All language subtitles for Monsters.at.Work.S02E10.WEB.x264-TORRENTGALAXY

RANDY: Come on. (GRUNTS)

(CHUCKLING) Let me
tell you a story.

Me and Johnny
go way back at MU.

We were practically
joined at the hip.

Besties.

SWAMP WOMAN: Cleetus,
what is that?

SWAMP MAN: What in tarnation?

(GROWLING)
(SWAMP WOMAN SHRIEKING)

RANDY: He saved me
from those swamp people,
so I owed him one.

You see,
Fear Co. had a problem.

Scream Power was kaput.

And Johnny needed
to protect his family legacy.

So we cooked up
a brilliant scheme.

We pretended to invent
a Scream Amplifier

that would save
the Scaring industry.

Ah. (LAUGHING)

Meanwhile, I used my very
particular set of skills

to sneak into Monsters, Inc.
in the dead of night

and nab the MIFTers' key
to their holding pen,

steal those dummies'
laugh energy

and then pass it off
as our own.

(LAUGHING)

I even rewired
the empty canisters

so no one noticed
the missing laugh energy.

Hmm.

Those clowns
didn't have any idea
what was going on.

Ha!

And then I tipped off
the clueless media
about the leaky canisters.

Who is this?
I'm a big fan.

Hello? Hello?

RANDY: Suddenly,
Monsters, Inc. couldn't meet
the energy needs of this city

and caused
a catastrophic blackout.

Curse you,
Laugh Power!

RANDY: And along the way,
I had some fun sticking it

to that one-eyed cretin
Wazowski.

MIKE: My lucky mint
better be returned
in pristine condition.

RANDY: But I wanted
nothing more

than to wipe that smug grin

off Sullivan's
stupid blue face.

(LAUGHING)

And we found some poor schmuck
close to him to help us out.

TYLOR: Wait. Wait a second.
I'm the schmuck?

You used me?

Tylor, Tylor.

I didn't use you,
I chose you.

I've been watching you
ever since you broke
Sullivan's Scare Record,

and then I see you
telling jokes
at the homecoming game.

I knew your talent
was being wasted
at Monsters, Inc.

Yeah,
but because of you,

all my friends
hate me now.

Friends?

They are not
your friends.

Did any of them
stand up for you?

Well, I mean, no,
but...

Tylor, I'm standing up
for you.

The world is
changing around us,

and I need your help
to take it back.

Speaking of help,
you know who didn't
get any? Me.

Your phony
Scream Amplifier
is activated,

and so is my tennis elbow
so thanks for that.

(SCATTERED LAUGHTER)

What? No. No, no.

You're mixing
laughs and screams?

Yeah.

There is
no Scream Amplifier.

Now, come on, kid.
We got to get back
out there.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(HELICOPTER HOVERING)

(SIRENS BLARING)

Michael Wazowski,
James Patrick Sullivan.

Uh, yeah.
Who's asking?

M.E.R.C.
MONSTER: Oh, M.E.R.C.

Uh...
Attention.

Monsters, Inc. is now
under the jurisdiction

of the Monstropolis Energy
Regulatory Commission.

Halt all funny business
immediately.

I repeat, halt all
funny business immediately

and exit the building
in a non-humorous manner.

You're wanted
for questioning

about the blackout
you caused.

BOTH: We caused?

Hey, watch the fur.
Call my lawyer.

Googly Bear.

Wait a second,
I don't have a lawyer.
Find me a lawyer!

One that works pro bono.
CELIA: Don't try to be soft.

Yes, we're bringing them
to M.E.R.C. Headquarters now.

Preparing to transfer
the city's power needs

from Monsters, Inc.
to Fear Co.
Fear Co.?

Folks, I just
received this bulletin.

Sadly, M.E.R.C. has confirmed
that Monsters Incorporated
caused the blackout.

Once their supply
of Laugh Power ran out,

it shorted out
the entire power grid.

(SCOFFS) I knew it.

You know, it breaks my heart
that the hardworking citizens

of Monstropolis
don't have power.

But Tylor, our top Scarer
and future face of Fear

has helped get
our new Scream Amplifier
up and running.

Johnny... (STUTTERS)
Can I borrow you for...

It's just about...

Listen to him.
So excited.

Now, trust me.

Power will be restored
by 09:00 tonight.

Okay,
so Jack and Jill...
Hey, Johnny!

