_________________________________
Once again it's topsy-turvy day
_________________________________
It's the day the devil in us gets released
_________________________________
It's the day we mock the prig
and shock the priest
_________________________________
Everything is topsy-turvy
at the Feast of Fools
_________________________________
CROWD: Topsy-turvy
_________________________________
-CLOPIN: Everything is upsy-daisy
-Topsy-turvy
_________________________________
CLOPIN: Everyone is acting crazy
CLOPIN: Everyone is acting crazy
_________________________________
Dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet
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(WOMEN SQUEAKING)
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That's the way on topsy-turvy day
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
Hey! Are you all right?
_________________________________
I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.
_________________________________
Well, you're not hurt, are you?
Here, here, let's see.
_________________________________
-No, no! No!
-There.
_________________________________
-(BLEATS DISGUSTEDLY)
- See? No harm done.
_________________________________
Just try to be a little more careful.
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(STUTTERING) I will.
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By the way, great mask.
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CROWD: Topsy-turvy
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CLOPIN: Beat the drums
CLOPIN: Beat the drums
and blow the trumpets
_________________________________
CROWD: Topsy-turvy
_________________________________
CLOPIN: Join the bums
CLOPIN: Join the bums
and thieves and strumpets
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QUASIMODO: Whoa!
QUASIMODO: Whoa!
_________________________________
Streaming in from Chartres to Calais
_________________________________
Scurvy knaves are extra scurvy
on the sixth of Januervy
_________________________________
All because it's topsy-turvy day
_________________________________
Come, one
_________________________________
Come, all
_________________________________
Hurry, hurry
Here's your chance
_________________________________
See the mystery and romance
_________________________________
Come, one
Come, all
_________________________________
See the finest girl in France
_________________________________
Make an entrance to entrance
_________________________________
Dance la Esmeralda
_________________________________
Dance
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(GYPSY MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
-Look at that disgusting display.
-Yes, sir.
_________________________________
(CROWD CLAMORING)
_________________________________
(CROWD WHOOPING)
_________________________________
And now, ladies and gentlemen,
the piéce de résistance!
_________________________________
(SINGING) Here it is
The moment you've been waiting for
_________________________________
Here it is
You know exactly what's in store
_________________________________
Now's the time we laugh
until our side get sore
_________________________________
Now's the time
we crown the king of fools
_________________________________
You all remember last year's king
_________________________________
-(CROWD CHEERING)
-(BELCHING)
_________________________________
So make a face that's
horrible and frightening
_________________________________
Make a face that's gruesome
as a gargoyle's wing
_________________________________
Hey!
_________________________________
For the face that's ugliest
will be the king of fools
_________________________________
Why?
_________________________________
CROWD: Topsy-turvy
_________________________________
CLOPIN: Ugly folks forget your shyness
CLOPIN: Ugly folks forget your shyness
_________________________________
CROWD: Topsy-turvy
_________________________________
You could soon be called
your highness
_________________________________
CROWD: Put your foulest
features on display
_________________________________
Be the king of topsy-turvy day
_________________________________
(CROWD BOOING)
_________________________________
-Bleah!
-(BOOING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
-(MEN GRUNTING)
-(GOAT BLEATING)
_________________________________
-(GASPING)
-(CROWD SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-That's no mask.
-It's his face!
_________________________________
WOMAN: He's hideous!
_________________________________
It's the bell ringer from Notre Dame!
_________________________________
(CROWD MURMURING)
_________________________________
(CROWD GASPING)
_________________________________
Oh! Oh! Oh!
_________________________________
Ladies and gentlemen, don't panic.
_________________________________
We asked for the ugliest face in Paris,
and here it is!
_________________________________
Quasimodo,
the hunchback of Notre Dame!
_________________________________
(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________
CLOPIN: Everybody!
CLOPIN: Everybody!
_________________________________
CROWD: (SINGING) Once a year
we throw a party
_________________________________
-Here in town
-CLOPIN: Hail to the king
_________________________________
CROWD: Once a year
we turn all Paris upside-down
_________________________________
(CLOPIN LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Oh, what a king
_________________________________
CROWD: Once a year
the ugliest will wear a crown
_________________________________
CLOPIN: Girls, give a kiss.
CLOPIN: Girls, give a kiss.
_________________________________
We never had a king like this
_________________________________
And it's the day we do
the things that we deplore
_________________________________
On the other three hundred
and sixty-four
_________________________________
Once a year we love to drop in
where the beer is never stopping
_________________________________
For the chance to pop some popinjay
_________________________________
And pick a king who put the "top"
_________________________________
In topsy-turvy
_________________________________
Topsy-turvy
Mad-and-crazy upsy-daisy
_________________________________
Topsy-turvy day
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
-(WHOOPING)
-(HORN BLOWING)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHANTING)
_________________________________
ALL: Quasimodo! Quasimodo!
_________________________________
You think he's ugly now? Watch this.
_________________________________
-ALL: Quasimodo!
-(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(ALL GASPING)
_________________________________
Now that's ugly!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
Hail to the king!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
SOLDIER: Bon appétit!
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(ALL LAUGHING)
_________________________________
MAN: Where are you goin', hunchback?
_________________________________
The fun's just beginning.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(CHOKING)
_________________________________
(ALL LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
(ROARING)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
(MOANING)
_________________________________
Master!
_________________________________
Master, please, help me!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
Sir, request permission
to stop this cruelty.
_________________________________
In a moment, Captain.
A lesson needs to be learned here.
_________________________________
(CROWD GASPING)
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
What are you doing, you bug?
_________________________________
Get out of here.
_________________________________
Huh! Move along, leaf. Move along.
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
What are you doing, you bug?
_________________________________
Get out of here.
_________________________________
Huh! Move along, leaf. Move along.
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
Don't be afraid.
_________________________________
I'm sorry.
_________________________________
This wasn't supposed to happen.
