Thursday, October 25, 2018

Disney NeverEnding Chronicles (2017 Part 4) - Subtitles (en)

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Imagining in November 2017
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(INSECT GRUNTING)
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(ANIMAL GRUNTING)
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(DIDGERIDOO PLAYS)
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MAN ON RADIO: Thundershowers are
expected in the Crocodile Falls area
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and some of the surrounding gullies,
so take out your...
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WOMAN: Cody!
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Yeah, Mom?
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-What about your breakfast?
-I've got some sandwiches in my pack.
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-Be home for supper.
-No worries, Mom.
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(DIDGERIDOO PLAYS)
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(BIRDS CALLING)
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I know, I'm coming.
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Hustle up, Nelson.
Faloo's sounding the call!
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(DIDGERIDOO PLAYS)
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Come on, little wombats, hurry!
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-(DIDGERIDOO PLAYS)
-Who's caught this time?
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You don't know her, Cody.
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Her name is Marahute,
the great golden eagle.
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Where is she?
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She's caught, high on a cliff
in a poacher's trap.
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-You're the only one who can reach her.
-I'll get her loose.
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Righto. Hop on, no time to lose.
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She's up on top of that ridge.
Be careful, little friend.
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Marahute!
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(SCREECHING)
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Calm down, calm down.
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I'm not gonna hurt you.
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That's a girl. Stay still.
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It's okay.
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No, wait! I'm here to help you.
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Easy! Easy!
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You're free!
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(SCREAMING)
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(GRUNTS)
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Higher!
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(MARAHUTE CALLING)
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CODY: Whoa!
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(LAUGHING)
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(SCREECHES)
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(MIMICS MARAHUTE)
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(CODY LAUGHING)
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-(BIRDS SQUAWKING)
-Whoa!
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(CALLING)
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Wow.
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You're a mom!
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They're very warm.
Are they gonna hatch soon?
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(COOING)
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Where's the daddy eagle?
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Oh. My dad's gone, too.
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(WHIMPERS)
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(MARAHUTE CALLS)
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(MIMICS PLANE)
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(BELL JINGLING)
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(GROANS)
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(GASPING)
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(CHUCKLING)
Hey, little fella, what happened to you?
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Oh, no! Get away!
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-Don't worry. I'll get you loose.
-It's a trap. Careful!
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(ALARM BEEPING)
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(ENGINE STARTING)
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McLEACH: (LAUGHING) Got one!
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-Are you all right?
-Yeah, I think so.
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-Okey-dokey.
-Wait! Hey, come back!
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(MOUSE GROANING)
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Here you go, grab on.
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That's great. Just a little more,
a little further...
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There! I got it.
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(RUMBLING)
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-Oh-oh.
-(BIRDS SQUAWKING)
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(SHRIEKS)
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(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
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-(SNARLS)
-(SCREAMS)
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-(GUN COCKING)
-Well, Joanna, what'd we get today?
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A dingo, a fat ol' razorback,
or a nice big...
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Boy?
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(JOANNA GROWLS QUIETLY)
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Joanna, you been diggin' holes
out here again?
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Dumb lizard always trying
to bury squirrels out here.
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Uh-uh. It's a trap,
and poaching's against the law.
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Trap? Where'd you get
an idea like that?
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I think you've been
down in that hole for too long.
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Come on, grab hold.
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We'll get you out of this old lizard hole
and you can just run along home.
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This is a poacher's trap
and you're a poacher.
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(JOANNA SNARLS)
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(SCREAMING)
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(GUNSHOT)
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Let go! Hey, get off of me.
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McLEACH: I'm gonna kill her.
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I'm gonna kill that dumb, slimy,
egg-sucking salamander.
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-Cut it out! Get off of me.
-(GUN COCKING)
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(WHIMPERS)
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Hmm.
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Good girl, Joanna.
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Say, where'd you get
this pretty feather, boy?
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It was a present.
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That's real nice. Who gave it to you?
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It's a secret.
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That's no secret, boy.
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You see, I already got the father.
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(CHUCKLING)
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You just tell me where Momma
and those little eggs are.
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No!
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Joanna, sic him!
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You're coming with me, boy.
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My mom'll call the rangers!
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Oh, no. Not the rangers. What'll I do?
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What'll I do?
Don't let your mom call the rangers!
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Please don't!
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"My poor baby boy got eaten
by the crocodiles!"
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Boo hoo hoo.
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Let's go, boy!
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Help!
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(THUNDER RUMBLING)
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Help! Someone, help!
McLeach took a little boy.
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Send for help!
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(BEEPING)
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(BEEPING CONTINUES)
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(ELECTRICAL HUMMING)
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(BEEPING)
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(ELECTRICAL STATIC, BLEEPS)
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(WHISTLING)
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(TELEPHONE RINGING)
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(WIND HOWLING)
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(BEEPING)
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Code red, code red! Attention
all Rescue Aid Society delegates.
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All delegates report immediately
to the main assembly hall.
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This is an emergency meeting.
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I repeat, this is a code red
emergency meeting!
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(TAPPING)
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Order!
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Yes, I know it's late, but I'm...
Really? Pajamas?
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Hello, Frank, how are you?
Nice to see you!
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And Esmerelda, there you are!
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Quiet now, please,
everyone pay attention.
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There has been
a kidnapping in Australia.
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-(ALL GASP)
-A young boy needs our help.
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This is a mission
requiring our very finest,
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and I know we are all thinking
ofthe same two mice. (CHUCKLING)
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-(ALL GASP)
-What's this? Gone?
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We must find Bernard
and Miss Bianca at once!
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Oh, pea soup.
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Pea soup!
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(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
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(INDISTINCT LAUGHING)
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To my dear Bernard,
and our wonderful partnership.
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Uh, yeah, wonderful.
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You've been very quiet this evening.
Is there something on your mind?
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Well, um, actually...
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-I was wondering...
-Yes, darling?
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I... Miss Bianca, would you...
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Would you...
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Would you excuse me for a minute?
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Pardonnez-moi, Mademoiselle Bianca,
I have important news.
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 Yes, François? What is it?
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You and Bernard
have been asked to accept
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a dangerous mission to Australia.
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The poor boy. This is dreadful.
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Now where is Bernard?
I must tell him at once!
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Allow me, madame,
I will tell him immediately.
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Miss Bianca, will you marry me?
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Quickly, Monsieur Bernard!
I must speak with you.
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-Not now, François, I'm busy!
-No, monsieur, you don't...
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-Bernard, did you talk to François?
-Yes, but there's something I want...
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I know what you're going to say.
François told me about it.
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He did? How did he...
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It doesn't matter,
I think it's a marvelous idea.
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You do?
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I mean, you really want to?
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I don't think it's a matter of wanting,
it's a matter of duty.
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Duty? I never thought of it...
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Well, all right.
How does next April sound to you?
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Heavens, no!
We must act immediately, tonight!
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Tonight? But wait!
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Bianca, this is so sudden. I mean, don't
you at least need a gown or something?
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No, just a pair of khaki shorts
and some hiking boots!
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Hiking boots?
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-(CROWD APPLAUDS)
-Oh, there you are.
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Come along, come along.
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Delegates, we have
an important announcement.
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Bernard and I have decided
to accept the mission to Australia.
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Australia?
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Good show!
Now, you must fly out immediately!
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It's a little nippy outside,
but we won't let that stop us, will we?
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(CHUCKLING)
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(SNORING)
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Klaus. Klaus, the pinata's drooping.
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(SNORING)
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Hand me the ratchet wrench.
I can fix it. Ow!
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Hey, Marlin?
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(MARLIN SNORING)
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Oh. Hey, guys, I was just...
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Ow! Ow! Ow!
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Dory! It's not time to get up yet.
You have to go back to bed.
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And remember, the anemone stings.
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Oh, right. Yeah. Sorry.
Back to bed, back to bed.
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Hey, Marlin? Ow!
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Back to bed! That was it.
Very simple. Bed. Back to it.
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DORY: Mmm, got it.
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Hey, Marlin?
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And we're up. That's it.
Ready to start the day.
