Inside Out2015

Bill:
Ah! So...Riley, how was school?

All:
Aw, Seriously? - You gotta be kidding me!

Jill's Anger:
For this, we gave up that Brazilian helicopter pilot?!

Anger:
Move! I'll be joy.

Riley:
School was great, alright?!

Jill:
Riley? Is everything OK?

Riley:
Argh...

Bill's Fear:
Sir, she just rolled her eyes at us.

Bill's Anger:
What is her deal? Alright, make a show of force. I don't wanna have to put the foot down.

Bill's Fear:
No, not the foot!

Bill:
Riley, I do not like this new attitude.

Anger:
Oh, I'll show you attitude, old man!

Fear:
No, no-no, stay happy.

Riley:
What is your problem?! Just leave me alone!

Bill's Fear:
Sir, reporting high level of sass.

Bill's Anger:
Take it to DefCon 2.

Bill's Fear:
Your heard that gentlemen. DefCon 2!

Bill:
Listen, young lady, I don't know where this disrespectful attitude came from-

Anger:
You wanna piece of this, pops?! Come and get it!

Riley:
Yeah? Well, well...

Bill's Anger:
Here it comes. Prepare the foot!

Bill's Fear:
Keys, to Safety Position?! Ready to launch on your command, sir?

Anger:
AAARGH!!

Riley:
[furiously] JUST SHUT UP!!!!!!

Bill's Anger:
FIRE!

Bill:
THAT'S IT! GO TO YOUR ROOM! NOW!

Riley:
Hah! Gah!

Bill's Fear:
Foot is down. The foot is down!

All:
Woo!

Bill's Anger:
Good job, gentlemen. That could've been a disaster.

Jill's Sadness:
Well, that was a disaster.

Helicopter Pilot:
Come, fly with me, gatinha.