_________________________________
You! Gypsy girl!
_________________________________
Get down at once!
_________________________________
Yes, your honor.
Just as soon as I free this poor creature.
_________________________________
I forbid it!
_________________________________
How dare you defy me?
_________________________________
You mistreat this poor boy
the same way you mistreat my people.
_________________________________
You speak of justice, yet you are cruel
to those most in need of your help.
_________________________________
-Silence!
-Justice!
_________________________________
(CROWD MURMURING)
_________________________________
Mark my words, gypsy.
You will pay for this insolence.
_________________________________
Then it appears
we've crowned the wrong fool.
_________________________________
The only fool I see is you!
_________________________________
-(SPUTTERING)
-(CROWD LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Captain Phoebus, arrest her.
_________________________________
(SNAPS FINGERS)
_________________________________
(HORSE WHINNIES)
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-(GROWLING INCOHERENTLY)
-(ARLO SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(GASPING NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
You're dead, critter.
_________________________________
(INHALES DEEPLY)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-(GROWLING INCOHERENTLY)
-(ARLO SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(GASPING NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
You're dead, critter.
_________________________________
(INHALES DEEPLY)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
Now, let's see.
_________________________________
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine.
_________________________________
So there's ten of you and one of me.
What's a poor girl to do?
_________________________________
(WEEPING)
_________________________________
-(BLOWS NOSE)
-(EXPLOSION)
_________________________________
Witchcraft!
_________________________________
ESMERALDA: Oh, boys. Over here.
ESMERALDA: Oh, boys. Over here.
_________________________________
(CROWD GASPING)
_________________________________
SOLDIER 1: There she is!
SOLDIER 2: Get her!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(SOLDIERS GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(CRASHING)
_________________________________
(SOLDIERS GROANING)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(BLEATING)
_________________________________
(ALL SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
I'm free! I'm free! Ooh!
_________________________________
Dang it.
_________________________________
SOLDIER: Whoa! Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(HORSE WHINNYING)
_________________________________
What a woman.
_________________________________
(HORSE WHINNYING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(DRUM ROLL)
_________________________________
(FANFARE)
_________________________________
Okay. You're free.
_________________________________
What are you doing? Just leave! Flee!
_________________________________
Stay back! Go! Whoa.
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Arlo!
_________________________________
Why'd you let it go?
_________________________________
It was biting, and coming at me,
and screeching, and...
_________________________________
You had a job to do.
_________________________________
Okay. You're free.
_________________________________
What are you doing? Just leave! Flee!
_________________________________
Stay back! Go! Whoa.
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Arlo!
_________________________________
Why'd you let it go?
_________________________________
It was biting, and coming at me,
and screeching, and...
_________________________________
You had a job to do.
_________________________________
Find her, Captain. I want her alive.
_________________________________
Yes, sir. Seal off the area, men.
_________________________________
Find the gypsy girl
and do not harm her.
_________________________________
I'm sorry, Master.
I will never disobey you again.
_________________________________
-(CROWD MURMURING)
-MAN: Stand back. Stand back.
_________________________________
WOMAN: Oh, he's hideous.
_________________________________
You got to get over your fear, Arlo,
or you won't survive out here.
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
Come on.
_________________________________
We're gonna finish your job right now.
_________________________________
-Out there?
-Get over.
_________________________________
(RATTLING)
But, Poppa, what if we get lost?
_________________________________
As long as you can find the river,
you can find your way home.
_________________________________
What do you see?
_________________________________
ARLO: Uh, tracks?
_________________________________
And they're washing out,
we got to move!
_________________________________
POPPA: We're losing it!
_________________________________
(ARLO GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Arlo, keep moving!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Poppa, wait.
_________________________________
Arlo, what did I say about keeping...
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
It's okay.
_________________________________
It's okay, Arlo. I'm sorry.
_________________________________
I just wanted you
to get through your fear.
_________________________________
I know you have it in you.
_________________________________
But I'm not like you.
_________________________________
You're me and more.
_________________________________
-(THUNDER RUMBLING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
I think we went far enough today.
_________________________________
Storm's getting worse.
Let's get you home.
_________________________________
(GUSHING)
_________________________________
Arlo, move!
_________________________________
Run, Arlo!
_________________________________
Poppa!
_________________________________
Poppa! Poppa! Poppa!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(GASPS) Momma!
_________________________________
If we don't get this harvest in
before the first snow,
_________________________________
we won't have enough food for winter.
_________________________________
I know it's hard without Poppa,
but I need you to do more, Arlo.
_________________________________
Don't worry, Momma.
I won't let us starve.
_________________________________
You're a good son.
_________________________________You got to get over your fear, Arlo,
or you won't survive out here.
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
Come on.
_________________________________
We're gonna finish your job right now.
_________________________________
-Out there?
-Get over.
_________________________________
(RATTLING)
_________________________________
SOLDIER: You, there, get away!
Move on.
_________________________________But, Poppa, what if we get lost?
_________________________________
As long as you can find the river,
you can find your way home.
_________________________________
What do you see?
_________________________________
ARLO: Uh, tracks?
_________________________________
And they're washing out,
we got to move!
_________________________________
POPPA: We're losing it!
_________________________________
(ARLO GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Arlo, keep moving!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Poppa, wait.
_________________________________
Arlo, what did I say about keeping...
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
It's okay.
_________________________________
It's okay, Arlo. I'm sorry.
_________________________________
I just wanted you
to get through your fear.
_________________________________
I know you have it in you.
_________________________________
But I'm not like you.
_________________________________
You're me and more.
_________________________________
-(THUNDER RUMBLING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
I think we went far enough today.
_________________________________
Storm's getting worse.
Let's get you home.
_________________________________
(GUSHING)
_________________________________
Arlo, move!
_________________________________
Run, Arlo!
_________________________________
Poppa!
_________________________________
Poppa! Poppa! Poppa!