Johnny. Hold up. Wait.

...of
the Scream Amplifier.

Johnny, listen!

You cannot mix
screams and laughs.

This whole building
is gonna blow.

Like, explode?

(CHUCKLES)
It's okay. Relax.

I appreciate
your concern,

but I've done
my own research, okay?

(STUTTERS)
But, uh, are you sure
that's accurate?

Boo!
(SHRIEKS)

(LAUGHING)

Oh, you still
got it, Boggs.

I'm just warming up
to scare some kids.

I hope I get
a bed wetter,
like Chet in college.

(CHUCKLES)
Good old Chet Wetter.
They still call you that?

They should, Chet Wetter.

I just go by Chet now.
(RECEIVING STATION RUMBLING)

Whoa! See?
Did you see that?

That is not good.
Tylor, it's fine.

The energies
are just mixing.

Everything is
under control.

But, you don't...
Okay, Chet Wetter,

let's put the Fear Co.
banner over here.
Mmm-hmm.

CHET: Okay.
JOHNNY: Yeah,
front and center.

OFFICER: All Monsters
Incorporated employees

exit the building now.

I repeat, all Monsters
Incorporated employees

exit the building now.

Psst. Guys.

Guys, you still here?

(FRITZ AND ROGER GRUNTING)

Guys. (GASPS)

(GRUNTS) We gotta
get Fendi out.

Oh.
We can't
leave her behind.

I don't understand.

We just worked so hard
to get all the gigawatts
we needed.

So how was there
a blackout?

TYLOR: I know.
(BOTH GASP)

Tuskmon.
Oh, boy, here we go.

Why are you here?

Look, I know
you're all mad at me,
and I get it.

But Randall
Boggs is back.
What?

He's been stealing
Laugh Power for Johnny,

then making our canisters
still look full.

And they were using me
all along to do it.

(SCOFFS) Likely story
from a traitor.

Look, I know I screwed up.

I want to fix this, but I...
I can't do it alone.

Wait. If Randall stole
our Laugh Power...

That means there were
no leaks and...

BOTH: It wasn't your fault.

I'm sorry.

Oh, me, too.

I'm even sorry
for the incident.

I shouldn't have
bought you the wrong
orange juice.

I despise pulp,
but it was never
about the orange juice.

Okay, cool.

Uh, happy for you.

But getting back
to more pressing matters,

Fear Co.
caused the blackout.

There is no Scream Amplifier.

All they're doing
is mixing

laugh and scream energy
in the receiving station.

Johnny's gonna
activate it at 09:00 p.m.

And when he does...

Permanent blackout.

Why?

Okay, MIFTers
and extended
work family,

we've got a nut
that needs wrenching.
Any ideas?

Uh...
Hmm.

If only there was a way
to separate the screams
from the laughs.

Oh, sweet buttered toast.

Guess who's got an idea?

(ROGER GASPS)
Waternoose's old
scream extractor.

CUTTER: Yeah.
Lucky we kept all the pieces.

Guess we've got to
put it back together.

Listen up, every MIFTer,
grab some parts,

even former ones.

I really want to hug,
but there's no time
to tell him

how much I miss
and forgive him.

(CHUCKLING) Oh.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Life is too short.

(GRUNTS)

Roger, I, uh...

I think I owe you
an apology

for...
Hey, I get it.

Look, if I heard me yelling
at my dad on the phone

in a very angry,
unsettling manner,
I'd accuse me, too.

Probably not
on live television.

But hey,
forgiveness photo.

Oh, uh, okay.

(GIGGLES)

Oh, hey.
Hmm.

Save your pathetic
apology tour for later,
College Boy.

Now, if you're so smart,
how do we actually
get into Fear Co.?

I know a way,

but we're gonna
need disguises.

Whoa!

Tylor, you're not...
(GRUNTS) supporting me.

Sorry. I am trying
to be a better friend.

No, not like that.

I need you to
physically support me.

Stand up straight.

Whoa! Yeah, definitely
an evil lair vibe
going on here.

It's all clear.

Good thing I kept
some of this Fear Co. swag
from the creep show.

Fritz, where's
your disguise?

Oh, I don't need one.

I do community theater
on the weekend.

My performance
shall be my disguise.
(GIGGLES)

I'm Frankie Rigatoni.
I'm really, really tough.

Hey, don't you
look me in the eye.

