STAFF 1: Hey, it's still leaning to the left.

STAFF 2: It is not!

SULLEY: Hey, fellas. Hey, Jerry!

STAFF 1: Hey, Mr. Sullivan!

SULLEY: Guys, I told you call me Sulley.

STAFF 2: Haha. I don't think so.

STAFF 1: We just wanted to wish you good luck today.

MIKE: Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey! Come on, get lost, you two. You're making him lose his focus.

STAFF 1: Oh. Sorry. 

SULLEY: See you later, fellas.

STAFF 2: Go get them, Mr. Sullivan!

STAFF 1: Quiet! You're making him lose his focus.

STAFF 2: Oh, no. Sorry!

STAFF 1: Shut up!

[At the front desk]

CELIA: Monsters Inc., please hold. Monsters Inc., I'll connect you. Ms. Fearmonger is on vacation. Would you like a voice mail?

MIKE: Oh, Schmoopsie-poo.

CELIA: Googley Bear!

MIKE: Happy birthday.

CELIA: Oh, Googly-woogly, you remembered! Hey, Sulley-wulley.

SULLEY: Oh, hey, Celia...weelia? Happy birthday!

CELIA: [Chuckling] Thanks. So, uh... are we going anywhere special tonight?

MIKE: I just got us into a little place called, um... Harryhausen's.

CELIA: Harryhausen's?! But it's impossible to get a reservation there!

MIKE: Not for Googley Bear. I will see you at quitting time and not a minute later.

CELIA: Okay, sweetheart.

MIKE: Think romantical thoughts. You and me. Me and you. Both of us together!

[In Men’s room]

MIKE: You know, pal, she's the one. That's it. She is the one!

SULLEY: I'm happy for you.

MIKE: Oh, and, uh, thanks for hooking me up with those reservations.

SULLEY: Oh, no problem. They're under the name Googly Bear.

MIKE: Oh, good ide... You know, that wasn't very funny. [Locker closes] What the...

RANDALL: Wazowski!

MIKE: Wow!

RANDALL: What do you know? It scares little kids and little monsters.

MIKE: I wasn't scared. I have... allergies /ˈælərdʒiz/. [Coughing]

RANDALL: Uh-huh. Sure.

SULLEY: Hey, Randall, save it for the scare floor, will you?

RANDALL: I'm in the zone today, Sullivan. Going to be doing some serious scaring. Putting up some big numbers.

MIKE: Wow, Randall. That's great. That should make it even more humiliating /hjuːˈmɪlɪˌeɪtiŋ/ when we break the record first. Ha, ha!

RANDALL: Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. Do you hear that? It's the winds of change.

MIKE: “You hear it? You hear the winds of chan…?” What a creep! One of these days, I am really... going to let you teach that guy a lesson.