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-And we were looking for something.
-Nemo.
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Right. I remember it
like it was yesterday.
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Of course, I don't really remember
yesterday all that well.
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(NEMO LAUGHING)
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Anyway, I would say the scariest
moment of the trip was the 4 sharks.
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NEMO: Wait, I thought
there were 3 sharks.
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MARLIN: No. No,
there were definitely four.
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But last time you told it,
there were three.
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Son, which one of us travelled
across the entire ocean?
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-Nemo did.
-(YELPS)
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Obviously we had to cross the ocean...
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to find him, so you know... He went first.
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I guess that's true. Isn't it?
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Well, you made it!
You almost missed the field trip.
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A field trip? Ooh, I love field trips.
Where are we going?
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-I thought you told her.
-I did tell her!
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-Uh... Dory.
-Yeah.
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Mr. Ray has too many fish
to keep an eye on today.
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Uh-huh.
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So it would be best if today
you weren't exactly with the class.
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Oh. Why not?
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Well, you know, you have problems
remembering things sometimes.
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That's the one thing I can remember.
Yes.
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Okay. And sometimes it's not your fault,
but it can cause you to wander.
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And Mr. Ray doesn't really have time
to worry about fish who wander.
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In other words,
he doesn't have enough help.
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Poor guy.
You know, he's so overworked.
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-You understand.
-I totally understand now.
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-Okay.
-Mm-hmm.
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He wants me
to be the teacher's assistant.
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Uh... No, not exactly.
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I am so honoured. I have never been
a teaching assistant before.
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Mr. Ray! You got help.
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(LAUGHS AWKWARDLY)
Oh. Okeydokey.
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(STUDENTS LAUGHING)
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-All right, kids.
-All right, kids.
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-Today's the day!
-Today's the day!
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Our field trip to the sting ray migration.
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Sting ray migration.
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Now, does anyone know
why we migrate?
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(COUGHS)
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Come on. You got to know this stuff.
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Migration is about going back to...
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-Bed!
-Yes!
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-No.
-No.
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-The sand!
-No! Migration is about going home.
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-Home.
-Which is where you're from.
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Where you're from.
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Can someone tell me
where they're from?
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-I live by a giant rock.
-I live 3 coral caves away from here.
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My house is covered in algae.
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Where'd you grow up, Dory?
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Me? Um, I don't know.
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My family. Where are they?
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-Can I help you?
-(STUDENTS LAUGHING)
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I'm sorry. Did I forget again?
You see, I suffer from...
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STUDENTS: Short-term memory loss.
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How can you remember your family
if you have short-term memory loss?
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Good question. See, I can remember
some things because well...
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They make sense.
Like, um, I have a family.
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I know because I've... I must have
come from somewhere. Right?
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Everyone has a family.
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I may not remember their names
and what they look like.
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And I may not even be able to
ever find them again, but, um...
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-What were we talking about?
-Mommies and daddies.
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Mommies and daddies. Right.
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Why are we talking about
mommies and daddies? Oh. Oh!
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That class. Uh-oh. Why me? Okay.
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You guys seem a little young,
but, um, okay.
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You see, kids,
when two fish love each other...
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And we'll stop right there.
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Climb aboard, explorers.
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I feel a migration song coming on.
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♪ Oh...
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♪ Migration, migration
let's learn about migration
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♪ It's nature's inspiration
to move around the sea
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♪ Here's a scientific promise
That a fish who's Oceanodromous
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♪ Where did everyone go? I'm by myself
Oh, there they are. I'm back
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♪ Plus or minus 4 degrees
based on solar positioning ♪
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Oh, kids stay away from the edge.
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Okay, you hear that? Okay, everybody
stay back from the edge. Come on.
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-Okay, that's too far.
-That's too far.
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Come on. Come on.
Get back over here. Back this way.
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-Now, I need everyone to listen to me.
-All right, listen up!
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-When the rays pass through here...
-The rays, gonna pass through.
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What do we have to be careful of?
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Everybody has to be careful of what?
Hmm?
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ALL: The undertow!
MR. RAY: That's right.
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That's right. The under... The undertow?
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MR. RAY: Because the current created
by all the flapping is very strong.
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And if you're not careful,
you can get pulled into...
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Mr. Ray! So how do the stingrays
all know where to go?
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That's what an instinct is, Nemo.
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Something deep inside you that feels
so familiar that you have to listen to it.
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Like a song you've always known.
And I can hear mine now!
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STINGRAYS: ♪ To and fro,
our hearts know where to go
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♪ Beating like a drum
it sends us back to where we're from
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♪ Oh... we're going home
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-♪ We know who we are...
-(STUDENTS GASPING)
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♪ And it's time to travel far
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♪ For days and nights we'll roam,
to make our way back home
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♪ Oh... we're going home
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-♪ Swimming to and fro,
-Wow!
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♪ Our hearts know where to go
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♪ Beating like a drum, it sends us back
to where we're from 
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We see the undertow
and we say... (SCREAMS)
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-ALL: Dory!
-(SCREAMING)
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Dory!
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MR. RAY: Dory! Dory!
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-(GASPS) Is she dead?
-MR. RAY: No, she's not dead.
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-STUDENTS: Aw. Oh, man.
-Give her some space, everybody.
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The Jewel of Morro Bay, California.
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The Jewel of Morro Bay, California?
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I remembered something so I...
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(GASPS) I remembered something!
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I actually remembered something!
Something important.
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Something important?
What? What was it?
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Uh... I'm not sure any more,
but I can still feel it. It's right there.
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All right, thank you, Mr. Ray.
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Okay, come on. Try to remember better.
Don't be such a Dory, Dory.
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Hmm. I don't know. I...
Hold on. Hold on.
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-Uh... Oh. Oh!
-What? Did you remember?
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Ugh, I don't remember.
It was something... It was...
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Oh, oh, oh! It was something about the...
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-The Jewel of Morro Bay, California.
-(GASPS)
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My family!
(GASPS) I remember my family!
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They're out there somewhere.
I have to find them.
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Guys, you got to help me.
Guys! Guys! Hello?
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Guys! Where are you?
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-MARLIN: Dory!
-Hello?
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-Dory!
-Ah! Where did you go?
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-You were the one to go.
-My parents. I remembered them.
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What? What did you remember?
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I remembered them! My mom. My dad.
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I have a family. Oh! They don't know
where I am. Let's go. We have to go.
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Dory, no. No! This is crazy!
Where exactly are you trying to go?
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To the Gem of the Baltic?
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-The Jewel of Morro Bay, California.
-Yes!
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No, Dory. California's all the way
across the ocean.
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Then we'd better get going.
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How come every time we're on the edge
of this reef, one of us is trying...
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to leave?
For once, can't we just enjoy the view?
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How can you be talking about the view
when I remembered my family?
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No! We've done our ocean travels.
That part of our lives is over.
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The only reason to travel
in the first place is so...
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-you don't have to travel ever again.
-Yeah, but I want to...
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(MARLIN GROANS AND COUGHS)
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-Dory, look...
-Please.
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All I know is that I miss them.
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I really, really miss them.
I didn't know what that felt like.
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Do you know what that feels like?
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(SIGHS)
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Yes, I know what that feels like.
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I don't want to forget this.
Somewhere out there is my family.
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Please, Marlin,
I can't find them on my own.
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I'll forget.
Please help me find my family.
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Yeah, Dad, you can get us all the way
across the ocean. Right?
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No. (SIGHS)
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But I know a guy.
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(LAUGHING)
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Money, money, money. Hey!
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(GROANING)
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You got a date with justice,
One-Eyed Bart.
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Too bad, Sheriff. I'm a married man.
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(MRS. POTATO HEAD EXCLAIMING)
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One-Eyed Betty!
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Whoa! Whoa!
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-(YELLING)
-(MR. POTATO HEAD CACKLING)
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(GASPS)
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I think you dropped something, mister.
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-Jessie?
-Give it up, Bart!
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You've reached the end of the line!
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I always wanted to go out with a bang!
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-Oh, no!
-The orphans!
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Hate to leave early, but our ride is here.