_________________________________
________
Imagining in November 2016
__________________________________________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(GASPS) Momma!
_________________________________
If we don't get this harvest in
before the first snow,
_________________________________
we won't have enough food for winter.
_________________________________
I know it's hard without Poppa,
but I need you to do more, Arlo.
_________________________________
Don't worry, Momma.
I won't let us starve.
_________________________________
You're a good son.
NATALIE CERTAIN:
More changes ahead, Chick.
_________________________________
Every week we've seen
veteran racers either retire...
_________________________________
like Cal Weathers tonight,
_________________________________
or fired to make room
for these younger...
_________________________________
faster racers.
And, it's not over yet.
_________________________________
faster racers.
And, it's not over yet.
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Hello racing fans.
_________________________________
Welcome to the Los Angeles 500.
_________________________________
The final race of the Piston Cup season.
_________________________________
It's been a year of surprises...
_________________________________
BRICK: They can't do this.
I've raced for you guys almost 10 years.
I've raced for you guys almost 10 years.
_________________________________
Sorry, Brick. My mind's made up.
_________________________________
I'm giving your number to someone new.
_________________________________
Hey, I had two wins last year!
_________________________________
SPONSOR: The whole sport's changing.
I'm just doing what I got to do.
_________________________________
Hey, do you know what's
happening with Brick... Oh!
_________________________________
-Wait, you're not Bobby.
-(ENGINE REVS)
-(ENGINE REVS)
_________________________________
The name's Danny, bro.
FEAR: Are you sure we want to do this?
_________________________________
JOY: In we go!
FEAR: Okay! Going in! Yes!
_________________________________
DUSTY: Hey, Propwash Tower,
this is Crophopper Seven.
_________________________________
Flight of two, ready for takeoff.
Flight of two, ready for takeoff.
_________________________________
Crophopper Seven, Propwash Tower.
_________________________________
Crophopper Seven, Propwash Tower.
_________________________________
Wind's calm. Runway
two-seven clear for takeoff.
_________________________________
Have a great flight, fellas.
_________________________________
Have a great flight, fellas.
_________________________________
Crophopper Seven flight, on the roll.
_________________________________FEAR: Are you sure we want to do this?
_________________________________
JOY: In we go!
FEAR: Okay! Going in! Yes!
_________________________________
Hey, champ,
where'd all your friends go?
where'd all your friends go?
_________________________________
CUTLASS: A final check of his tires
CUTLASS: A final check of his tires
as Storm settles into the pole position.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Boogity, boogity, boogity.
DARRELL: Boogity, boogity, boogity.
Let's end this season with a great race.
_________________________________
(ENGINES REVVING)
_________________________________
That's it, buddy!
_________________________________
DISGUST: Okay, we've got
DISGUST: Okay, we've got
a group of cool girls at two o'clock.
_________________________________
-How do you know?
-Double ears pierced,
_________________________________
infinity scarf.
_________________________________
JOY: Whoa. Is she
JOY: Whoa. Is she
wearing eye shadow?
_________________________________
-Yeah, we want to be friends with them.
-Let's go talk to them!
_________________________________
Are you kidding?
We're not talking to them.
_________________________________
We want them to like us.
_________________________________
Oh. Yeah. Wait, what?
_________________________________
Almost finished
with the potential disasters.
_________________________________
Worst scenario is either quicksand,
_________________________________
spontaneous combustion,
_________________________________
or getting called on by the teacher.
_________________________________
So as long as none of those happen...
_________________________________
NATALIE CERTAIN: Forty laps to go
NATALIE CERTAIN: Forty laps to go
and race leader, Jackson Storm...
_________________________________
is making his way onto pit road
with McQueen on his tail.
with McQueen on his tail.
_________________________________
Are you kidding me? Out of the gate?
_________________________________
This is not happening!
_________________________________This is not happening!
A good stop here could mean the
difference between victory and defeat.
_________________________________
No! Pretend we can't speak English.
_________________________________
Don't worry. I got this.
Come on, come on. Come on!
Faster, Guido, come on.
_________________________________
I got to get back out there
before he does.
before he does.
_________________________________
-Guido, hurry up!
-(WHIRRING)
-(WHIRRING)
_________________________________
-(GUIDO SPEAKING ITALIAN)
-(TIRES SQUEALING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
She's hilarious!
_________________________________
DARRELL: What a pit stop
DARRELL: What a pit stop
by McQueen!
_________________________________
Man, he just got the lead!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: But can he hold on to it?
CUTLASS: But can he hold on to it?
_________________________________
SKIPPER: Snap into those turns.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Tighten it up.
_________________________________
_________________________________
There you go.
_________________________________
Now let's work that vertical!
_________________________________Now let's work that vertical!
-(PANTING)
-Hey, McQueen, are you all right?
_________________________________
Listen, don't you worry, pal.
_________________________________
You had a good run.
Enjoy your retirement!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Storm takes back the lead!
CUTLASS: Storm takes back the lead!
_________________________________
-Hey, what gives?
-Wait, what?
_________________________________
Hey, Sadness! You touched
a memory? We talked about this.
_________________________________
Oh, yeah, I know. I'm sorry.
_________________________________
Get back in your circle.
(SIGHS) What's going on?
_________________________________
-Why won't it eject?
-Get it out of there, Joy.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Unbelievable!
DARRELL: Unbelievable!
McQueen is fading!
_________________________________
McQueen is fading! Fading fast!
_________________________________
Cool kids whispering at three o'clock!
_________________________________
FEAR: Did you see that look?
JOY: Oh, no.
FEAR: Did you see that look?
JOY: Oh, no.
_________________________________
They're judging us!
_________________________________
(ALL STRAINING)
_________________________________
JOY: Somebody help me!
JOY: Somebody help me!
Grab that... Everybody put...
_________________________________
Oh, no! We're crying! At school!
_________________________________
What? Sadness! What are you doing?
