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Okay. This is not
a big deal, Val.

(BREATHES IN AND OUT)
I got this.

(GASPS)

Hey there. I'm Val.
What's your name?

No name, huh? Hmm.

I'll call you Robert.
It's like robot,
but with an "ert".

Hmm, maybe making Avani laugh
was just a fluke.

(BREATHES IN AND OUT)

So your file was empty.
(GASPS) Wait!
What's your favorite sport?

Um, look, Robert,
I'm playing soccer.
Or is it football?

(VAL GRUNTS)
(ROBERT LAUGHS)

And now basketball.
She shoots!

And she's denied.

The crowd goes wild! Whoo-hoo!
Yeah! All right, Val!

(LAUGHS)

So I got a report about
a possible 1303.

Another leaky canister?
Hey, what is that?
Huh?

It's the weekend.
No one should be in there.

I mean, honestly,
it's the weekend,
we shouldn't be here.

(ROBERT LAUGHS)

VAL: And now, dodgeball!

(LAUGHS)
(GRUNTS)

(GASPS) I'm out.

Go on without me.
Don't forget what
you saw here today.

Huh. She in your class

Not yet.
That's why she's
so funny then, huh?

(LAUGHS)
Wow, Robert, you're
laughing really hard.

(GASPS)
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)

Ha! (GRUNTS)
(LAUGHS)

(YELPS) Oh, my gosh,
I killed Robert! (GASPS)

Mr. Sullivan and Mr. Wazowski?
I-I-I didn't mean to.

I shouldn't even be here!
Uh, uh, this never happened.

I'm so sorry. Goodbye!

(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)

I've heard of
laughing your head off,
but this is ridiculous.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

It was a gray winter morning.

The ceiling fan was slower
than a government employee

on a Friday before
a three-day weekend.

But all I could think about
was the case
of the leaky canister.

Someone must have
tampered with it.

Another mystery in this
diseased city full of
corruption and secrets.

So, who is this saboteur?
And why is his name Tylor?

(GROWLS)
Don't you fret,
sweet Roto.

Detective Duncan P. Anderson's
on the case.

(SCREAMS)
Sorry to interrupt.

We were just looking
for a lamp.

Oh, there it is.

Cool! Yay, it comes
with a free comb.

Yeah!

No, no, no, that's my mood
lighting! Oh, you nitwits
ruined my dramatic monologue.

I didn't think
it was that dramatic.

SMITTY: Yeah, it was totally
lacking in subtext.

(GROWLING)

Whoa!
Oh, careful,
Dad, careful.

Bernard, your sign
is confusing.

It looks like
you're selling stoops.

(CHUCKLES) No one's gonna
think that. Right?

Erm...
You know, Ma,

why don't you come down
and help, since part of this
is to make more room for you.

Mmm-mmm. I'm not selling
any of my valuables.

I'm only here temporarily
until I can get back
to Creaking Acres

and watch Wheel of Misfortune
without you guessing
all the answers.

(SIGHS) I told you already,
Ma, the retirement home
doesn't want you back.

You got kicked out.

Well, actually,
I found some things
we can get rid of.

Hey, that's my shoehorn.
My monogrammed handkerchiefs!

My heart medication!
(GRUMBLES)

Uh, I'd like to buy
the stoop, please.
She's a beaut.

GRANDMA TUSKMON:
(CHUCKLES) Told ya!

(GROANS) Oh!

(HUMMING)
MARILYN: Oh, look at this.
This is so nice.

Oh, Marilyn.
MARILYN: Morning, Mildred.

(GROWLING)
Now, now, Chauncey,
be nice. You're so picky.

(CHUCKLES)
Ah, Chauncey.

Wow, look at this.
Another beautiful weekend
for another stoop sale.

I'm just so excited to see
what wonderful treasures
that you're offering today.

(CHUCKLES) Well, wait,
of course, you know, Chauncey
is always looking for

low, low, low, low prices,
but you know,
don't you mind him.

Can you two just
give us one more sec
to finish setting up?