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(CAR HONKING)
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Ooh!
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It's me or the kiddies, Sheriff.
Take your pick.
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Whoo-hoo!
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-Ride like the wind, Bullseye!
-Hee-yah!
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Hold him steady!
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Woody, hurry!
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(GASPING)
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No!
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(MUFFLED THUD)
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Glad I could catch the train!
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Now let's catch some criminals.
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To infinity and beyond!
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-(LAUGHS)
-Whoo-hoo!
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ALIENS: Ooh!
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Reach for the sky.
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You can't touch me, Sheriff!
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I brought my attack dog
with a built-in force field.
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(WHISTLES)
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(GROWLS)
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(LAUGHING)
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Well, I brought my dinosaur
who eats force-field dogs.
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Yodel-ay-hee-hoo!
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(ROARING)
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Huh?
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Evil Dr. Pork Chop!
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That's Mr. Evil Dr. Pork Chop to you.
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(LAUGHS)
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(ROARS)
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(WHIMPERS)
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(MONKEYS SCREAMING)
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(YELLS)
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(GRUNTS)
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(CACKLING)
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(ANDY CACKLING)
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ANDY: "Buzz,
shoot your laser at my badge."
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"Woody, no. It'll kill you." "Just do it!"
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(MIMICS LASERFIRE)
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(MIMICS EXPLOSION)
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"You're going to jail, Bart."
(YELLS) "Watch out!"
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(ANDY'S MOM LAUGHING)
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Mom!
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ANDY'S MOM: No, no, no. Just keep
playing. Just pretend I'm not here.
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Oh, no, Molly!
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No, it's okay, Mom.
It's a 50-foot baby from outer space.
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And she's on a rampage.
Run for your lives!
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Buster, get out of there.
Does the red light mean it's going?
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(SOULFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
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Come on.
Say "Happy birthday" to Molly.
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You've got a friend in me
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-Happy birthday!
-ANDY'S MOM: Oh, charming.
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-You've got a friend in me
-Happy birthday!
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ANDY'S MOM:
Look how tall you're getting.
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-Yeah! Whoo-hoo!
-When the road looks rough ahead
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And you're miles and miles
from your nice, warm bed
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(LAUGHS)
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If we stick together
we can see it through
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"I came as fast as I could.
Buzz, behind you!"
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'Cause, you've got a friend in me
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"Got it, Woody."
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VOICE BOX:
Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!
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Yeah, you've got a friend in me
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"Good work, Buzz."
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Some other folks might be
a little bit smarter than I am
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Bigger and stronger too
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-Yee-haw!
-Maybe
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(MIMICKING AIRPLANE)
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But none of them will ever love you
the way I do
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-It's me and you, boy
-(LAUGHING)
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And as the years go by
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-(NO MUSIC)
-Our friendship will never die
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(THUNDER RUMBLING)
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Whoa! It's raining cats
and dogs out there!
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I hope they make it back all right.
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-Heads up! Andy's coming!
-(JESSIE GASPS)
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ANDY'S MOM: Andy, time for dinner.
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Yes! I'm starving!
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ANDY'S MOM: Don't forget
to wash your hands!
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ANDY: Okay, Mom!
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(GASPS)
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(REX SHRIEKS)
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BUZZ: Do you see him?
WOODY: No.
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Well, he's done for.
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He'll be lost! Forever!
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Jessie. Buzz. Slink. Molly's room.
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The rest of you, stay put.
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(GRUNTS) Bo!
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-(SHEEP BLEATING)
-Situation?
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Lost toy. Side yard.
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Billy. Goat. Gruff. Raise the blinds.
_________________________________
(BLEATING)
_________________________________
They have names?
You never told me that.
_________________________________
You never asked.
_________________________________
Where is he?
_________________________________
(THUNDER CRASHING)
_________________________________
WOODY: There!
_________________________________
BUZZ: How do we reach him?
_________________________________
BOTH: Operation Pull-Toy!
_________________________________
-Slink!
-You got it, Woody!
_________________________________
Barbies!
_________________________________
Go!
_________________________________
(WIND BLOWING)
_________________________________
BO PEEP: Flashlight.
_________________________________
(WHIRRING)
_________________________________
Hang on, R.C.!
_________________________________
(GASPS, GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-I ain't got any more slink!
-(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-(BO PEEP GASPS)
-(STRAINING)
_________________________________
(WOODY PANTING)
_________________________________
(MONKEYS SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(BOTH GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-(SWITCH CLICKS)
-(BO PEEP GASPS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
MAN: Oh, it's beautiful.
_________________________________
ANDY'S MOM: I'm so glad to see
_________________________________
this old lamp go to a good home.
_________________________________
We've had it since Molly was a baby.
_________________________________
Molly, are you sure it's all right?
_________________________________
MOLLY: Yeah, I don't want it anymore.
_________________________________
MAN: Thank you.
_________________________________
Where's Woody?
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(KNOCKS ON DOOR)
_________________________________
MAN: Yeah, hi.
I think I left my keys here.
_________________________________
-(BO PEEP GASPS)
-(PANTING)
_________________________________
-Woody.
-Quick!
_________________________________
We'll sneak in the hedges
before he's back.
_________________________________
Woody, it's okay.
_________________________________
What? No! No, no, no. You can't go!
_________________________________
What's best for Andy is that...
_________________________________
Woody.
_________________________________
I'm not Andy's toy.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) What?
_________________________________
It's time for the next kid.
_________________________________
MAN: Oh, and thank you again
for everything.
_________________________________
I really appreciate it.
_________________________________
ANDY'S MOM: Oh, my pleasure.
I'm glad it all worked out.
_________________________________
You know, kids lose their toys every day.
_________________________________
Sometimes they get left in the yard...
_________________________________
or put in the wrong box.
_________________________________
And that box gets taken away.
_________________________________
ANDY: Mom, where's Woody?
_________________________________
ANDY'S MOM: Andy! Come inside!
_________________________________
ANDY: I can't find Woody!
_________________________________
MAN: Well, good night.
_________________________________
ANDY'S MOM: Goodbye. Drive safe.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
ANDY: Oh, there you are.
_________________________________
Mom, I found him! I found him!
_________________________________
ANDY'S MOM: Oh, good.
Come on and get inside.
_________________________________
________
Imagining in November 2017–December 2017
_________________________________
(PUT ON YOUR SUNDAY CLOTHES
PLAYING)
_________________________________
Out there
There's a world outside of Yonkers
_________________________________
Way out there
beyond this hick town, Barnaby
_________________________________
There's a slick town, Barnaby
_________________________________
Out there
Full of shine and full of sparkle
_________________________________
Close your eyes
and see it glisten, Barnaby
_________________________________
Listen, Barnaby
_________________________________
Put on your Sunday clothes
There's lots of world out there
_________________________________
Get out the brilliantine
and dime cigars
_________________________________
We're gonna find adventure
in the evening air
_________________________________
Girls in white in a perfumed night
_________________________________
Where the lights are
bright as the stars
_________________________________
Put on your Sunday clothes
We're gonna ride through town
_________________________________
In one of those new
horsedrawn open cars
_________________________________
We'll see the shows at Delmonico's
_________________________________
And we'll close the town in a whirl
_________________________________
And we won't come home
until we've kissed a girl
_________________________________
(WIND HOWLING)
_________________________________
...ride through town
_________________________________
In one of those new
horsedrawn open cars
_________________________________
We'll see the shows
at Delmonico's...
_________________________________
And we won't come home
until we've kissed a girl
_________________________________
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(CAN CREAKS)
_________________________________
(CHIRPING)
_________________________________
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS CURIOUSLY)
_________________________________
(MUSIC STOPS)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(CHIRPS)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
Huh.
_________________________________
(BELL TOLLING)
_________________________________
MIGUEL: Sometimes, I think I'm cursed.
_________________________________
Because of something that happened
before I was even born.
_________________________________
See, a long time ago,
there was this family.
_________________________________
The papá, he was a musician.
_________________________________
He and his family would sing and dance
and count their blessings.
_________________________________
But he also had a dream.