Oh, oh.

Well, I'm quite
intimidated.

(CHUCKLES)

(PANTING)

Look, there it is.

The receiving station.
VAL: (GASPS) Uh-oh.

So what now, College Boy?

Hey, Duncan, how would
you like to be promoted
to supervisor?

(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

Hi, I'm Skyler.

I got to go number two
and probably number six.

No can do, old man.

Got strict orders
to guard this area.

Okay. (GRUNTS)

(FARTING)

Skyler tried to hold it.

(RECEIVING STATION RUMBLING)

Ah, the station's been
acting up all day.

Let's see what
the old gauges say.

Hmm. All seems...
(GRUNTS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Oi.

Underling.

Uh...
Declan?

As supervisor, I have
reconsidered your request

for lavatory access,
and I've granted it.

Oh, thanks.

I held in the number two,

but the number six,

yeah, it, kind of,
squeaked out. (FARTS)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)
Speaking of relief,

you have been relieved
from your post as well.

These two very scary,
very loyal Scarers

will hold down the fort.

Hey, have I seen you

from somewhere?

What floor
do you work on?

Uh... (SIGHS)

Uh...

(SNARLING)

I'm on floor
none-of-your-business.

I'm Frankie Rigatoni.

I don't take no nothing
from nobody.

And that nobody is you.

All right, Frankie, all right.
We're cool, we're cool.

(SNARLS)

Call me nobody.

I'll have you know
I am somebody.

FRITZ: Oh, yeah?

(SCOFFS) I'm gonna
go egg that guy's car.

FRITZ: Come on.
It's just over here.

CUTTER: Almost there.
DUNCAN:
Heavier than I remember.

ROGER: It's a good thing
I work out.

All right, we've only
got 15 minutes
to put this together.

So we have to put
a move on it.

Has anyone seen
the doohickeys?

Doohickeys incoming.

CUTTER: Duncan!

Fastening the doohickeys
to the thingamajig.

Roger.
Rolling canisters to you.

I'm tightening these gaskets.

(GRUNTING)
Why doesn't this fit?

What, is this metric?
(GRUNTS)

Oh, uh, I think
you might need
a different one.

Huh?
My family does own
a hardware store.

Crazy first day, huh?

Yeah.

So how was yours?

You know, before learning
about the whole Fear Co.
is evil thing.

Not fun. My assistant
kept trying to eat me.

Well, your hands
are bite-sized.

(RECEIVING STATION RUMBLING)

We gotta hurry.

Okay, so here's the button
to activate the Scream
Amplifier, Johnny.

(CHUCKLES) I did
a good job, right?

Enough for
a pay raise maybe?

My non-elective surgery
is coming up.

JILL: Oh, Johnny.
Hey.

There's the only
news team I trust.

Especially you, Jill.

You always get
my good side.

Uh, oh.

That's because
your gorgeous face

doesn't have
a bad side, Johnny.

You're embarrassing
yourself, Jill.
He's married.

Your hair glue
is showing.
(SHRIEKS)

Yes, I'd love
for this to air as soon
as the power is back on

so all of Monstropolis
can see they have Fear Co.

and Scream Power
to thank.

(RECEIVING STATION RUMBLING)

What was that?
Ah, you feel that?

Now, that's the power of Fear.

(RECEIVING STATION RUMBLING)

We're at T minus
two minutes and counting.

Just say we have
two minutes left.

We're almost done
over here.

There's just one last nut
that needs some wrenching.

Oh, there goes
my wisdom tooth.

Goodbye, toothy.
Thank you for your service.

Locked in.

Okay, hose connected.

(GRUNTS)

FRITZ: My turn.

Extracting the screams now

so this place
doesn't go kaboom.

(GIGGLES)

Thank God.

(SCREECHING)

CUTTER: We did it!
ALL: All right.

It's working!

Guys, guys,
shut the mouth holes.

According to this simple,
multi-variable calculus
I just did,

we got a problem.

There's not enough time
to suck out the screams

before Johnny
pushes the button.

Ah, what?
Why is nothing ever easy?

(SIGHS)
Come on.

Somebody better
buy us some time
by stalling Johnny Boy.

Unicorn Sparkle,
Donut Head needs you

for Operation
Stall Johnny.

You in?

Uh, you know I can't say no
to awesome code names.

Here, once it's all green,
it's safe for Johnny
to push the button.

