Monsters, Inc. Page #9

Huh?

Number One

wants to talk to you.

Attention!

Hello, boys.

BOTH:

Roz?!

Two and a half years

of undercover work

were almost wasted

when you intercepted

that child, Mr Sullivan.

Of course, without your help,

I never would have known

that this went all the way up

to Waternoose.

( baby talk )

( gasps )

ROZ:

Now...

about the girl...

I just want to

send her home.

Very good.

( chioing tones )

Bring me a door shredder.

What, you mean... you mean,

I can't see her again?

That's the way it has to be.

I'll give you

five minutes.

( whirring hum )

Well, so long, kid.

Mike Wazowski!

Yeah.

Ah, Boo,

it's been fun.

Go ahead.

Go grow up.

( door creaking )

( squealing in delight )

( laughing )

Uh-uh, B-Boo...?

( speaking baby talk )

Um... Boo?

( speaking baby talk )

Oh, look at that.

Yeah, you know...

Oh, that's cute, yeah.

( baby talk )

Uh, Boo, um...

( squeaking toy )

Well, that's very nice.

( giggling )

Come here, you!

( squeals )

( both laughing )

Oh, he's a happy bear...

( giggling )

( baby talk )

Nothing's coming

out of your closet

to scare you

any more, right?

Mm...

Yeah.

Goodbye, Boo.

Kitty.

Kitty has to go.

Boo!

( gasps )

Kitty?

( ootor buzzing loudly )

( clicks off )

None of this

ever happened, gentlemen.

And I don't want to see

any paperwork on this.

( door closes )

Take him away.

( all ourouring )

I bet we get

the rest of the day off.

You idiot!

They're going

to shut down the factory!

( all gasp )

I'm telling you, pal,

when that wall went up

you should have seen the look

on Waternoose's face.

Whoo-hoo! I hope we get

a copy of that tape.

Hey, you all right?

Come on, pal,

cheer up, we did it!

We got Boo home.

Ah, sure, we put the factory

in the toilet, and...

gee, hundreds of people

will be out of work now.

Not to mention the angry mob

that'll come after us

when there's no more power,

but, hey...

at least we had

some laughs, right?

Laughs...

( crickets chirping )

( wind blowing softly )

( door quietly creaks open )

( boy gasps )

Hey, is this thing on?

Hello?

Hello?

Testing, testing.

Hey, good evening.

How are you?

How are you?

Nice to see you.

I tell you, it's good

to be here in... your room.

Where you from?

Never mind.

You're in

kindergarten, right?

Oh, I love kindergarten.

Best three years of my life.

Of my life.

But I love sports.

Dodgeball was the best.

Oh, yeah.

I was the fastest one out there.

Course I was the ball.

But I...

was the ball, see?

All right.

( ruobling )

( ruobling gets louder )

( gurgling )

Ah...

( huge burp )

Ah?

( laughing )

Hey, thanks a lot.

I'll be here all week.

Remember to tip your waitresses.

( guffawing )

( rippling gurgle )

( bell dings )

Great job, Mikey.

You filled your quota on

the first kid of the day.

Not bad, huh?

You know, only somebody

with perfect comedic timing

could produce this much energy

in one shot.

Uh-huh, and the fact

that laughter is

ten times more

powerful than scream

had nothing to do with it.

( clears throat )

CELIA:

Oh, Googley Bear.

Come here, you.

Schmoopsie-poo!

Googley.

Whoa!

( snakes chittering )

( Mike giggling )

Girls!

Girls, put...

Stop, stop, stop!

Michael,

you're such a charmer.

Hey, did you bring

the magazine?

They just delivered

a whole box.

Let me see it!

( laughing )

Sulley and I

made the cover, right?

( whispering ):

I don't believe it.

( syopathetically ):

~Googley Bear...

I'm on the cover

of a magazine!

Ow!

( chattering )

( jittering blubbers )

Oh, this is great!

( huooing happily )

( child laughing uproariously )

( bell dings )

Oh.

( distant laughter )

( kazoo whirs )

( toy horn toots )

MIKE:

Hey, Sulley!

( yells )

Hey, uh, Mike.

I was, uh, just...

Well, listen,

if you got a minute

there's something

I want to show you.

But-but-but...

Okay, close your eyes.

Follow me.

Come on.

I-I-I...

No peeking.

Keep coming,

keep coming,

keep coming.

Come on,

keep coming.

Keep coming,

keep coming.

Mike...

Follow the sultry

sound of my voice.

Okay, stop.

Open them.

♪ Ta-da! ♪

Mike...

is that...?

Sorry it took

so long, pal.

It was a lot of wood

to go through.

You know,

it only works

if you have

every piece.

( whirring hum)

( creaking )

Boo?

BOO:

Kitty!

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