To play for the world.
_________________________________
(AUDIENCE CHEERING)
_________________________________
And one day,
_________________________________
he left with his guitar
and never returned.
_________________________________
(RAIN PATTERING)
_________________________________
And the mamá...
_________________________________
She didn't have time to cry
over that walk-away musician.
_________________________________
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
 After banishing all music from her life
she found a way...
_________________________________
to provide for her daughter.
_________________________________
She rolled up her sleeves
and she learned to make shoes.
_________________________________
(HAMMERING)
_________________________________
She could have made candy,
_________________________________
or fireworks, or sparkly underwear...
_________________________________
for wrestlers, but no, she chose shoes.
_________________________________
Then she taught her daughter
to make shoes.
_________________________________
And later, she taught her son-in-law.
_________________________________
Then her grandkids got roped in.
_________________________________
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
_________________________________
As her family grew, so did the business.
_________________________________
Music had torn her family apart.
_________________________________
But shoes held them all together.
_________________________________
You see, that woman was
_________________________________
my great-great-grandmother,
Mamá Imelda.
_________________________________
She died way before I was born.
_________________________________
But my family still tells her story
every year on Día de los Muertos...
_________________________________
the Day of the Dead.
_________________________________
And her little girl,
_________________________________
she's my great-grandmother,
Mamá Coco.
_________________________________
Hola, Mamá Coco.
_________________________________
How are you, Julio?
_________________________________
Actually, my name is Miguel.
_________________________________
Mamá Coco has trouble
remembering things.
_________________________________
But it's good to talk to her anyway.
_________________________________
So, I tell her pretty much everything.
_________________________________
I used to run like this.
_________________________________
But now I run like this
which is way faster.
_________________________________
And the winner is Luchadora Coco!
_________________________________
I have a dimple on this side,
but not on this side.
_________________________________
Dimple, no dimple.
Dimple, no dimple.
_________________________________
Miguel, eat your food.
_________________________________
MIGUEL: My abuelita,
she's Mamá Coco's daughter.
_________________________________
Oh, you're a twig, mijo.
Have some more.
_________________________________
No, gracias.
_________________________________
I asked if you would like more tamales!
_________________________________
Si?
_________________________________
That's what I thought you said!
_________________________________
MIGUEL: Abuelita runs our house
_________________________________
just like Mamá Imelda did.
_________________________________
(BLOWING RHYTHMICALLY)
_________________________________
-No music!
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
_________________________________
 No music!
_________________________________
♪ Y aunque la vida ♪
_________________________________
-No music!
-(MEN SCREAMING)
_________________________________
MIGUEL: I think we're 
the only family in México
_________________________________
who hates music.
_________________________________
And my family's fine with that. But me...
_________________________________
-Be back by lunch, mijo.
-Love you, Mamá.
_________________________________
I am not like the rest of my family!
_________________________________
-Hola, Miguel.
-Hola!
_________________________________
(PLAYING MARIACHI MUSIC)
_________________________________
-Muchas gracias.
-De nada, Miguel.
_________________________________
-(BARKS)
-Hey! Dante!
_________________________________
Sit. Down. Roll over. Shake.
_________________________________
Fist bump!
_________________________________
Good boy, Dante!
_________________________________
I know I'm not supposed to love music.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) But it's not my fault.
_________________________________
It's his!
_________________________________
Ernesto de la Cruz.
_________________________________
The greatest musician of all time.
_________________________________
TOUR GUIDE: Right here
in this very plaza,
_________________________________
Ernesto de la Cruz took his first steps...
_________________________________
toward becoming the most beloved
singer in Mexican history.
_________________________________
MIGUEL: He started out a total nobody
from Santa Cecilia, like me.
_________________________________
 But when he played music,
he made people fall in love with him.
_________________________________
-(HORSE NEIGHING)
-He starred in movies.
_________________________________
He had the coolest guitar!
He could fly!
_________________________________
And he wrote the best songs.
_________________________________
But my all-time favorite, it's...
_________________________________ 
♪ Remember me
_________________________________
♪ Remember me
_________________________________
♪ Though I have to say goodbye
_________________________________
♪ Remember me
♪ Remember me
_________________________________
♪ Don't let it make you cry
_________________________________
♪ For even if I'm far away
_________________________________
♪ I hold you in my heart
I sing a secret song to you
_________________________________
♪ Each night we are apart
Remember me
_________________________________
♪ Though I have to travel far
_________________________________
♪ Remember me
♪ Remember me
_________________________________
♪ Each time you hear a sad guitar
_________________________________
♪ Know that I'm with you
the only way that I can be
_________________________________
♪ Until you're in my arms again
_________________________________
MIGUEL: He lived the kind of
life you dream about.
_________________________________ 
♪ Remember me ♪
_________________________________
Until 1942.
_________________________________
(CLANGS)
_________________________________
When he was crushed by a giant bell.
_________________________________
I want to be just like him.
_________________________________
Sometimes, I look at de la Cruz
_________________________________
and I get this feeling.
Like we're connected.
_________________________________
Like if he could play music,
maybe someday, I could too.
_________________________________
Okay, places, everyone.
Come on, come on. Get in position.
_________________________________
Wait! I can't find my other eye.
_________________________________
-All right, whose foot's in my face?
-It's mine. Give it back.
_________________________________
You have saved our lives.
We are eternally grateful.
_________________________________
(SHUSHING)
_________________________________
Buzz! Mind if I squeeze in next to ya?
_________________________________
Yes. No.
_________________________________
(STAMMERING) I mean, why would
I mind squeezing next to you?
_________________________________
(CLEARING THROAT)
_________________________________
Is it hot in here?
_________________________________
Oh! Here they come!
_________________________________
Sarge, you got it?
_________________________________
Mission accomplished.
_________________________________
REX: Hooray!
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Careful. Careful!
_________________________________
-JESSIE: Ooh!
-Oh!
_________________________________
All right, guys. We got one shot at this.
Everyone ready?
_________________________________
We're ready, Woody. Let's do it!
_________________________________
Okay, Buzz. Make the call.
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
(RINGING)
_________________________________
BUZZ: Target is on approach.
_________________________________
WOODY: Just like
we rehearsed it, guys.
_________________________________
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
_________________________________
Hello?
_________________________________
Hello? Anyone there?
_________________________________
(GROANS) Molly, stay out of my room!
_________________________________
MOLLY: I wasn't in your room.
_________________________________
ANDY: Then who was messing
with my stuff?
_________________________________
MOLLY: It wasn't me.
_________________________________
MR. POTATO HEAD:
Well, that went well.
_________________________________
He held me! He actually held me!
_________________________________
HAMM: Oh, this is just sad.
_________________________________
MR. POTATO HEAD: Who we kiddin'?
The kid's 17 years old.
_________________________________
SLINKY: We ain't ever
gettin' played with.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Guys, hey, hold up.
_________________________________
We need a staff meeting.
Everyone! A staff meeting!
_________________________________
(GROANS) Not again!
_________________________________
Oh, come on. Slink,
gather everyone up.
_________________________________
Uh, we are gathered, Woody.
_________________________________
Okay. First off,
_________________________________
we all knew Operation Playtime
was a long shot.
_________________________________
More like a misfire.
_________________________________
But we've always said this job isn't
about getting played with. It's about...
_________________________________
Being there for Andy. We know.
_________________________________
But we can try again! Right?
_________________________________
I'm callin' it, guys.
We're closing up shop.
_________________________________
ALL: What?
_________________________________
Andy's going to college any day now.
_________________________________
-That was our last shot.
-(UNHAPPILY) Oh.
_________________________________
BUZZ: We're going
into attic mode, folks.
_________________________________
Keep your accessories
with you at all times.
_________________________________
Spare parts, batteries, anything
you need for an orderly transition.
_________________________________
Orderly? Don't you get it? We're done!
Finished! Over the hill!
_________________________________
Hey, hey, hey, now. Come on, guys.
We all knew this day was coming.
_________________________________
HAMM: Yeah, but now it's here.
_________________________________
Look, every toy goes through this.
No one wants to see...