If there's any red,
we're all dead.

Oh.
Sure hope they heard
that last part.

MIKE: Where did
we go wrong, Sulley?

One day we're riding high
as beloved leaders

of the top
energy company,

and the next,
we've fallen from grace.

We can't possibly
go lower.

Sullivan, Wazowski.

Correction, we've gone lower.

As head of M.E.R.C.,
I had to shut you down

and transfer power rights
over to Fear Co.

Wait a second,
Fear Co.?

I need you to sign
all this paperwork
to make it official.

And I mean
all the paperwork,
Wazowski.

Got it? Huh?

Did Roz just
wink at us?

Is she torturing me,
or is she making

a disturbing
romantic overture?

Oh, please be torture.
Please be torture.

Maybe Roz knows
something we don't.

Maybe the longer
we take, the better.

Ah, I got this.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I better sign these
with my full name.

So it'll probably
take a while.

Of course.
First name.

(ENUNCIATING)
Michael.

(DEVICE BEEPING)

(GASPS)

CUTTER: Hey, hey!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Did somebody
touch something?

Yeah, I didn't
touch nothing.

Hmm. Ooh.

Oh, the extractor
is just unplugged.

I'll just put it back
in its cozy little home.

Oh.

Oh. Oh, that's a bit weird.

Hello, little Waternoose.

(GASPS)
Randall!

(GRUNTS)

Hold it.
Nobody messes
with my Rogie

and gets away with it.

Oh, yeah? Good luck
with that, chumps.
(LAUGHS)

Oh!

Okay, so I'll be here.

And I'd love for you
to get the banner
in the shot, too, Kenny.

Uh, it's Carter, actually.

Okay. Thanks, Carl.
Top notch.

Hey, Johnny.
Ah, Tylor.

I knew you'd be back.

Oh, and you brought
your friend.

Val, is it?
Whoo! Yeah.

Let Fear power you.
Down with laughter.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, it looks like
we're inspiring monsters
everywhere to join Fear Co.

Oh, and huge fan
of what you're doing.

I'd love a tour
of the whole place.

The longer, the better.

(CHUCKLES) No.

You know, Tylor here

played a big part
in all of this.
Oh.

I could not have
done it without him.
Oh, I...

So it's only right
that he be the one

to activate
the Scream Amplifier.

TYLOR: Uh, oh, yeah,
of course.

Yes.
VAL: Come on, MIFTers.

Come on!

Folks, it's time to
let Fear power you.

TYLOR: Uh, okay, uh...

Well...
(CLEARS THROAT)

Uh, hi. Me again.

Sorry to interrupt,
but before we got here,

Tylor was saying
how he'd like
to take a moment

and, um...

A moment to, yeah,
to thank Johnny.

Yeah, giving me,
you know, this, this
amazing opportunity.

Uh, you're welcome.

You see, it all began
in eighth grade.

Fourth grade.
Fourth grade?

Oh, yes, uh, it was
in the fourth grade.

Hey, losers, over here!

If you want it,
come and get it.

(GRUNTS)
Ha! Too slow.

Then we get into
my high school years,

which was the peak
of my Scare Card
collecting days.

So you, you can
only imagine

how much it meant to see
my face on one of these.

Oh, that's fascinating.

Just get
to it already.

(CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)
Thank you, Tylor.

Now, let's not leave
the citizens of Monstropolis
in the dark any longer.

Ah! Sorry about that.
Oh, uh...

Whoops.
Can't control
these hands.

(RANDY LAUGHING)

RANDY: Ow!

We got him! (GRUNTS)

Ow!
RANDY: Losers.

Hey, Frankie's
got you now.

RANDY: Whoa!

You MIFT-fits
are pathetic.

CELIA: I don't see him!

We can't beat him
if we can't see him.

(SCREAMS)
Ha! In your face.

Hey, you,
get the Drooler Cooler.

How are you
thinking of refreshments
at a time like this?

Oh, it's not
for drinking.

It's for spraying
two-bit punks.

I got you!
Booger Blast.

That's the stickiest flavor.

(GRUNTS)

That's the idea.

Oh.

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

Whoa, whoa.
Don't, don't worry.
I'm coming.

Going somewhere, chump?

Declan.

No.

What do you think
you're doing?
Ow!

(JACK AND JILL CLEAR THROAT)

Johnny, filming.

(CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)
Oh, sorry.