MARILYN: Oh, wow.
Look at this...
Or don't wait.

Not like we live in a society
with structure, or rules
or anything. (CHUCKLES)

(GASPS) Scare Cards.
Chauncey, look.

No bent corners, no creasing,

and the gloss
is perfectly preserved.

Ah, (CLEARS THROAT) oh.

Oh, well, you know, Chauncey
says he's seen better,

but honestly, I think
this collection is
absolutely lovely

and we'd like to put
a hold on it, please.

Like I said,
we're not open yet,
but Tylor!

Well, we'll give you...
(CHAUNCEY GRUMBLES)

Three dollars for it.
Three dollars?
That's it?

(CHAUNCEY GRUMBLES)

I mean, Chauncey is
the breadwinner after all.

Hey, Ma, what's a...
Is that my Scare Card
collection?

MARILYN: Oh!
Mom, this is not for sale!

I asked you to
pick things out to sell,
but you didn't.

I just haven't gotten
to it yet. I've been
waiting for Val.

She was supposed to be here
early to help me
go through stuff.

Go to your room
and don't come back
until you've filled this up.

We have too much stuff
in this house.

Hmm, sellable
or not sellable?

FRITZ: I'll give you 50.
Fifty? Oh, huh.

(CHUCKLES) Chauncey says
it's not worth that at all.

Oh, you are so right.
I'll give you 100.

What?

Uh, sir, I'm not sure
if you know this,
but the point of haggling

is to get the price down.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah, at least
th-that's what he says.

Well, it's worth it to me.
I love things
that are pre-loved.

Oh-ho! Me too!
Every item here
has a history.

Even this history book
has history.

Woo-hoo!
You know, I have
quite a strange history.

How much for this? I haven't
hit my deductible yet.

Our health insurance plan
is no bueno.

And we're open now.

(HONKING)
Sorry I'm late.
I was at the office,

but I'm here now
and I brought a ton of stuff
for you to sell.

ROGER: Let's have a look here.
A yoga mat from
when I was a yoga instructor,

a chainsaw from
my juggling days,

knives from when
I sold knives.

How much for the knife?
These can cut
a penny in half...

(ALL GASP)
...and then delicately
slice a tomato.

Gimme that,
gimme that, gimme that!

Mama needs this.

If you look up "amazing"
in the dictionary,
it's in that box.

Oh, thanks for all this, hon.
Really appreciate it.

Tylor's inside clutching
his memories. Could you please
help him let go?

On it, Mrs. T.

I left headquarters to follow
my own lead that
the saboteur was Tylor.

The fool's stoop sale
allowed me to go through
his things,

see if he was selling not just
his stuff, but his very soul.

I knew it would be dangerous,
(CHUCKLES), of course.

I was in a seedy part of town.
(CLEARS THROAT)

Mother loves Duncan always.
(CACKLES) Eh...

So I went incognito
in a brilliant disguise.

I felt like a million.
No one would recognize me.

CUTTER: Hey, Duncan.
Is that your mom's coat?
(GASPS)

Great to see you, pal.
Curses! The jig is up.

Okay, I'll hold up an item
and if it makes you feel
sparkly inside, we'll keep it.

(CHUCKLES)
If not,
it goes in the box.

Yeah, got it.
This will be easy.
I almost never feel sparkly.

Okay, How about this?
Huh!

I actually feel a little
sparkle. Let's keep it.
Okay.

How about this? Whoa!
Terrifying Terry
and Terry Perry,

one of the top ten Scarers
of all time?

Um, I'm feeling
pretty sparkly.
Keep and keep.

Huh. All righty.
These expired
old phlegm drops?

(GULPS) Oh!
(RETCHES AND COUGHS)
Disgusting.

(CLEARS THROAT) In, like,
a sparkly way. Keep.
What?

(GASPS) Tuskmon Hardware?

Hardware is my favorite
category of retail.

Besides automotive aftermarket
accessories, of course.

Would you be so kind as to
let me slink around a bit?