_________________________________
Oh, no! Oh, I'm sorry!
_________________________________
JOY: Huh?
JOY: Huh?
_________________________________
FEAR: (GASPS) It's a Core Memory!
FEAR: (GASPS) It's a Core Memory!
_________________________________
But it's blue.
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
No! Wait! Stop it! No! Ah! No!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
No. No! No! No!
_________________________________
no!
_________________________________
(McQUEEN PANTING)
_________________________________
Joy, no.
_________________________________
-That's a Core Memory!
-Hey!
_________________________________
-Joy, wait!
-Stop it! Let go!
_________________________________
FEAR: Ah! The Core Memories!
FEAR: Ah! The Core Memories!
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
No, no, no, no!
_________________________________
(ENGINE SPUTTERING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(ALARM PULSING RAPIDLY)
_________________________________
(TIRES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
-Whoa!
-Whoa!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(FEAR GASPS)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
Dusty!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Dusty, are you okay?
-My engine.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
steady, there.
_________________________________
Propwash Tower,
this is Jolly Wrench Seven.
_________________________________
_________________________________
We're a flight of two,
five miles north of the airport...
_________________________________
_________________________________
inbound for a precautionary landing.
_________________________________
PROPWASH TOWER:
Roger. Proceed direct to the numbers.
_________________________________
Wind two-seven zero at five.
Wind two-seven zero at five.
_________________________________
Runway two-seven clear to land.
Runway two-seven clear to land.
_________________________________
(CROWD GASPING)
_________________________________
(SIRENS WAILING)
_________________________________
Can I say that curse word now?
_________________________________
(BOTH EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________
-(SADNESS SCREAMING)
-Ah!
_________________________________
Oh, no! One, two, three. Okay.
_________________________________
I got them. Where are we?
_________________________________
Long Term Memory? Wait...
_________________________________
Goofball Island?
_________________________________
SADNESS:
SADNESS:
Riley's Islands of Personality.
_________________________________
They're all down!
_________________________________
Oh! This is bad.
_________________________________
We... We can fix this!
_________________________________
We just have to
get back to Headquarters,
_________________________________
plug the Core Memories in,
_________________________________
and Riley will be back to normal.
_________________________________
Riley has no Core Memories.
_________________________________
No Personality Islands and no...
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
What? What is it?
_________________________________
You.
_________________________________
You're not in Headquarters.
_________________________________
Without you, Riley can't be happy.
_________________________________
We got to get you back up there.
_________________________________
I'm coming, Riley.
_________________________________
________
Imagining in November 2016 (later)
_________________________________
MAN ON RADIO:
(SING-SONG) W-H-L-Z
_________________________________
RADIO HOST: Welcome back
RADIO HOST: Welcome back
to Piston Cup Talk.
_________________________________
Around the clock where we do nothing
but talk racing. Let's get to it.
_________________________________
Starting of course
_________________________________
-with Lightning McQueen.
-(SNORING)
-(SNORING)
_________________________________
With the season just two weeks away,
there's still no official announcement.
_________________________________
But with number 95 coming off
his worst year on record...
_________________________________
Don't shoot the messenger here, folks.
I think it's safe to assume...
_________________________________
that Lightning McQueen's
racing days are over.
_________________________________
Meanwhile, Jackson Storm
is looking even faster...
_________________________________
(TURNS OFF RADIO)
_________________________________
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
_________________________________
(WHIRRING)
_________________________________
COMMENTATOR:
For the checkered flag.
For the checkered flag.
_________________________________
As they enter the final lap,
the number 6 and number 12 cars...
_________________________________
are still fighting it out for the lead.
But wait! Here he comes!
_________________________________
It's the Fabulous Hudson Hornet
knocking at their door.
knocking at their door.
_________________________________
What's he got up his sleeve today?
And there it is!
_________________________________
With one move, he's past them.
_________________________________
The Hornet takes a decisive lead.
_________________________________
He's left the pack behind.
His crew chief, Smokey, is loving it!
_________________________________
It's unbelievable!
Oh, no! He's in trouble!
Oh, no! He's in trouble!
_________________________________
-The Hudson Hornet has lost control!
-(HUDSON CRASHING)
-(HUDSON CRASHING)
_________________________________
(CARS GASPING)
_________________________________
What should have been
a scene of jubilation
_________________________________
-has turned tragic, folks.
-(SIRENS WAILING)
_________________________________
As we await news
on the Hudson Hornet's condition.
on the Hudson Hornet's condition.
_________________________________
After such a devastating crash...
_________________________________
we can only hope that
this race today wasn't his last.
this race today wasn't his last.
_________________________________
(PROJECTOR CLICKS)
_________________________________
HUDSON: When I finally
HUDSON: When I finally
got put together,
_________________________________
I went back expecting a big welcome.
_________________________________
You know what they said?
You're history.
You're history.
_________________________________
Moved right on to the next rookie
standing in line.
standing in line.
_________________________________
There was a lot left in me
I never got a chance to show.
I never got a chance to show.
_________________________________
I don't know what it was.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I wasn't doing anything different.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Pylon turns, a vertical,
like we do every day.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(SIGHS)
-I feel great now, but...
_________________________________
_________________________________
I got a love-hate relationship
with you, Dusty.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Love that you're my best customer,
hate what you're doing to yourself.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Come on, Dot. You saw me
at the Red Bulldozer race.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I kicked Aston Martin out there!
_________________________________
_________________________________
You're not even listening
to what I'm saying.
_________________________________
_________________________________
And hey, Speed City Airfest
is just a few weeks away.
_________________________________
_________________________________
And I think, if I get a little more speed
coming out of my turns,
_________________________________
_________________________________
really work that radial-G,
I can definitely improve my time.
_________________________________
Riley is acting so weird.
_________________________________
Why is she acting so weird?
_________________________________
What do you expect?
All the Islands are down.
_________________________________
Joy would know what to do.