I, I don't know
my own strength.

VAL: Why has it stopped?

Why has it stopped?

As you can see,
I've been classically trained.

Nice beard.
Indeed,
I drew it myself.

(ALL STRAINING)

FRITZ:
(GRUNTS) Come on.

Look out! Oh!

You witless prat!

There can be only one!

JILL: What?
JACK: Get him, Tylor!

Oh, yeah, get him!

Kick him in the horns.
Get his pretty boy face.
Don't hit my Johnny.

No, no, no,
not the face.

(BOTH GRUNTING)
JILL: Watch out!

Whoops. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Give me that.

(GRUNTS)

Over here. Have at you!

(LAUGHING)

(CHUCKLES)

(ALL STRAINING)

Oh, look out!

You've lost, losers!

(LAUGHING)

No.

Monstropolis,
this is for you.

(LAUGHING)

(SCREAMING)

Whoo-hoo!
Yay!

We did it!
(YELPS)

That's for all the
bed-wetters out there.

(GRUNTS) At least
I can grow a proper beard.

(GRUNTS)
DUNCAN: How dare you?

Mother says the only one
allowed to have
facial hair is...

(GRUNTS)

(WHIMPERS)

Hello,
citizens of Monstropolis.

I'm Johnny Worthington
of Fear Co.

And I am proud to announce
your power is back on,

thanks to our company's
Scream Amplifier.

That is a lie!

There is
no Scream Amplifier.

Fear Co. is running
on stolen Laugh Power.

(GASPS)

No, no, no, no, no, no.
That can't be true.

My Johnny
would never.
Yes! Ratings gold!

No, no, no, no, no.
Tylor is clearly confused.

He's not,
and I can prove it.

This device shows there are
currently no screams

in Fear Co.'s power supply.

It's all Laugh Energy
stolen from Monsters, Inc.

JACK: What?
JILL: What's wrong?

Oh, you could have
programmed this
to say anything.

(CHUCKLING)

Why are you ruining this?

I told you, you can't
escape who you are.

I'm not.

I'm embracing it.

And you should
embrace who you are.

A fraud.

(CHUCKLES) A fraud?
You ungrateful little...

I gave you everything.

If I am a fraud,
then what does that make you?

Huh? Huh?

You're not funny enough
to be a jokester.

You're too afraid
to be a Scarer.

The only thing
you're good for
is being a pawn.

He might be a pawn,
but he's our pawn.

You mess with him,
you mess with all of us.

Well, well, well,
told you, Jill.
Batting a thousand.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What is all this?

M.E.R.C.? What are
they doing here?

Well, hello, everyone.

What?

You're coming with us.
Hang on a second

You can't do this to me.

Oh, hey, here's
some trash for you.

Thanks.

I am a hero
of this community!

Your fraudulent
Scream Amplifier scheme
says otherwise.

We've had someone
on the inside, too.

Chet?

Well, you should really
treat your assistants better.

You forgot one thing,
Worthington.

We're always watching.
Huh?

(LOW GROWL)

This is preposterous!

You'll hear
from my lawyers.

Ow! That pinches.
You're pushing.

You're pushing.
Sorry, Johnny.

Looks like Laugh Power
is the future.

A city full of monsters
will never get a...

You can't make kids laugh.
You're a joke.

You're a joke.

He's right.

I am a joke,
a joke of a friend.

Val, I'm so sorry

I wasn't supportive
of you when you got
the jokester job offer,

which you, you totally
deserve, by the way.

I mean, I...
I should have been
there for you.

You know... (STUTTERS)
like you've always
been there for me.

You know, you're, you're,
you're an incredible friend.

(STUTTERING) And you got
the donuts, you know,

and you added
the fun little stickers.

And I, you know,
tried to buy some
on my own,

but the glitter just didn't
sparkle the same.

Oh, I forgive you,
you big doofus.

Oh, love wins.

Right, Jill?
Drop dead.

Okay, fine.
Yeah, that's nice
and all,

but my Johnny's right.

Monstropolis still doesn't
believe in Laugh Power.

Okay, then let's
sell them on it.

Follow me.
You too, Carter.

Huh? She knows my name?

Gladly.

Wait.

No, no, no.
That's, uh...

That's Ben's door.

Um, yeah,
I really scared him earlier.

I, I don't think
he'll want to see me
ever again.

Hey, it's okay.