_________________________________
Hey, Sarge! What are you doing?
_________________________________
War's over, folks.
Me and the boys are moving on.
_________________________________
-Moving on?
-You're going AWOL?
_________________________________
We done our duty. Andy's grown up.
_________________________________
And let's face it,
when the trash bags come out,
_________________________________
we army guys are the first to go.
_________________________________
-Trash bags?
-Who said anything about trash bags?
_________________________________
It has been an honor serving with you.
Good luck, folks.
_________________________________
You're gonna need it.
_________________________________
No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait, wait!
_________________________________
-(YELPS) We're getting thrown away?
-No. No one's getting thrown away.
_________________________________
MR. POTATO HEAD:
How do you know?
_________________________________
-(GASPING) We're being abandoned!
-We'll be fine, Jessie.
_________________________________
-So why did Sarge leave?
-Should we leave?
_________________________________
-I thought we were goin' to the attic.
-Oh, I hate all this uncertainty!
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hold on now. Wait a minute. Quiet!
_________________________________
No one's getting thrown out, okay?
We're all still here.
_________________________________
I mean, yeah,
we've lost friends along the way.
_________________________________
-Wheezy and Etch and...
-Bo Peep?
_________________________________
Yeah. Even Bo.
_________________________________
All good toys
who've gone on to new owners.
_________________________________
But through every yard sale, every
spring cleaning, Andy held on to us!
_________________________________
He must care about us,
or we wouldn't be here.
_________________________________
You wait. Andy's gonna tuck us in
the attic. It'll be safe and warm...
_________________________________
-And we'll all be together.
-Exactly!
_________________________________
There's games up there,
and books, and...
_________________________________
-The racecar track!
-The racecar track. Thank you!
_________________________________
-And the old TV.
-There you go, the old TV.
_________________________________
And those guys from the Christmas
decorations box. They're fun, right?
_________________________________
-(MR. POTATO HEAD MUMBLES)
-Yeah.
_________________________________
And someday, if we're lucky,
Andy may have kids of his own.
_________________________________
And he'll play with us then, right?
_________________________________
We'll always be there for him.
_________________________________
Come on, guys.
Let's get our parts together, get ready,
_________________________________
and go out on a high note.
_________________________________
I'd better find my other eye.
_________________________________
Where'd you leave it this time?
_________________________________
Someplace dark. And dusty.
_________________________________
Come on. Let's see how much
we're going for on eBay.
_________________________________
Don't worry. Andy's gonna
take care of us. I guarantee it!
_________________________________
You guarantee it, huh?
_________________________________
I don't know, Buzz.
What else could I say?
_________________________________
Well, whatever happens,
at least we'll all be together.
_________________________________
WOODY: For infinity and beyond.
_________________________________
If it wasn't for my family.
_________________________________
-Ay-ay-ay, muchacho.
-Huh?
_________________________________
I asked for a shoe shine
not your life story.
_________________________________
-Oh, yeah. Sorry.
-(STRUMS GUITAR)
_________________________________
I just can't really talk about
any of this at home. So...
_________________________________
If I were you,
_________________________________
I'd march right up to my family and say...
_________________________________
"Hey, I'm a musician. Deal with it."
_________________________________
-I could never say that.
-You are a musician, no?
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) I don't know.
_________________________________
I mean, I only really play for myself.
_________________________________
Ah! Did de la Cruz become
the world's best musician
_________________________________
by hiding his skills?
_________________________________
No! He walked out onto that plaza
_________________________________
and he played out loud.
_________________________________
Mira, mira, they're setting up
for tonight!
_________________________________
The music competition
for Día de Muertos.
_________________________________
You want to be like your hero?
You should sign up!
_________________________________
Uh-uh. My family would freak!
_________________________________
Look, if you're too scared
then, well, have fun making shoes.
_________________________________
Come on,
what did de la Cruz always say?
_________________________________
Seize your moment?
_________________________________
Show me what you got, muchacho.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
I'll be your first audience.
_________________________________
-ABUELITA ELENA: Miguel!
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
-Abuelita!
-What are you doing here?
_________________________________
(MIGUEL STAMMERING)
_________________________________
-You leave my grandson alone.
-(GROANS)
_________________________________
Doña, please!
_________________________________
I was just getting a shine. (GASPS)
_________________________________
I know your tricks, mariachi.
What did he say to you?
_________________________________
He was just showing me his guitar.
_________________________________
-(BOTH GASP)
-Shame on you.
_________________________________
My grandson is a sweet little
angelito querido cielito.
_________________________________
He wants no part
of your music, mariachi.
_________________________________
You keep away from him.
_________________________________
(YELPING)
_________________________________
Ay, pobrecito.
Oh, estás bien, mijo.
_________________________________
(MUFFLED GROANING)
_________________________________
You know better
than to be here in this place!
_________________________________
You will come home. Now.
_________________________________
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
_________________________________
How many times have we told you?
_________________________________
That plaza is crawling with mariachis.
_________________________________
-Yes, Tío Berto.
-(DANTE BARKING)
_________________________________
-No, no, no, no, no!
-Ah! Go away, you. Go!
_________________________________
-It's just Dante.
-(DANTE WHINES)
_________________________________
Never name a street dog.
_________________________________
They'll follow you forever.
Now, go get my shoe.
_________________________________
I found your son in Mariachi Plaza.
_________________________________
Ay, Miguel!
_________________________________
You know how Abuelita feels
about the plaza.
_________________________________
-I was just shining shoes.
-A musician's shoes!
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
But the plaza's where
all the foot traffic is.
_________________________________
If Abuelita says no more plaza,
then no more plaza.
_________________________________
-But what about tonight?
-What's tonight?
_________________________________
Well, they're having this talent show.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) And I thought I might...
_________________________________
-Sign up?
-Well, maybe?
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) You have to have talent
to be in a talent show.
_________________________________
What are you gonna do?
Shine shoes? (GROANS)
_________________________________
It's Día de los Muertos.
_________________________________
No one's going anywhere.
Tonight is about family.
_________________________________
-(SPITS)
-Ofrenda room. Vámonos.
_________________________________
-(KISSES)
-(MIGUEL SIGHS)
_________________________________
Don't give me that look.
_________________________________
Día de los Muertos
is the one night of the year
_________________________________
our ancestors can come visit us.
_________________________________
We've put their photos on the ofrenda
so their spirits can cross over.
_________________________________
That is very important.
_________________________________
If we don't put them up, they can't come.
_________________________________
We made all this food,
_________________________________
set out the things
they loved in life, mijo.
_________________________________
All this work
to bring the family together.
_________________________________
I don't want you sneaking off
to who knows where.
_________________________________
(GASPS) Where are you going?
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) I thought we were done.
_________________________________
Ay, Dios mio. Being part of
this family means
_________________________________
being here for this family.
_________________________________
I don't want to see you end up like...
_________________________________
MIGUEL: Like Mamá Coco's papá?
_________________________________
Never mention that man!
He's better off forgotten.
_________________________________
-But you're the one who...
-(TUTTING)
_________________________________
-I was just...
-(SHUSHING)
_________________________________
-But... I...
-(SHUSHING)
_________________________________
Papá?
_________________________________
Papá is home?
_________________________________
Mamá, cálmese, cálmese.
_________________________________
Papá is coming home?
_________________________________
No, Mamá. It's okay. I'm here.
_________________________________
Who are you?
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Rest, Mamá.
_________________________________
I'm hard on you because I care, Miguel.
_________________________________
Miguel? Miguel?
_________________________________
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
_________________________________
What are we going to do with that boy?
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) You're right.
That's just what he needs.
_________________________________
(JINGLE PLAYING ON P.A.)
_________________________________
Buy N Large is your superstore
_________________________________
We got all you need
and so much more
_________________________________
(CHATTERING)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E SQUAWKS)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKING HAPPILY)
_________________________________
MALE VOICE: Too much garbage
in your face?
_________________________________
There's plenty of space out in space!
_________________________________
BNL star liners leaving each day.
_________________________________
We'll clean up the mess
while you're away!
_________________________________
The jewel of the BNL fleet, the Axiom.