_________________________________
That's it.
_________________________________
Until she gets back,
we just do what Joy would do!
_________________________________
Great idea. Anger, Fear, Disgust,
_________________________________
how are we supposed to be happy?
_________________________________
Yeah, I'm feeling it.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I'm feeling good about my next race.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Well, no damage to the casing
or compressor blades.
_________________________________
_________________________________
See? I told you. Just a hiccup.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-But there is...
-Dusty! Dusty!
_________________________________
What happened? Are you okay, Dust?
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's okay.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Was it your fuel?
I tested it this morning.
_________________________________
I always take a little sip. Gets me going.
_________________________________
-Hockey?
-Uh-oh. What do we do?
_________________________________
(STUTTERING) Guys, this is...
_________________________________
You pretend to be Joy.
_________________________________
It's okay. I got quite a little scare there.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-But Dottie here...
-Dusty!
_________________________________
_________________________________
And it's all good news,
gave me the all-clear.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Your reduction gearbox is failing.
_________________________________
My gearbox?
_________________________________
What was that?
That wasn't anything like Joy!
_________________________________
-Uh, because I'm not Joy.
-Yeah, no kidding.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Did you guys pick up on that?
_________________________________
-Mmm-hmm. Something's wrong.
-Totally.
_________________________________
Should we ask her?
_________________________________
Let's probe. But keep it subtle,
_________________________________
so she doesn't notice.
Your chip detector had a cluster
of steel shavings on it.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Flakes from the gears.
That's what caused the trouble.
_________________________________
She's probing us.
_________________________________
I'm done. You pretend to be Joy.
_________________________________
What? Okay. Um, hmm.
_________________________________
Well, you could just replace it.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Order a new one from A-G Parts.
_________________________________
_________________________________
It'll be here by the end of the week.
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Right?
_________________________________
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
Oh. Very smooth. That was just like Joy.
_________________________________
Something is definitely going on.
_________________________________
She's never acted like this before.
What should we do?
_________________________________
We're going to
find out what's happening.
_________________________________
But we'll need support.
_________________________________
Signal the husband.
_________________________________
Your gearbox... It's...
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's out of production.
Long since discontinued.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Can't even remember
the last time I saw one.
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: With a nice
pass over to Reeves,
_________________________________
comes across ...and nice!
_________________________________
Uh-oh. She's looking at us.
Uh, what did she say?
_________________________________
What? Oh! Sorry, sir.
No one was listening.
_________________________________
Is it garbage night?
We left the toilet seat up?
_________________________________
What? What is it, woman? What?
_________________________________
Ugh, he's making that stupid face again.
_________________________________
MOM'S ANGER: I could
MOM'S ANGER: I could
strangle him right now.
_________________________________
Signal him again.
_________________________________
_________________________________
But, Dottie...
_________________________________
_________________________________
Come on, can't you just
build Dust a new one?
_________________________________
_________________________________
No. It's too complex. It has to be factory.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Well, I mean, there has...
_________________________________
_________________________________
From now on,
you have to back off the torque.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Keep it under 80 percent.
_________________________________
-You got to be kidding me!
-Seriously?
_________________________________
For this we gave up
that Brazilian helicopter pilot?
_________________________________
Move! I'll be Joy.
_________________________________
What? 80 percent?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Dottie, you've got me
cranked up to 140.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I need that to race.
_________________________________
Sir, she just rolled her eyes at us.
_________________________________
What is her deal?
_________________________________
All right, make a show of force.
_________________________________
I don't want to have to
put "the foot" down.
_________________________________
No, not the foot!
_________________________________
Oh, I'll show you attitude, old man.
_________________________________
No. No, no, no! Stay happy!
_________________________________
Sir, reporting high levels of sass!
_________________________________
Take it to DEFCON Two.
_________________________________
You heard that, gentlemen.
DEFCON Two.
_________________________________
(ALARMS BLARING)
_________________________________
You want a piece of this, pops?
_________________________________
Come and get it!
_________________________________
Here it comes. Prepare the foot!
_________________________________
Keys to safety position.
_________________________________
Ready to launch on your command, sir!
_________________________________
If you push yourself into the red,
_________________________________
_________________________________
-your gearbox will fail.
-No, Dottie!
_________________________________
_________________________________
And then your engine will seize.
_________________________________
(YELLING)
_________________________________
-Maybe the test that you did was wrong!
-Dusty, listen!
_________________________________
_________________________________
But I've got a race coming up!
_________________________________
Fire!
_________________________________
You'll crash!
_________________________________
You push yourself into the red,
you'll crash.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Look, I'm gonna install
a warning light on your panel.
_________________________________
_________________________________
A warning light?
_________________________________
_________________________________
If it comes on, you'll need to pull power.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Slow down.
_________________________________
The foot is down! The foot is down!
_________________________________
(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________
Good job, gentlemen.
_________________________________
That could have been a disaster.
_________________________________
But, Dottie...
_________________________________
_________________________________
You're saying...
_________________________________
_________________________________
I can't race anymore.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I'm so sorry.
_________________________________
Well, that was a disaster.
_________________________________
Come fly with me, gatinha.
_________________________________
(ALL SIGH)
________
Imagining in November 2016 (later)
_________________________________
I was making my descent
_________________________________
_________________________________
To the old "BNA"
_________________________________
_________________________________
At gate number three
Concourse A
_________________________________
BAR TRUCK: Can you believe it?
_________________________________
BAR TRUCK: Can you believe it?
_________________________________
She left me for a hybrid.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I didn't even hear him coming.
_________________________________
_________________________________
And there I saw
a wide-body jet
_________________________________
Make me pitch and yaw
_________________________________
Make me pitch and yaw
_________________________________
My runway romance
At gate number three
_________________________________
All right, boys, I got three Crudeweisers,
_________________________________
All right, boys, I got three Crudeweisers,
_________________________________
and who ordered the Spruce Goose?