We'll face it as a team.

Yeah, but you're
the funny one.

You don't need me.
But I want you there.

Unless our pinkie promise
meant nothing to you.

(DOOR OPENS)

Hey, Ben.

(GASPS, SCREAMS)

No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no.

Ah, it's okay.

It's okay.
BEN: Go away!

(BEN SHUDDERING)

Ben, Ben, Ben,
it's okay, it's okay.

I don't believe
we've ever met.

I'm Val,
Tylor's best friend.

And he feels really bad
about what happened.

Yeah, really, really bad.

You know, I was just wondering
if you had a best friend, too.

BEN: Yeah. Nico.

Has Nico ever been,
uh, upset with you?

BEN: Yeah.

There was one time
I made him really mad.

What did you do
to make up?

BEN: I said sorry.

And then
we high-fived so hard,
our hands stung.

Huh.

Well, my hands
are pretty tiny,

so they might be
kind of hard to hit.

What do you say?

I'm... I'm sorry, buddy.

Whoa!

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Ben, have you ever
heard the epic tale

of Unicorn Sparkle
and Donut Head?

Um, I don't think so.

Well, it all started
in college,

when Unicorn Sparkle
gave Donut Head

his favorite candy,
Hots Nots.

(MIMICS MUNCHING)

Hots Nots? Ew!

(BEN LAUGHING)

They became best buds.

They went to MU,
where Donut Head told a joke
in front of a huge crowd.

BEN: Oh, oh, oh.
What was it?

What did the sea monster
have for dinner?
Ooh, what?

VAL: Fish and chips.

BEN: Fish and chips?

Funny, right?

Well, nobody else
thought so.

TYLOR: Okay, okay, okay.
(SOBBING)

TYLOR: So your delivery
was a little bit better
than mine.

Hey, how we doing?

Good to be here, uh...

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION,
LAUGHING)

Uh, creme brulee,
s'il vous plait?

No!

(ALL LAUGHING)
VAL: Oh, no,
it's the streaker!

BEN: Whoa!

(LAUGHING)
BEN: This is so fun!

Mmm-hmm.

Work buds forever.

(BEN CHUCKLES)

Home run, kid.

Home run.

(GROANS)

Today, Fear Co.'s
Johnny Worthington
reported to jail

after being convicted
of stealing Laugh Power
from Monsters, Inc.

His cellmate is none other
than Henry J. Waternoose III.

All right!

Johnny's accomplice,
Randall Boggs,

escaped custody
and remains at large.

Even though he is,
relatively speaking,
rather small.

I wrote that joke.

And rest assured, he...

One more second.

Rest assured,
ladies and gentlemen,

Detective
Duncan P. Anderson
is on the case.

And I won't...
Excuse me?

Sorry, one second.

I won't rest... Ow!

Until justice...
That's my mother's coat.

Until justice...
It's vintage.

Until justice is served!

He's not
affiliated with us.

Monsters, Inc is now powering
the entire city with laughter.

And yes, even I've
come around to it,

but I don't want to hear
one word about it from Jack.

Okay. How about four?

I told you so.

(GRUNTS)

Ow! Ah, my toupee.

(CLEARS THROAT)
I mean, my real hair.
(CHUCKLES)

Come and get 'em,
everybody.

Out of the press, everybody.
We've got newly created
jokester cards.

Carla.
Phlegm, congratulations.

And for you,
Banana Bread.

Richard.
Skyler's funny now.

Pull my finger.
No, thank you.

Fool me once.

Actually, it was
twice, Mike.

Well, we're all
done over here.

Another door station
fixed by yours truly,

Frankie Rigatoni
with sauce.

Fritz is still
in character, huh?

Yeah, but I think
I got a solve.

And cut!

Oh. Hi, everybody.

Okay, all right.
How was that?

You want another take?

I can do it
a whole different way.

And last, but definitely
not least, Val and Tylor,

your jokester card.

(VAL READING)

Yeah, it's going to be
worth a lot someday.

You know, some say
Sulley and I

were the very first
unofficial duo.

Well, except
Sulley's not funny.

My approach to comedy
is less desperate than Mikey.

Desperate? You can't talk
to your boss like that!

Oh, so now
you're in charge?

(SIGHS)
Only when it suits me.

(DINGS)

Ready to go, partner?

Work buds forever.

BEN: Tylor, Val!
(GIGGLES)