_________________________________
Spend your five-year cruise in style,
_________________________________
waited on 24 hours a day
by our fully automated crew,
_________________________________
while your captain and autopilot
_________________________________
chart a course for nonstop
entertainment, fine dining,
_________________________________
and with our all-access hoverchairs,
even Grandma can join the fun.
_________________________________
There's no need to walk.
_________________________________
The Axiom.
Putting the star in executive star liner.
_________________________________
Because at BNL,
space is the final fun-tier!
_________________________________
(STATIC BUZZING)
_________________________________
(MOTOR WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(HUMMING CHEERFULLY)
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(PUT ON YOUR
SUNDAY CLOTHES PLAYING)
_________________________________
No Monday in your Sunday
_________________________________
No Monday in your
Sunday clothes
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
Put on your Sunday clothes
when you feel down and out
_________________________________
Strut down the street
and have your picture took
_________________________________
Dressed like a dream
Your spirits seem to turn about
_________________________________
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
_________________________________
Oh-ho!
_________________________________
That you feel as fine as you look
_________________________________
(IT ONLY TAKES
A MOMENT PLAYING)
_________________________________
And we'll recall
_________________________________
Wow!
_________________________________
When time runs out
_________________________________
Ahh.
_________________________________
Whoa.
_________________________________
That it only
_________________________________
Took a moment
_________________________________
To be loved
_________________________________
A whole life
_________________________________
Long
_________________________________
(RATTLING)
_________________________________
(WIND HOWLING)
_________________________________
(IT ONLY TAKES
A MOMENT PLAYING)
_________________________________
And that is all
_________________________________
That love's about
_________________________________
(ALARM SOUNDING)
 _________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(WARBLES)
_________________________________
Oh...
_________________________________
(MOTOR WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(MOTOR WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
...a moment
_________________________________
(SIGHING)
_________________________________
To be loved
_________________________________
A whole life
_________________________________
(METALLIC CREAKING)
_________________________________
Long
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(BRICKS CLATTERING)
_________________________________
(CLATTERING IN DISTANCE)
_________________________________
-(GASPS)
-(BARKS)
_________________________________
(SIGHS IN RELIEF) It's you. Get in here.
_________________________________
Come on, Dante. Hurry up!
_________________________________
You're gonna get me in trouble, boy.
_________________________________
Someone can hear me.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) I wish someone
wanted to hear me.
_________________________________
(TUNES STRINGS)
_________________________________
Other than you. Ew. Okay.
_________________________________
-(STRUMS)
-Perfecto!
_________________________________
I have to sing. I have to play!
_________________________________
The music, it's not just in me, it is me.
_________________________________
(STRUMMING GUITAR)
_________________________________
When life gets me down,
I play my guitar.
_________________________________
The rest of the world
may follow the rules,
_________________________________
but I must follow my heart.
_________________________________
Ugh!
_________________________________
You know that feeling
like there's a song in the air and...
_________________________________
It's playing just for you?
_________________________________
♪ A feeling so close...
_________________________________
♪ You could reach out and touch it
_________________________________
♪ I never knew
_________________________________
♪ I could want something
so much, but it's true
_________________________________
You must have faith, sister.
_________________________________
Oh, but, Padre, he will never listen.
_________________________________
He will listen. To music.
_________________________________
♪ Only a song, only a song has
the power to change a heart ♪
_________________________________
Never underestimate
the power of music.
_________________________________
NUN: But my father,
he will never give his permission.
_________________________________
DE LA CRUZ: I am done
asking permission.
_________________________________
When you see your moment,
you mustn't let it pass you by.
_________________________________
You must seize it!
_________________________________
INTERVIEWER: Señor de la Cruz,
_________________________________
what did it take for you
to seize your moment?
_________________________________
I had to have faith in my dream.
_________________________________
No one was going to hand it to me.
_________________________________
It was up to me to reach for that dream.
_________________________________
Grab it tight and make it come true.
_________________________________
MIGUEL: ...and make it come true.
_________________________________
(STATIC)
_________________________________
No more hiding, Dante.
I got to seize my moment!
_________________________________
(BARKS)
_________________________________
 I'm gonna play in Mariachi Plaza
if it kills me.
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E GROANING)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
(CLANGING)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(CLANKS)
_________________________________
(MUTTERING)
_________________________________
(MOANING)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(POWERING UP SOUND)
_________________________________
(WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(SKITTERING)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(SIGHS CONTENTEDLY)
_________________________________
(SQUELCHES)
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Aw!
_________________________________
(WALL-E EXHALES IN RELIEF)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(KEYS RATTLING)
_________________________________
(CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
Whoa.
_________________________________
Ooh!
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(CLANGS)
_________________________________
(KNOCKING)
_________________________________
Ooh!
_________________________________
(CHIRPS)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(BLEEPS)
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(BLEEPS)
_________________________________
Ha!
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Aha!
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
(SHIP RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(WARBLING IN CONFUSION)
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(ENGINES POWERING DOWN)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(WHOOSHING)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(PANICKING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(DESCENDING WHOOSH)
_________________________________
(METALLIC CLANGING)
_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC WARBLING)
_________________________________
(WHINING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(BUZZES)
_________________________________
(CLANGING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E YELPS SOFTLY)
_________________________________
(ENGINES POWERING UP)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(EVE BEEPING)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(ZIPPING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES APPRECIATIVELY)
_________________________________
(SONIC BOOM)
_________________________________
(COOING)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(WEAPON DRONING)
_________________________________
(CHATTERING IN FEAR)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC SCANNING)
_________________________________
(BEEPS)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(COCKROACH CHIRPS)
_________________________________
(WALL-E EXCLAIMS WORRIEDLY)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
EVE: Ooh!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMING IN ALARM)
_________________________________
Who are you?
_________________________________
(WALL-E SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
EVE: Who are you?
_________________________________
Who are you?
_________________________________
(COCKROACH SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(BUZZES)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(LA VIE EN ROSE PLAYING)
_________________________________
(EVE SCANNING AND BEEPING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(YELPING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Hold me close and hold me fast
_________________________________
The magic spell you cast
_________________________________
This is la vie en rose
_________________________________
(EVE EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
When you kiss me heaven sighs
_________________________________
And though I close my eyes
_________________________________
I see la vie en rose
_________________________________
WALL-E: Whoa!
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
When you press me to your heart
_________________________________
(SCURRYING)
_________________________________
I'm in a world apart
_________________________________
A world where roses bloom
_________________________________
And when you speak
Angels sing from above
_________________________________
Everyday words seem
to turn into love songs
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________
(SIGHS DISAPPOINTEDLY)
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
(BUZZES)
_________________________________
(BUZZES)
_________________________________
(EVE GRUMBLING)
_________________________________
(BUZZES ANGRILY)
_________________________________
(BUZZES ANGRILY)
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS IN FRUSTRATION)
_________________________________
(DISTANT EXPLOSIONS)
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLING CASUALLY)
_________________________________
(WHISTLING CASUALLY)
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
(EVE SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(EVE INQUIRING IN
FOREIGN LANGUAGES)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Huh?
_________________________________
(EVE INQUIRING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
_________________________________
EVE: Directive?
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
EVE: Directive?
_________________________________
(WALL-E TITTERING)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Ta-da!
_________________________________
EVE: Ooh!
_________________________________
-(ENUNCIATING) Directive?
-Directive?
_________________________________
Classified.
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
EVE: Name?
_________________________________
(HESITANTLY)
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) WALL-E.
_________________________________
WALL-E.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
WALL-E.
_________________________________
(GIGGLES)
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
(STRUGGLING)
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
E... Ah!
_________________________________
"EVE. EVE."
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
WALL-E: EVE.
_________________________________
EVE: "EVE."
_________________________________
(ALARM SOUNDING)
_________________________________
WALL-E: EVE...
_________________________________
EVE! EVE! EVE!
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
WALL-E! WALL-E!
_________________________________
(WINDS ROARING)
_________________________________
(SNEEZES)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Oh.
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(WALL-E HUMMING SOFTLY)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
Ooh!
