MIKE: Guys, one slip-up on the next event, and we're goners. So for this to work, I'm gonna need you to take every instinct you have, and bury it deep, deep down.

ART: Done.

MIKE: From now on, we are of one mind—My mind.

SULLEY: Oh, please.

MIKE: I will tell you exactly what to do and how to do it.

ART (OK): Ah, OK./All right./Seems about right./Sure.

MIKE: All right, give me scary steps. 50 up and down. Right now, let's go.

SULLEY: You're wasting your time. We need a new team.

MIKE: Huh. We can't just get a new team. I checked this morning. It's against the rules.

SULLEY: What if we disguise /dɪsˈgaɪz/ a new team to look like the old team?

MIKE: Oh no, no, no, no. We are not cheating.

SULLEY: It's not cheating. I'm just, you know, leveling the playing field. Okay, so it's kind of cheating. But what do you want me to do? They're not exactly the scariest group in the world.

SQUISHY (OK): Oh, a Ladybug! Make a wish! Make a wish!

SULLEY: This is not gonna work.

MIKE: Where are you going? We're training.

SULLEY: I'm a Sullivan.

MIKE: That's not enough. You're all over the place. You're charging ahead. When you need to—

SULLEY: Bup, bup, bup. You tell them what to do, but not me. So long, coach.

MIKE: Okay, Oozmas. Ah! Boy, we need to get you a bell. Listen up! "If a kid hears you coming, they'll call mom or dad. Then you better run fast, or things will get bad."

ART: Huh?

MIKE: In the next event, if even one of us gets caught, we're all out! So remember, do exactly what I do.