Of course, sweetie.
Come on,
I'll take you over.

(CHUCKLES) Oh, this day
just keeps getting better.

Okay, solid steps,
a firm tread.
How much for the stoop?

GRANDMA TUSKMON:
That's two. (CACKLES)

"Okay, Duncan,"
I said to myself.

The saboteur tampered
with the canister,

and my instincts told me
that the only way
to gain access to it

is with a key
to the holding pen.

When I realized Tylor's
parents owned a hardware store

where he could make a copy
of the key after he stole it,
(YELPS)

I had him, yes, like mother
had me with my
emotionally unavailable

but physically very present
father in the sweltering
heat of July.

But I had to be sure.
I needed a sign.
Do they make keys?

Huh? Are you talking to me?
'Cause if you are, yes, we do.

Yeah, yeah, I got it.

Oh, my gosh,
don't tell me
you've got spray paint.

Oh, you do. This is
the dream! (GIGGLES)
(SIGHS) Really?

Well, it's time to paint me
a story, Bernard.

It all started decades ago
when I saw a need
in the marketplace,

so I said to myself, "Keys."
Well, have you ever
seen this key?

Oh, pff, boy, I'm not sure.
You know, to be honest,
I make a lot of copies.

Even ones like this that say,
"Do not duplicate"?

No, I would never break
that sacred key-copying vow.

And does your son Tylor take
the rules so seriously?
Huh? Huh?

All right, I think
I'm ready to check out.
(GASPS) Wait...

Right, now I'm ready.

(GASPS)
You also make keys?

Ah, I have keys
that need copying.
You want some staples?

His father sang like
a canary,

confirming
my brilliant suspicion.

Tylor must have
stolen the key.

If I can find said key,
it'd be the key
to solving the case.

Now, if only I had a key to
his house, so that I could
search for the key.

Oh, I've said key
so many times it's
starting to sound kinda funky.

Fun-key. Key. Key?

GRANDMA TUSKMON:
Bernard! This phone
isn't working.

And what if Creaking Acres
is trying to call me
about moving back in?

BERNARD: How many times
do I got to tell you...

Then suddenly, there she was.

She glided down the stairs
and into my life,

and she had skin
that sagged for days.

This thing is broken too.
Don't you have a tool
around here to fix it?

Ma, I'm busy with a very
enthusiastic customer
right now.

With Bernard distracted,
here was my chance.

(CLEARS THROAT) You know,
I've been known to fix things
now and again.

And I've been known to break
things now and again.
Like hearts.

(GROANS) And my hip.
Yeah, let me just try
one thing, yeah?

Ha! (CACKLES)

Would you
look at that?

How nice to have a useful
monster around here.

Come on, baby.

Phone's upstairs.
(YELPS)

Oh, bumpy!

Let's see what we got. Okay.

Actually, I was wearing
that when I got
my acceptance letter

to the School of Scaring
at MU. So...

So...
Keep.

I'm noticing a pattern
here. So much of this stuff
is still your Scaring stuff.

(SIGHS) It's been my dream
for so long.

Ever since I was little,
I've always wanted
to be a Scarer.

It's just that it's hard
to say goodbye to it all.

I saved up all
my lunch money for these
Johnny and Sully cards.

And I survived on water
fountains and Hot Snots alone.

I have to say,
I really admire
how focused you are.

I've always bounced
from thing to thing,

but I never really
found my passion.

I mean, just this morning,
I thought I might have found
what I was good at,

but I'm afraid
it's not gonna work out.

Yeah, I hear you.

But enough about me
and my boring thoughts,
am I right? (BLOWS RASPBERRY)

I am here to help you.
Ah, look at this one.
Howling Javier Rios.

(CHUCKLES)

Broken phone, huh? (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, let's, uh,
let's see what we've got.

All right. Let me just try
something. (GRUNTS)

Ah, yes, yes, yes. (GRUNTS)

Oh, I'm, I'm covered in sweat
from the work.

You should be good now,
young lady.