_________________________________
(DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY PLAYING)
_________________________________
Here is a little song I wrote
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
...note for note
Don't worry
_________________________________
(WALL-E EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
Be happy
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS ENTHUSIASTICALLY)
_________________________________
Here.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(EVE WARBLES)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Look.
_________________________________
(POPPING)
_________________________________
Pop.
_________________________________
You pop.
_________________________________
(POPS)
_________________________________
(EVE GIGGLES)
_________________________________
(WALL-E WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(POPPING RAPIDLY)
_________________________________
EVE: Ooh!
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(BOTH EXCLAIM)
_________________________________
EVE: Oops.
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(MUTTERING NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
(GROANING IN CONCERN)
_________________________________
(STATIC BUZZING)
_________________________________
(PUT ON YOUR SUNDAY CLOTHES
PLAYING)
_________________________________
Monday in your Sunday
_________________________________
EVE: Ooh!
_________________________________
No Monday in your Sunday clothes
_________________________________
Put on your Sunday clothes
when you feel down and out
_________________________________
(WALL-E HUMMING ALONG)
_________________________________
Strut down the street
and have your picture took
_________________________________
Dressed like a dream
Your spirits seem to turn about
_________________________________
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
_________________________________
That you feel as fine as you look
_________________________________
(WALL-E BECKONS)
_________________________________
...new down to your toes
_________________________________
Get out your feathers
Your patent leathers
_________________________________
(WALL-E HUMMING)
_________________________________
Your beads and buckles and bows
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMING IN GROWING ALARM)
_________________________________
(CRASHING)
_________________________________
(WALL-E GRUNTS)
_________________________________
WALL-E?
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
(WARBLES IN CONCERN)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Whoa! Uh-oh!
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
(WALL-E MUTTERING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Ha!
_________________________________
(EVE WARBLES)
_________________________________
Ooh!
_________________________________
WALL-E: (IN AWE) Oh!
_________________________________
(IT ONLY TAKES
A MOMENT PLAYING)
_________________________________
And that is all
_________________________________
That love's about
_________________________________
And we'll recall
_________________________________
When time runs out
_________________________________
That it only
_________________________________
(WALL-E WARBLES)
_________________________________
EVE: Ooh!
_________________________________
Took a moment
_________________________________
To be loved
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
A whole life
_________________________________
Long
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(GIGGLES)
_________________________________
Hmm?
_________________________________
Ooh!
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(BLEEPING)
_________________________________
(ENGINES POWERING UP)
_________________________________
(WALL-E SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(STEADY PULSING)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Whoa.
_________________________________
EVE.
_________________________________
EVE?
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS SOFTLY)
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
EVE!
_________________________________
(INSISTENTLY) EVE!
_________________________________
(MACHINERY WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(THUNDER CRASHING)
_________________________________
WALL-E: Whoa!
_________________________________
(WALL-E SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(GLASS SHATTERS)
_________________________________
(GAME BEEPING)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
MOLLY: Can I have your stereo?
ANDY: No.
_________________________________
MOLLY: Why not?
ANDY: 'Cause I'm taking it with me.
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
-Can I have your computer?
-No.
_________________________________
-Your video games?
-Forget it, Molly.
_________________________________
Okay. Andy, let's get to work here.
_________________________________
Anything you're not taking to college
either goes in the attic, or it's trash.
_________________________________
-Mom, I'm not leaving till Friday.
-Come on. It's garbage day.
_________________________________
-Mom.
-Look, it's simple.
_________________________________
Skateboard, college.
Little League trophy, probably attic.
_________________________________
Apple core, trash. You can do the rest.
_________________________________
Why do you still have these toys?
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Molly, out of my room!
_________________________________
Three more days and it's mine!
_________________________________
Molly, you're not off the hook either.
_________________________________
You have more toys
than you know what to do with.
_________________________________
Some of them could make
other kids really happy.
_________________________________
What kids?
_________________________________
The children at the daycare.
They're always asking for donations.
_________________________________
-REX: What's daycare?
-(WOODY SHUSHING)
_________________________________
MOLLY: Mom.
ANDY'S MOM: No buts.
_________________________________
You choose the toys you want to
donate, I'll drop them off at Sunnyside.
_________________________________
(SIGHING)
_________________________________
JESSIE: Poor Barbie.
_________________________________
HAMM: I get the Corvette.
_________________________________
Andy, come on.
You need to start making decisions.
_________________________________
Like what?
_________________________________
Like what are you gonna do
with these toys?
_________________________________
-Should we donate them to Sunnyside?
-No.
_________________________________
Maybe sell them online?
_________________________________
Mom, no one's gonna want
those old toys.
_________________________________
They're junk.
_________________________________
Fine. You have till Friday.
_________________________________
Anything that's not packed for college
or in the attic
_________________________________
-is getting thrown out.
-(SIGHS) Whatever you say, Mom.
_________________________________
(EXHALING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
-What's happening?
-We're getting thrown out, you idiot.
_________________________________
That's what's happening.
_________________________________
(SIGHING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-You need a hand?
-I got it.
_________________________________
Here.
_________________________________
So, you gonna miss me
when I'm gone?
_________________________________
-If I say no, do I still get your room?
-Nope.
_________________________________
MOLLY: Then, yes, I'll miss you.
_________________________________
(GASPING) I can't breathe!
_________________________________
-Oh, this can't be happening!
-Quiet! What's that sound?
_________________________________
(LADDER CREAKING)
_________________________________
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
Andy! (SIGHS)
_________________________________
(GASPS) That's not trash.
That's not trash!
_________________________________
Think, think, Woody.
Think, think, think. Oh!
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
Buster! Come here, boy! Come here!
_________________________________
Okay, boy. To the curb! Hee-yah!
_________________________________
(YAWNING)
_________________________________
(WOODY GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(STRAINING) No, Buster! No!
_________________________________
WOODY: Get up. Buster!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
-We're on the curb!
-Oh, I knew it would come to this!
_________________________________
Pull, everyone! Pull!
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
-REX: It won't rip!
-Oh, forget it!
_________________________________
It's triple-ply,
high-density polyethylene!
_________________________________
There's gotta be a way out!
_________________________________
Oh, Andy doesn't want us.
What's the point?
_________________________________
Point. Point. Point!
_________________________________
Push! Push!
_________________________________
I can hear the garbage truck!
_________________________________
It's getting closer.
_________________________________
(HUMMING GUITAR RIFFS)
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMING IN DISGUST)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
Buzz! Jessie!
_________________________________
(SOFT CLINKING)
_________________________________
(SIGHS IN RELIEF)
_________________________________
-Andy threw us out.
-Like we were garbage.
_________________________________
-Junk. He called us junk.
-How could he?
_________________________________
(CRYING)
_________________________________
This doesn't make any sense.
_________________________________
I should have seen this coming.
It's Emily all over again.
_________________________________
-Sarge was right.
-Yeah, and Woody was wrong.
_________________________________
Wait a minute. Wait, hold on.
This is no time to be hysterical.
_________________________________
It's the perfect time to be hysterical.
_________________________________
-Should we be hysterical?
-No!
_________________________________
-Yes!
-Maybe! But not right now!
_________________________________
Yee-haw! Fellas, I know what to do.
_________________________________
What the heck?
_________________________________
-Oh, we should've done this years ago.
-Jessie, wait. What about Woody?
_________________________________
He's fine, Buzz.
Andy's taking him to college.
_________________________________
Now we need to go!
_________________________________
You're right. Come on.
_________________________________
-Buzz?
-Woody!
_________________________________
What's going on? Don't you know
this box is being donated?
_________________________________
It's under control, Woody.
We have a plan.
_________________________________
We're going to daycare!
_________________________________
Daycare?
What, have you all lost your marbles?
_________________________________
Well, didn't you see?
Andy threw us away.
_________________________________
No, no, no, no.
He was putting you in the attic.
_________________________________
Attic? So how did we
end up on the curb?
_________________________________
That was a mistake.
Andy's mom thought you were trash.
_________________________________
Yeah. After he put us in a trash bag.
