Monsters University Page #3

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destroying life as we know it,

and of course

we can't have that.

So I'm afraid I cannot

recommend that you continue

in the Scaring program.

Good day.

Wait, what?

But I'm a Sullivan.

Well then, I'm sure your family

will be very disappointed.

And, Mr. Wazowski,

what you lack is something

that cannot be taught.

You're not scary.

You will not be continuing

in the Scaring program.

Please. Let me try the simulator.

I'll surprise you.

Surprise me?

I doubt that very much.

Welcome back.

I hope everyone

had a pleasant bre.

Some say that a career as a

scream-can designer is boring,

unchallenging, a waste

of a monster's potential.

Open your textbooks

to chapter three.

We will now plunge

into the rich history

of scream-can design.

Out of my way!

Coming through!

Oh, sorry. Ha-ha!

Welcome to this year's

Greek Scare Games kickoff.

The Scare Game!

Yeah!

Okay, relax.

We have a special guest,

the founder of the games,

Dean Hardscrabble.

Good afterno.

As a student,

I created these gas

as a friendly competition,

but be prepared.

To take home the troph,

you must be the most

fearsome monsters on campus.

So good luck, and may

the best monsters wi.

All right, everybody.

We're closing down sign-,

so we'll see you all...

Wait!

I'm signing up!

What?

Uh...

You have to be in a fraterniy to compete.

Behold the next winning

fraternity of the Scare Games,

the brothers, my brothers,

of Oozma Kappa!

Hi.

Mr. Wazowski,

what are you doing?

You just said the winners are the

most fearsome monsters on campus.

If I win,

it means you kicked out the best Scarer

in the whole school.

That won't happen.

How about a little wager?

If I win, you let me back

in the Scaring program.

And what would that prove?

That you were wrong.

Very well.

If you win, I will

let your entire team

into the Scare program.

But if you lose,

you will leave

Monsters University.

Deal.

Now all you need to do is find

enough members to compete.

We need six guys, right?

Sorry, chief.

We count bodies, not heads.

That dude counts as one.

Anybody else want to join our team?

Anyone at all?

Excuse me.

Sorry. I'm late.

Can I squeeze by you?

Randy!

Randy, thank goodness.

I need you on my team.

Oh. Sorry.

I'm already on a team.

Boggs.

I'm finally in with

the cool kids, Mike.

Don't blow this for me.

Do the thing.

Oh! Where did he go?

Please, anybody.

I need one more monster.

Just one more!

Yeah, sorry.

Doesn't look good.

We have to move on.

Your team doesn't qualify.

Yes, it does!

The star player

has just arrived.

No way! Someone else!

Please! Anyone else.

We're shutting down sign-ups, okay?

Is he on your team or not?

Come on! Let's go!

Fine! Yes,

he's on my team.

Good luck.

All right, Wazowski,

what's the plan?

This is a fraternity house?

Hey there, teammateys!

Come on aboard!

As the president

of Oozma Kappa,

it is my honor to welcome

you to your new home.

We call this room

"Party Central."

Technically,

we haven't actually had a party here yet.

But when we do, we'll be ready!

Whoo!

The hot cocoa train

is coming through! Whoa!

Next stop... You!

I would like to

start us off first by...

So, you guys

are Scaring majors?

We were!

None of us lasted very long.

I guess we just weren't what old

Hardscrabble was looking for.

Don Carlton, mature student.

Thirty years in

the textile industry

and then old dandy Don

got downsized.

Figured I could throw

myself a pity party,

or go back to school

and learn the computers.

Hello. I'm Terry

with a "Y"...

And I'm Terri with an "I"!

I'm a dance major!

And I'm not.

Five, six, seven, eight!

Seven, eight, turn! And...

Why didn't you turn?

Because we never

agreed to do this!

You said this was

going to be cool!

No one said

this was gonna be cool.

Now I'm embarrassed.

Now you're embarrassed?

Yes, because

it's in front of people!

You should wake up embarrassed.

Hey, hey, hey!

I'm Art!

New Age philosophy major.

Excited to live with you

and laugh with you,

and cry with you.

Thought you might like

to keep a dream journal.

Guess that leaves me.

Ah!

My name's Scott Squibbles.

My friends call me Squishy.

I'm undeclared, unattached,

and unwelcome pretty much

everywhere but here.

Now that we've all been introduced,

as captain of our team...

So, basically, you guys have

no Scaring experience?

Not a lot!

But now we've got you!

You're about the scariest

fella I've ever seen.

Even with them pink polka dots.

Aw, thanks.

Actually, I think I bring

the whole package.

Your hands are

as big as my face!

He's like a mountain with fur!

Oh, come on.

I don't even work out.

- Yeah, me neither.

- I don't want to get too big.

We thought our dreams were over,

but Mike said if we win,

they're letting us in

the Scaring program.

We're going to be real Scarers!

The best!

You betcha!

Yeah!

Right.

And here's what you've been

waiting for, fellas.

Your very own

Oozma Kappa bedroom.

Oh... Great!

We're sharing this room?

We'll let you guys get settled.

Anything you need,

you just give a big holler-oonie!

Okay, thanks, buddy.

Are you kidding me?

Look, they don't

need to be good.

I'm going to

carry the whole team.

Really? And who's

going to carry you?

Hey, if you want to

go back to can design,

you know where the door is.

Great.

Guys?

Anybody home?

Um...

Hello?

Fellas?

Do you pledge your souls

to the Oozma Kappa brotherhood?

Ow!

Do you swear to

keep secret...

all that you learn here?

No matter how horrifying?

Hey!

Will you take the sacred

oath of the...

For crying out loud.

Sweetie!

Turn the lights on

while you're down here!

You're going to ruin your eyes!

Mom!

We're doing an initiation!

Oh, scary.

Well, carry on.

Just pretend I'm not here.

This is my mom's house.

Do you promise to look out

for your brothers...

no matter what the peril?

Will you defend Oozma Kappa

no matter how dangerous?

No matter how insurmountable

the odds may be?

From evils both

great and small?

In the face of

unending pain and...

Oh, forget it!

You're in.

Look, we know

we're no one's first choice

for a fraternity,

so it means a lot

to have you here with us.

Can't wait to start Scaring

with you, brothers.

Time for a celebration!

Yeah!

Grab the couch cushions,

gentlemen,

because we're building a fort!

Mom, can we

stay up late tonight?

Mmm, I know you're a princess

and I'm just a stable boy.

Yuck!

Mom! What are you doing?

Your grubby paw was in my bed!

Were you kissing my hand?

No. And what about you

with all your shedding?

I don't shed.

Really.

Uh...

Excuse me.

I just want to get my stuff.

Would you just...

Oh, hey. Come on!

Let me get my stuff!

My butt!

First morning in the house.

That's going in the album!

Guys!

We got a letter!

A letter?

We never get mail.

Oh! Sorry.

It's stuck.

Would you...

Give me that!

Tentacles.

They're sticky.

It's the first event

of the Scare Games.

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