[Monsters, Inc. has now converted to laugh power; James P. Sullivan and Mike Wazowski are sent to Mr. Waternoose's old office]
RRoz
Boys, we need to talk.
[Sulley nudges Mike towards Roz]
Oh, Roz, what an unpleasant surprise. [tries to walk out but Sulley stops him]
RRoz
I had a little debrief with the Board of Directors, and they wanted me to relay the news: They're putting you two in charge.
[Sully is gives a shocked look while Mike is ecstatic]
RRoz
That's what I said. But, Sullivan, you're officially the new Monsters, Inc. CEO. And, Wazowski, you're the...
Wait. I got this. Senior Co-President of Monsters, Incorporated, and Chief Executive Vice-Deputy Administrative Director of Comedy Resources Management, or SCPOMICE-VDADOCREM for short.
RRoz
Eh... My work here is done.
Well, adieu, Roz. True friends never say goodbye, so... goodbye! Can you believe it, Sulley?! We're in charge! You and me!
RRoz
One last thing: The Board promised to give my sister my old job. She'll be in later. Good luck. She's not bubbly like me. Ha, ha, ha!
[on the phone] Yeah, you heard right, we're in charge, Floor Supervisor Celia.
Celia
[excited] What?! Really?!
Celia
Floor Supervisor?! Me?!
I thought the first order of business should be for you to get your long overdue promotion.
Celia
Everybody, get back to work! I'm practicing my Floor Supervisor voice. Oh, my gosh. I'm...
[pushes a picture of Waternoose off the desk] Goodbye! [kisses the phone and hangs up] I could really get into this being-in-charge thing. Not that I'd use it for personal gain. How much do you think my raise should be? What about a company car? You know, nothing...
[the power flickers all over the factory]
There won't be any raise or car if we don't keep the power on. Come on, we need to get you to the Scare Floor.
Laugh Floor. Right, right. And we're gonna need to find a couple hundred more funny monsters.
Plus, we're gonna need a new slogan. Let's see. "We clown around to power the town."
"We are funny to keep the lights runny."
[Tylor has just helped MIFT fix a door station and save Mike]
Another laugh canister... filled. [falls asleep]
Only took him two hours to burn through all 36 1/2 hours of energy.
Celia
[puts a blanket over Mike] Aww, let's just let him sleep. Great job, MIFT. And thank you, Tylor.
No, no, no. It was a team effort, really. Really.
Celia
Well, they couldn't have done it without you.
You did it! You wrenched the heck out of that nut.
You finished your first job as a MIFTer.
This calls for a celebration!
[Phlegm accidentally damaged a human baby's room with his acid snot]
Celia
Phlegm, what happened?
PPhlegm
Oh, I have a cold. And when I was in the room, I sn... I sne... AHCHOO!!! [sneezes, shooting snot into Maria's clipboard, dissolving it]
MMaria
He damaged the room of our best giggler.
Celia
We gotta get this room back online stat. I'll get this work order over to MIFT.
[Tylor and Val realize they need to take the baby out of the room so her parents won't find out about them]
Baby?! We have to take the baby out?!
Just while we make the repairs.
Nope. No kids allowed in Monsters, Inc. or Monstropolis.
If she wakes up and the parents catch us, boom! Dead door.
Wait, wait, what if I take her out and keep her asleep--
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Not after what happened last time with Boo. Remember? [imitates Sulley] "Ooklay in the agbay."
TTyler
[whispers to Val] Is he speaking French?
Our lives were almost ruined.
Celia
If we can't fix it in time, we got ourselves a dead door.
Yes, me. You see, Sulley, there's a difference between you and me.
Yeah. I'm tall and you're short.
Awesome horns, little nubs.
No! And stop it! Unlike you, Sulley, I can control my feelings. I'm immune to kids' cuteness.
Celia
Oh, googly bear...
Look at that, would ya, Sulley? With your excellent management skills and my comedic prowess, our profits are up, up, up.
BBean
Actually, profits are down, down, down. [flips the profit chart to the correct side]
Celia
Mike, the Jokesters are doing their best, but laugh canister output has been decreasing for weeks.
Right, but at least with me and Sulley in charge, morale has never been higher.
Morale has never been lower! [shows his moral chart]
Maybe your graph-thingie's upside down.
No, my graph-thingie is correct.
I'll tell you why morale's down, it's all of these depressing charts.
Mike, we're not generating enough laugh power.
Until we do, we gotta figure out a way to cheer folks up and trim our budget.
Right, right. I'll tell you what. At lunch, I will play 17 holes, instead of all 18. I'm willing to make that sacrifice.
BBean
Mr. Wazowski, we're gonna have to make deeper cuts than that.
BBean
Oozeball tables, fine art, Free Money Mondays?
And I have more ideas where those came from. How about a rooftop swimming pool?
We don't need a swimming pool.
A Monsters, Inc. swim team!
We don't need a swim team!
Then who's gonna use the pool?
Bean, I can explain all of this. ...Actually, I can't explain any of it.
Hello?! What's to explain? Look at my graph-thingie. I've never seen morale turn around this quick!
Celia
And our laugh canister output has already doubled.
BBean
Really? Well. At this rate, profits should turn around rather quickly.
It was all Mike's doing. Good job, Mikey.
Aw, thank you. Thank you, Sulley.
No problem. And did you hear? Tomorrow's Pay Me Back Tuesday.
[Mike chuckles nervously]
[Mike has just finished filling a Laugh Canister only to find that it's only half-full]
Half-full?! Ah! That was some of my best belching! I gave her the [belches] and the [belches again] and the classic [releases a long belch].
FFungus
Oh. Smells like you've had stench toast for breakfast, sir.
[an alarm goes off; the screen shows the power grid usage in Monstropolis]
Celia
Mike, with this heat, we need to figure out a way to generate more laugh power. Suggestions?
FFungus
How about a Laugh Extractor?
Celia
This is serious. If we don't get more jokesters ASAP, we'll lose business to Fear Co.
Celia
Right away.
And I know just where to find them.