_________________________________
And called us junk!
_________________________________
Yeah, I know. It looks bad.
But, guys, you gotta believe me.
_________________________________
Sure thing, college boy!
_________________________________
Andy's moving on, Woody.
It's time we did the same.
_________________________________
Okay. Out of the box.
Everyone, right now!
_________________________________
Come on, Buzz. Give me a hand.
We gotta get this thing outta here.
_________________________________
Woody, wait. We need to figure out
what's best for everyone.
_________________________________
Oh, great. Great! It's gonna take us
forever to get back here.
_________________________________
-(BELL TOLLING)
-(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
_________________________________
 Día de los Muertos has begun!
_________________________________
No, no. We have to make a clear path.
_________________________________
The petals guide our ancestors home.
_________________________________
We don't want their spirits to get lost.
_________________________________
We want them to come
and enjoy all the food
_________________________________
and drinks on the ofrenda.
_________________________________
-PAPÁ: Mamá!
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Where should we put this table?
_________________________________
ABUELITA ELENA:
In the courtyard, mijos.
_________________________________
PAPÁ: You want it down by the kitchen?
_________________________________
Sí. Next to the other one.
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
-Get under! Get under!
-Miguel?
_________________________________
Nothing! Mamá, Papá, I...
_________________________________
Miguel, your abuelita had
the most wonderful idea.
_________________________________
We've all decided
it's time you joined us in the workshop!
_________________________________
-What?
-No more shining shoes.
_________________________________
You'll be making them,
every day after school.
_________________________________
Oh! Our Migueli-ti-ti-ti-to
_________________________________
carrying on the family tradition.
_________________________________
And on Día de los Muertos!
_________________________________
Your ancestors would be so proud.
_________________________________
You'll craft huaraches
just like your Tía Victoria.
_________________________________
PAPÁ: And wingtips
like your Papá Julio.
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) But what if
I'm no good at making shoes?
_________________________________
Ah, Miguel. You have your
family here to guide you.
_________________________________
You are a Rivera.
_________________________________
And a Rivera is...
_________________________________
A shoemaker. Through and through.
_________________________________
That's my boy! (LAUGHS) Berto!
_________________________________
Break out the good stuff!
I want to make a toast.
_________________________________
-(KISSING)
-(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
-(SIGHS HEAVILY)
-(CLATTERS)
_________________________________
(DANTE WHINES)
_________________________________
Dante! No, Dante. Stop!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
No, no, no, no, no! No.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
De la Cruz's guitar?
_________________________________
Papá? Papá?
_________________________________
Mamá Coco,
is your papá Ernesto de la Cruz?
_________________________________
Papá! Papá!
_________________________________
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Papá! Papá! It's him!
_________________________________
I know who my
great-great-grandfather was.
_________________________________
Miguel, get down from there.
_________________________________
Mamá Coco's father
was Ernesto de la Cruz!
_________________________________
What are you talking about?
_________________________________
I'm gonna be a musician!
_________________________________
ABUELITA ELENA: What is all this?
_________________________________
You keep secrets from your own family?
_________________________________
It's all that time he spends in the plaza.
_________________________________
Fills his head with crazy fantasies.
_________________________________
It's not a fantasy.
_________________________________
That man was Ernesto de la Cruz!
_________________________________
The greatest musician of all time!
_________________________________
We've never known anything
about this man!
_________________________________
But whoever he was,
he still abandoned his family.
_________________________________
This is no future for my son.
_________________________________
But, Papá, you said
my family would guide me.
_________________________________
Well, de la Cruz is my family.
_________________________________
I'm supposed to play music.
_________________________________
Never! That man's music was a curse.
_________________________________
I will not allow it.
_________________________________
-If you would just let...
-Miguel...
_________________________________
You will listen to your family.
_________________________________
No more music.
_________________________________
-Just listen to me play!
-End of argument.
_________________________________
(STRUMMING)
_________________________________
You want to end up
like that man? Forgotten?
_________________________________
Left off your family's ofrenda?
_________________________________
I don't care if I'm on
some stupid ofrenda.
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-No!
-Mamá!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
_________________________________
There. No guitar. No music.
_________________________________
(BREATHES SHAKILY)
_________________________________
Oh, come. You'll feel better
after you eat with your family.
_________________________________
I don't want to be in this family!
_________________________________
Miguel! Miguel!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(YIPPING)
_________________________________
(MAN SINGING IN SPANISH)
_________________________________
I want to play in the plaza,
like de la Cruz.
_________________________________
Can I still sign up?
_________________________________
You got an instrument?
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) No.
But if I can borrow a guitar...
_________________________________
Musicians got to bring
their own instruments.
_________________________________
-(CROWD CHEERING)
-You find a guitar, kid,
_________________________________
I'll put you on the list.
_________________________________
-Can I borrow your guitar?
-Sorry, muchaco.
_________________________________
-You guys have a spare guitar?
-No.
_________________________________
I need a guitar just for a little bit.
_________________________________
-Get out of here, kid.
-(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(FIREWORKS EXPLODING)
_________________________________
Great-great-grandfather,
what am I supposed to do?
_________________________________
________
Imagining in December 2017
_________________________________
I told you to stay away from me.
_________________________________
(GULPING)
_________________________________
I am still gonna
squeeze the life out of you.
_________________________________
But before I do,
can you find me some more?
_________________________________
Uh, here, more of these. You know...
_________________________________
-(IMITATES GOBBLING)
-(GROWLING)
_________________________________
No. Stop. What are you doing?
_________________________________
Hey, wait.
Can you take me to the berries?
_________________________________
Where are you going?
_________________________________
I knew it. I'm gonna die out here.
Because of you.
_________________________________
Hey. Hey. What are you doing?
No, no, no. Stop!
_________________________________
(ARLO YELLS)
_________________________________
ARLO: Hey. Hey. No. Stop!
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Ooh.
_________________________________
Ow. Ow.
_________________________________
Why you little... Come back here!
_________________________________
(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(GASPS) Berries!
_________________________________
ARLO: Oh!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES)
-(GROWLING)
_________________________________
-What's with you?
-(CONTINUES GROWLING)
_________________________________
They're right here. Crazy critter.
_________________________________
-(SNARLING)
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(YELLING)
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(GRUNTS)
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-(GASPS)
-(HISSING AND SNARLING)
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(GROWLING)
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(ARLO YELLING)
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(PANTING)
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-FORREST WOODBUSH: Hello.
-(ARLO GASPS)
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Hello?
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FORREST WOODBUSH:
We've been watching you.
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(GASPS)
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We thought you were going to die,
but then you didn't.
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(GASPS)
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That creature protected you.
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-Why?
-I don't know.
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I'm going home. Do you know
how far Clawtooth Mountain is?
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(CHIRPING)
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Good idea. We want him.
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Why?
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Because it's terrifying out here.
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He can protect me like my friends.
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This is Fury.
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He protects me from the creatures
that crawl in the night.
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This is Destructor.
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She protects me from mosquitoes.
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This is Dream Crusher.
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He protects me
from having unrealistic goals.
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And this is Debbie.
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(CHIRPING)
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Yes, we need him.
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What is his name?
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A name? I don't know.
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Hmm. Then I will meditate on this.
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Hmm...
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I name him, I keep him. Hmm...
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Killer.
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Hmm... Beast.
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Hmm... Murderer.
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-Hmm...
-Uh... Grubby!
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-Funeral Planner?
-Uh, Cootie!
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-Hmm... Hemorrhoid.
-Uh, Squirt!
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-Uh, Frank!
-Stinky!
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-Maniac!
-Funky!
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-Violet.
-Spike!
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-Lunatic.
-Spot!
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Spot! Come here, Spot. Come here.
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He is named.
You clearly are connected.
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Good for you.
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On your path to Clawtooth Mountain
that creature will keep you safe.
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-Don't ever lose him.
-(CHIRPING)
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No. No. You can't have him, Debbie.
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-(GROWLING)
-No, no, no. Debbie!
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Debbie! Stop! You're better than this.
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No, no, no! Come back! Debbie!
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(BOTH LAUGH)
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