Young lady? (CHUCKLES)
Call me Virginia.

Virginia. Huh.
What an angelic name.

You know, while I am here,
though, I do have some
questions about your grandson.

You wanna hear about Tylor?
(CHUCKLES) I'll tell you
all about Tylor.

(CHUCKLES MISCHIEVOUSLY)

GRANDMA TUSKMON:
So, this was Tylor at
three months being an angel.

And this was Tylor
at six months
being an adorable angel.

And this was Tylor at nine
months in a play, (CHUCKLES)
as an angel.

(CHUCKLING) Oh, wow,
what a precious
little miracle, huh?

(GASPS) I let Virginia
get too close.

She's intoxicating,
and it's affecting
my judgment.

Oh, it's a real shame
Tylor's not scaring.

He was so good at it.
I hope that's what his
fancy dinner date's all about.

Dinner date?
When? With whom?

Tylor borrowed
my husband's suit.

Husband?
Late husband.

(WHISPERS) Back in the game.
He was gonna talk
to some bigwig.

Now, scram!
I gotta make a call.
(YELPS)

And just like that,
she hobbled out of my life.

I guess you could say
we used each other.

But it was too late.
Her hook had caught me.
It had caught me deep.

On the inside, I was crying
like rain streaming
down a window.

But I still had a mission.

Hmm. (GASPS)
I recognize this tie.

Of course, Fritz's party.

The leaky canister,
the cup, the missing key,
the mysterious dinner date,

and now this tie.
It all led me here.

But the tie isn't enough
to tie Tylor to the crime.

I needed hard evidence,
evidence in the shape
of a key.

What? No,
I did not know that. Bernard!

You liar!
Now what, Ma?

I was just on the phone
with Creaking Acres.

Ma, let's not do this here.

You told me they kicked me out
because I was too loud
and too opinionated,

but that's not the truth.
Well, I am both those things,

but that's not why
I was kicked out.

Dad? Grandma? What's going on?

Your cheapskate father's
robbing me of
my retirement home.

That's not true.
Then why?

(SIGHS) I told you already,
Ma, the retirement home
doesn't want you back.

Why?
Because we can't afford it.

(ALL GASP)

There you go.
You happy now, Ma?
We can barely afford our rent.

(ALL CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)
I'm just gonna
leave them a 20.

(SIGHS)

(GASPS)

And watching them go,
and careful... (GRUNTS)

No, you're right, Chauncey.
We should've gone
to the estate sale.

Dead rich people really
do have the best stuff.
(CHAUNCEY GRUMBLES)

I don't think we'll find
any good deals here.

Why don't you bring the car
around and I'll meet you.
(CHAUNCEY SNARLS)

TYLOR: Uh...
Yes?

How much did you say
you would pay for this?
(GASPS)

Hon, what are you doing?
You said you didn't
want to sell those.

Oh, dear Mildred,
I really feel so badly
about your family's situation.

So what we're gonna do is,
we're gonna raise our offer
from three dollars

to... Yes, Chauncey.
To three-sixteen.

(CHUCKLES) Three-seventeen.

Oh, that's such a good boy.
He's learning.

(CHAUNCEY PURRING)
See, we're not cheap.

Oh, that's cold. Looks like
Tylor needs backup.

Whoa!
(ALL GASP)

Look at all these
rare Scare Cards.

Earl the Terror
rookie card!

Hank "The Tank" Knapp!

That's what
I'm talking about!

VAL: Howling Javier Rios!

I don't collect Scare Cards,
but these are just so knock-
your-socks-off incredible.

I'm gonna start.
Not if I buy them first.

Outta my way, boys,
Fritz's corporate card
will outbid you both.

Oh, my gosh!
FRITZ: Once a MIFTer,

always a MIFTer.

All right!

I'm starting the bidding
at 100.

One hundred?
One hundred,
who's got 100?

I got 100 in a large amount
of small change.

Oh, don't make
Chauncey laugh, please.
(SNICKERS)

Well, that's too bad, lady,
'cause I'm bidding 200.