_________________________________
_________________________________
What? It's tangy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Hey, sugar rims,
you just fall out of a B-17?
_________________________________
_________________________________
'Cause you're da bomb.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Pickup trucks.
-Mmm-hmm.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Dottie's an excellent mechanic.
_________________________________
_________________________________
You know as well as I,
she wouldn't have said
_________________________________
_________________________________
what she said unless she was sure.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Hey, Dusty! Dusty!
-Hey, Dusty!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Dusty, hey!
-There he is.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Dust, listen, we just got off the radio
_________________________________
_________________________________
with Ethan up in Grand Flaps.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Old "Grand Flaps Ethan."
_________________________________
_________________________________
He's got the gearbox?
_________________________________
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
BOTH: No.
_________________________________
_________________________________
But his buddy owns
_________________________________
_________________________________
-21 service hangars.
-21!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Twenty-one of them,
and he's gonna check his inventory,
_________________________________
_________________________________
and he's gonna put the word
out for you, Duster.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-It's a good start, right?
-SPARKY: Oh, yeah!
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's a great start! Can you believe it?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Because if that gearbox is out there,
we're gonna find it for you, buddy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
LEADBOTTOM:
And, hey, if you don't, it's all right.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Because the answer is "Yes."
-"Yes?"
_________________________________
_________________________________
-What?
-Yes?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Yes, of course you can
have your old job back.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Don't even have to bother asking.
_________________________________
_________________________________
That's just the kind of guy I am.
_________________________________
_________________________________
SKIPPER: Leadbottom,
I'm sure Dusty appreciates your offer...
_________________________________
_________________________________
Of course, you got to
start back at minimum wage,
_________________________________
_________________________________
and you lost all your vacation time,
_________________________________
_________________________________
gotta go through orientation again.
_________________________________
_________________________________
SKIPPER: Leadbottom, please!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Once you acquire
the taste for Vitaminmulch,
_________________________________
_________________________________
you can't live without it.
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's like Mama's jalapeno chili. Spicy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Twice!
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's just that now is not the best time.
_________________________________
_________________________________
LEADBOTTOM: Come on, Skipper.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I can get his old sprayer back
from that Germany place.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Have it cleaned up and bolted
back on him in no time.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I'll tell you what,
let me buy you a can of oil.
_________________________________
_________________________________
LEADBOTTOM: I'll tell you what,
_________________________________
_________________________________
Dusty is the best duster
I've ever known.
_________________________________
_________________________________
And I'm telling you
that Dusty don't crop dust no more.
_________________________________
_________________________________
That's right, no more!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-He's a racer.
-A racer!
_________________________________
_________________________________
He's gonna be back
to racing in no time.
_________________________________
_________________________________
In no time!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Right, Dusty?
-Right, Dust?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Dust?
_________________________________
__________________________________________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
(CRITTER CHEWING)
_________________________________
-You!
-Huh?
_________________________________
You've got some nerve coming here.
_________________________________
(YELLING)
_________________________________
It's all your fault!
_________________________________
My poppa would still be alive
if it weren't for you!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(ALARM PULSING)
_________________________________-(GROWLING)
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(GASPS) Agh!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Argh!
_________________________________(GASPING)
_________________________________
(YELLING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Uh!
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________Help!
_________________________________
Momma! Momma!
_________________________________
ARLO: Momma!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Ugh!
_________________________________
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Fire. Fire!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Somebody get some help!
_________________________________
_________________________________
SKIPPER: The Fill 'n Fly!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-I'll go get Mayday.
-I'll hit the shut-off valve.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BELL RINGING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, I'm on it!
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SIREN WAILS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Had to get my glasses.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SIREN WAILS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Now, listen up!
_________________________________
_________________________________
We gotta cool this down
before it spreads.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, yeah!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Uh?
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(WHIMPERS) Whoa!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-I got you.
-Thanks.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Now what?
_________________________________
_________________________________
I'm gonna need some help.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(WHIRRING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
MAYDAY: Now, pull!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Pull!
_________________________________
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
________
Imagining in November 2016 (later)
_________________________________
(SIREN BLARES)
_________________________________
_________________________________
CHUG: "TMST"?
_________________________________
_________________________________
"This Means Serious Trouble."
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SIGHS) "Transportation Management
Safety Team."
_________________________________
_________________________________
Mr. Mayday, were you
at the specified point of attack,
_________________________________
_________________________________
and applying an extinguishing agent
_________________________________
_________________________________
within three minutes
from the time of alarm?
_________________________________
_________________________________
MAYDAY: Well, I...
_________________________________
_________________________________
I didn't have time to look at a clock.
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Is that guy writing down
everything I say?
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Yes.
-MAYDAY: Well, I...
_________________________________
_________________________________
-So he just wrote that down?
-Yes.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-And that?
-Yes.
_________________________________
-And that?
-Yes.
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Can you provide me
with your self-inspection records
_________________________________
_________________________________
and emergency procedure plans?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, look, now, we don't have
many emergencies around here.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Besides, we did get the fire out.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Is that your contingency plan,
Mr. Mayday?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Every time there's an incident,
you topple a water tower?
_________________________________
_________________________________
DUSTY: This was my fault.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Hmm?
_________________________________
_________________________________
I clipped the tower.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I flew out last night because I...
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Dusty.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-It was an accident.
-(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
_________________________________
It's clear this airport
has no plans for an emergency,
_________________________________
_________________________________
and equipment from last century.
_________________________________
_________________________________
So, unless Mr. Mayday
gets refurbished,
_________________________________
_________________________________
and acquires a second
fire-fighting vehicle
_________________________________
_________________________________
in accordance with CFR title 14,
volume three,
_________________________________
_________________________________
chapter one, section 139,
sub-paragraph B,
_________________________________
_________________________________
I am pulling this airport's
certificate of operation
_________________________________
_________________________________
for non-compliance of rescue
and fire-fighting regulations.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, Chevy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Propwash Junction just got shut down?