Two hundred?
I got 200, 200,
thank you, ma'am.

But that's more than I paid
for Chauncey's
gastric bypass surgery.

Two hundred, 200...
We'll do two...

Two-fifty,
anybody got 250?

Oh, I do. Pick me!
Huh?

Two fifty over here,
thank you sir.

You raised all your arms.
Do I have 300?

Any takers for 300?
MONSTER: 300!

Three-fifty.
Oh, yeah!

Three fifty! Three fifty!
Anybody have four hundred?

Going once, going twice...
One thousand!

(ALL GASP)
MONSTER: Oh, dear.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(GRUMBLES)

Any other takers? No? Sold!

To the lady who was here
three hours before
the sale started.

Well, we'll take that.
CHAUNCEY: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, okay, give it.
Give it. Let go. Release.
Sorry.

Just, uh, gotta
(CHUCKLES) loosen
my fingers here. (GRUNTS)

(SIGHS) There you go.
(EXHALES)

I hope you'll love it
as much as I did.

Oh, we're gonna cherish this,
darling. Cherish it
all the way to the bank.

We got a good find today,
yes, we did.

Uh...

I'm proud of you
for letting go, Double T.

I mean, it took a second,
but we got there.

Who's my little profiteer,
Chauncey? Who's my little
profiteer? You are!

Ta-da-da, oh!
Oh, come on, come on.
What is all this junk?

Where are ya?
Ha, ta, ta, ta.

In the drawers,
in the drawers, nothing!

No, no, no, no, no, no...
Come on, come on.
Where are ya? Ah, ah-ha!

No, no, no!
What kind of keys are these?

Argh! Not a single one matches
my perfectly drawn sketch.

(YELLING) Curse you, Tuskmon!

Ah, nothing like
a home-cooked beastloaf
after a good hard day's work.

Well, let's just see if this
is worth my special
chewing teeth.

(MUNCHING) Mmm.

(GRUNTS) Don't we have
a knife sharpener somewhere?

Sold it! Great price too.

BERNARD: Hey, Ma.
Yeah?

I'm sorry for lying
about Creaking Acres.

I didn't want
to worry you.
Oh, it's all right, son.

You do things
to protect your family.

I appreciate that.

Even if I did give up
my job as a Scarer,

to carry you in my womb
for 11 months

and raise you to be the tiny
little monster you are.

(CHUCKLES)
Uh... Thank you?

Wait, what?
You were a Scarer?
(CHUCKLES) Oh, yeah.

I had a life
before I was a grandma.

(CHUCKLING)
Did you think you got
your roar from your dad?

(CACKLES)
No offense, honey.

Oh, darn it!
Lost my place.

Ooh, what was it like,
Grandma T?

It was a great joy,
and I'm glad I did it.

Wow. And you
gave it all up?

Were you scared?
Did you have any regrets?

The only scary thing
is living with regrets.

And my sweet Fabian always
supported my choices.

(CHUCKLES)
He's still supportin' me now.

Aw, Grandpa T
is in your heart?

No, his tusk is my cane.

Aw! That's so sweet.

Hey, Mr. T, why don't
monsters eat clowns?

(CHUCKLES) Why?
Because they taste funny.

(CACKLES)
That's a good one, Val!

You should be a jokester.
(LAUGHS)

Tylor, thanks to your
card collection, we made
enough money for a while.

But what about next time, Mom?
I mean, maybe I could...

I don't know, maybe I could
be making more money.
Oh, sweetie.

the hardware store
may be struggling,
but we'll get by.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS) The only scary
thing is living with regrets.

DUNCAN: This monster city
is rife with corruption,

and unfortunately,
it looks like Tylor
got away with it.

The case of the leaky canister
may be closed for now,

but my heart, my heart
has been cracked wide open.

She's guilty, Roto,
of burgling my affection.

At least Virginia and I will
always have the stairwell.

(GASPS) Remember to pick up
eggs for Mother.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)