_________________________________
_________________________________
With no active runway,
how can anybody land?
_________________________________
_________________________________
They can't. That's the problem.
_________________________________
_________________________________
There goes the Corn Festival.
_________________________________
_________________________________
But I already finished
my corncob costume.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Now, everybody, calm down.
_________________________________
_________________________________
BRODI: Calm down?
SKIPPER: Calm down.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Calm down? Motel's booked.
_________________________________
_________________________________
This Corn Festival
is what butters my corn.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Brodi, we've already figured this out.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Dottie, show them.
_________________________________
_________________________________
This is Mayday now.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I did the drawings.
_________________________________
_________________________________
We add a new 400-watt siren,
a 2,000 GPM roof turret,
_________________________________
_________________________________
a high-capacity water tank
with integrated class A foam cell,
_________________________________
_________________________________
and we'll have an all-new Mayday.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Get out! He gets rocket boosters?
_________________________________
_________________________________
That's right. Fuelled by good old
hydrazine and nitrogen tetroxide.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Of course, remember,
that stuff is highly explosive,
_________________________________
_________________________________
so you'll want to keep it away
from any open flames.
_________________________________
_________________________________
But he's a fire truck.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Exactly. Go on, Dottie.
_________________________________
_________________________________
So, for Mayday to keep his job
and get Propwash reopened,
_________________________________
_________________________________
we just need to find a second firefighter.
_________________________________
_________________________________
What? At this time of year?
It's fire season.
_________________________________
_________________________________
CITIZEN: How much is another
firefighter gonna cost?
_________________________________
_________________________________
LEADBOTTOM:
I'll tell you how much. Too much!
_________________________________
_________________________________
If we hire one, we might as well hire two.
_________________________________
_________________________________
BRODI: Oh, for crying out loud.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Gee, this tarmac is getting awful hot.
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Momma?
_________________________________
ARLO: Momma!
ARLO: Momma!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(HOWLING IN DISTANCE)
_________________________________
You!
_________________________________
(STRAINING) I should've
killed you the first time.
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
This is all your fault.
(PANTING)
(PANTING)
_________________________________
Get over here. Get over here.
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Get away. Get away.
Get away. Get away!
_________________________________
(COUGHING)
_________________________________
(SPITTING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
_________________________________
That's right. You better run!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
ARLO: Where am I? Where's home?
ARLO: Where am I? Where's home?
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
As long as you can find the river,
you can find your way home.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(STOMACH GROWLING)
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
(SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(GROWLING IN DISTANCE)
(SID SOBBING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
All I wanted is true love.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Is that too much to ask?
_________________________________
_________________________________
(DIEGO GROANS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Why is it so quiet?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Because the world is mourning my loss.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Ellie?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Peaches?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Where is everyone?
_________________________________
_________________________________
ALL: Surprise!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(ALL LAUGHING)
-(CRAZY IN LOVE PLAYING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BLOWING NOISEMAKERS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Uh... Huh?
_________________________________
_________________________________
BOTH: Ta-da!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Happy Anniversary, honey!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Anniversary?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, no. That's the thing.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(GIGGLES)
-(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Okay! Now it's your turn, Bro-Dad!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Yeah! We wanna see what you got Ellie.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Manny!
_________________________________
_________________________________
ALL: Manny! Manny! Manny!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Manny!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Hey, hey. Right.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
_________________________________
How about another hand for Ellie?
_________________________________
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Yeah.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
_________________________________
He forgot!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(ALL GASP)
-(FAINTS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
FEMALE GUEST: I feel so bad for Ellie.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Ellie, I... Uh...
_________________________________
_________________________________
(FIREWORKS POP)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
ALL: Ooh! Ah!
_________________________________
_________________________________
He didn't forget.
_________________________________
_________________________________
That's how big Manny's love is for her!
_________________________________
_________________________________
BOTH: Nice save with the light show.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Wait, you didn't do this? Then who did?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh, Manny.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I was so afraid you'd forgotten.
_________________________________
_________________________________
But you lit up the sky for me?
_________________________________
_________________________________
How'd you do it?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Uh, well...
_________________________________
_________________________________
A magician never reveals his secrets.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLING NERVOUSLY)
-Oh...
_________________________________
_________________________________
Thank you.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SIGHS) I keep picturing
our own kid in there.
_________________________________
_________________________________
He'd be the best one.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-I think you meant "she."
-He.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Either way, we've been over this, Diego.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Kids are afraid of us.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Yeah, but why?
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BOTH GASP)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Are they gonna eat us?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Hi, kids!
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
I even smiled this time.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(MUFFLED GRUNTING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(SCREAMS)
-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
PEACHES: Wow, Dad.
_________________________________
PEACHES: Wow, Dad.
_________________________________
Best present ever.
_________________________________
_________________________________
You, sir, are an education
in martial excellence.
_________________________________
_________________________________
I'm really gonna miss you guys
when we leave.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GASPS AND COUGHS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Ow!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Um, actually, I haven't told them yet.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Surprise!
_________________________________
_________________________________
You're leaving?
_________________________________
_________________________________
I thought you guys were gonna
live with us the first couple of years.
live with us the first couple of years.
_________________________________
I know. But Julian and I
_________________________________
_________________________________
kind of want to roam for a while.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Roam?
-JULIAN: Yeah!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Travel, explore, just go wherever.
_________________________________
_________________________________
No plan is the best plan.
That's my philosophy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Horse d'oeuvres?
_________________________________
_________________________________
That's not a plan, or a philosophy...
_________________________________
_________________________________
or very safe.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Dad, we're young.
_________________________________
_________________________________
We can worry about being safe
when we're old and boring.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Like you and Mom.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-I think we should just...
-Excuse me!
_________________________________
_________________________________
This is a family discussion.
_________________________________
_________________________________
But aren't I part of your family?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Not yet, you're not.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(SLURPS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
_________________________________
Does that look like a problem to you?
_________________________________
_________________________________
A ball of fire heading
directly towards us?
directly towards us?
_________________________________
Why would that be a problem?
_________________________________
_________________________________
What if you fall in a ditch
and get amnesia?
and get amnesia?
_________________________________
What then, huh?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Manny, we have a problem.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Not now. I have a problem.
_________________________________
_________________________________
This one's a little bigger.
_________________________________
_________________________________
-I don't think so.
-Manny!
_________________________________
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
-(YELPS)
-Manny?
_________________________________
_________________________________
Uh, okay. Party's over, everybody.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Have a good night. And leave right now!
_________________________________
_________________________________
What are you talking about?
The party just got started.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Yeah.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(YAWNS) Just getting kind of sleepy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Everyone should go.
And duck. Possibly cover!
_________________________________
_________________________________
Hey, what's gotten into you?
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Look! There's more coming!
-(ALL GASPING)
_________________________________
_________________________________
Meteor shower!
_________________________________
_________________________________
(GASPS) Meteor?
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(SNIFFS) Shower?
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(GASPS) Manny's love is killing us!
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I suppose this is all part
of your magic show for me?
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(CHUCKLING NERVOUSLY)
Abracadabra?
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Can you guys deal with this later?
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Come on. We need to take cover.
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(PANICKED SCREAMING)
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Whoo-hoo! I'm on fire!
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Whoo-hoo-hoo! Me too!
We're smoking hot, baby!
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(BOTH SCREAMING)
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ELLIE: Incoming!
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ELLIE: Incoming!
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Those are ours!
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Are you okay?
How many tusks do you see?
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-Tree.
-Three?
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No! Tree!
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(MANNY GASPS)
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(ALL YELP)
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Everybody, jump!
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(ALL GRUNT)
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(ALL PANTING)
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Whee!
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MANNY: The cave! Get inside!
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MANNY: The cave! Get inside!
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Move! Move!
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-Whoa!
-Whoa!
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(GRUNTS)
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(WHIMPERING)
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(BOTH GASP)
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-MANNY: Oh!
-(PEACHES GASPS)
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It's okay, sweetheart. Daddy's...
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(BREATHING HEAVILY)
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-(CRASHING)
-(ALL GRUNT)
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Hey, it sounds like it's slowing down.
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Yup, it's definitely over.
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(CHUCKLING NERVOUSLY)
Except for that one.
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MANNY: We might wanna think about
moving underground for a while.
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MANNY: We might wanna think about
moving underground for a while.
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(RUMBLING)
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(JOY SIGHS)
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We're going to walk out there? On that?
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JOY: It's the quickest way back.
JOY: It's the quickest way back.
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But it's right over the Memory Dump.
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If we fall, we'll be forgotten forever.
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We have to do this for Riley.
Just follow my footsteps.
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-Oh, okay.
-It's not that high.
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It's totally fine...
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(JOY GRUNTING)
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No!
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(GRUNTS)
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Oh, he's trying to start up Goofball.
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(RUMBLING)
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(GRUNTS)
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(GASPS) Ah!
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Go back! Run, run, run!
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(JOY PANTING)
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(GASPS)
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(BOTH PANTING)
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What...
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DISGUST: We have a major problem.
DISGUST: We have a major problem.
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FEAR: Oh, Joy, where are you?
FEAR: Oh, Joy, where are you?
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SADNESS: We lost Goofball Island.
SADNESS: We lost Goofball Island.
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That means she can lose Friendship
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and Hockey and Honesty and Family.
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You can fix this, right, Joy?
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I, uh... I don't know.
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-Oh...
-But we have to try.
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Okay, come on.
________
Imagining in November 2016 (later)
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(DOOR CREAKING)
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Hey, Stickers.
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Hey, Sal.
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How you feeling?
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Yeah, great. (SIGHS)
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Really, really great.
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-Been thinking about Doc again?
-(SIGHS)
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Yeah. You know they told him
when he was done.
when he was done.
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He didn't decide.
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I don't want what happened to Doc
to happen to me.
to happen to me.
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But that hasn't happened.
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No, but I can't go out on the track
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and do the same old thing. It won't work.
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Then change it up! Try something new.
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-I don't know, Sally. I...
-Don't fear failure.
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Be afraid of not having the chance.
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You have the chance. Doc didn't.
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And you can either take it or you can
do what you been doing. Sitting.
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In here. For months.
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And by the way,
I love what you've done with the place.
I love what you've done with the place.
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I mean the monster movie lighting
and the musky air freshener.
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Don't let anyone tell you
you're not working that primer because...
you're not working that primer because...
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Wow, I have never found you
more attractive.
more attractive.
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And now that I've been in here
for a couple minutes, the stench...
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-I'm getting kind of used to it.
-Okay, Sal. I get it. I get it.
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I miss you, Lightning.
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We all do.
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(SIGHS)
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Try something new, huh?
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Hey, did it work, Miss Sally?
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Did you set him straight
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with your lawyerly powers
of persuasion?
of persuasion?
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Is he ready to start training?
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Well, Stinky... Stickers?
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(CHUCKLES)
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Yes, Mater, I am.
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Whoo-hoo!
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I decide when I'm done.
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I was hoping you'd say that.
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Okay, but I got an idea.
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And I'm gonna need to talk
to Rusty and Dusty, all right?
to Rusty and Dusty, all right?
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Oh, I'll get them on the horn.
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(CHUCKLES) Get it? On the horn?
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(HONKS AND LAUGHS)
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Oops. Hold on. Got to sneeze.
(GASPING)
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Dadgum, I lost it.
Hey, I'll see you at Flo's.
Hey, I'll see you at Flo's.
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(SNEEZES LOUDLY)
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I found it.
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Hey, watch your step.
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