[as Riley goes to the penalty box, two minutes for tripping; voice-over]
Okay, looks like we have a couple of minutes while Riley takes a breather. Let me catch you up. Riley is still exceptional. And not just because she's the top of her class, which by the way, she is. She's also really kind, and she's nice to stray cats, I mean, come on! Oh, and she's officially a teenager now. She got very tall, very fast.
[off-screen]
Did we grow overnight?!
[off-screen]
Oh. That was our favorite shirt.
[voice-over]
We even got braces with extra rubber bands!
D Dentist
How does it feel?
Riley Great! [one of the extra rubber bands snaps off from her braces and hits the dentist's face]
Riley Sorry.
Riley's personality islands are still going strong.
Glad to see Boy Band Island finally broke up.
But Goofball is still monkeying around! [laughs]
Wait, where's Family Island?
It's right there. [gives Sadness binoculars]
[sees Family Island through the binoculars, revealing to be smaller than the other islands]
Oh, there it is. But what's that blocking it?
Oh, that's Friendship Island. Isn't it amazing? [voice-over] But we realized her islands aren't the only things made by memories. Way down, at the root level, these memories were also creating beliefs.
[to Riley, Grace, and Bree]
Hey, girls. Congratulations on your win!
[gasps]
That's the high school coach! [she and Disgust exclaim excitedly]
What a game! That last play? Whoo! The three of you were impressive!
Riley Thanks, Coach Roberts.
Look, its last minute, but every year, I do a three-day skills camp. I invite all the best players in the area. I'd love for you girls to come.
Are we in a dream right now? Please, can somebody pinch me? [Anger punches him in the arm] Definitely awake.
If we impress Coach, she'll put the three of us on the team next year.
Ooh, the Fire Hawks. Finally, a team I can get behind!
Riley YES! Thank you, Coach! Thank you, thank you!
BA Bree and Grace
[in unison]
YES!
Great! We'll see you tomorrow. [Riley and her friends squeal in excitement; Later that evening, at Riley's house...]
B Bill
Ha! You are such an all-star! Oh, you're going to knock the coach's skates off! Hockey scholarship, here we come!
Riley [happily]
Dad, stop! It's just hockey camp. I mean who knows what'll happen. [inside her mind, the memory of her getting a two-minute penalty for tripping shows up; worried] My penalty almost lost us the game today. What if I get to camp and screw it up?
B Bill
Hey, don't talk like that.
Yeah. You did great today, honey.
Exactly! Mom gets it. [removes the memory]
Riley Yeah, I guess.
[enters Riley's room as Riley wakes up]
Riley, you aren't packed yet?
Riley [as Anger presses a button on the console, Riley is frustrated]
You're always on me! Can't you just lay off for like one second?!
I barely touched it. Those morons broke the console!!!
Oh. Mom looks sad. [presses a button on the console, making Riley feel more emotional]
Riley I'm the WORST! [cries]
That's what I said. [Riley then sniffs her armpits]
Let the professional handle this. [cracks her knuckles and presses a button on the console, making Riley overreact]
Riley [???]
I'm too gross to go to camp, OR ANYWHERE EVER *AGAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNN!* [?]
Oh, yeah, this is totally broken. [Zoom into Jill's mind and her emotions.]
Jill's Anger: Well, we all knew this day would come.
Jill's Sadness: Remember, we agreed not to make a big deal about this.
Jill's Disgust: But she really does stink.
Jill's Anger: Oh, it's bad.
Jill's Sadness: Remain calm. Stick to the prepared script. [presses a button on the console, making Jill try to console Riley]
[sits down on Riley's bed]
You are not gross, honey. You're just changing. Remember that beautiful butterfly we saw in the park last week? [inside Riley's mind, the emotions are using an extended arm to reach the console] Well, that butterfly began as a caterpillar. And just like that caterpillar, you're about to get your wings. But if you have questions...
Easy... [The hand touches a button on the console, making Riley overreact more.]
Riley [irritated]
Oh, my gosh, Mom! Just go away! [gets up from her bed and leaves] UGH!
Jill's Anger: Well, that's a preview of the next ten years.
[notices Bree with a worried smile on her face]
Wait, what was that?
We got a look. I don't like this.
I never miss a look. [brings up a panel and begins typing; a system begins examining Bree and the screen zooms in on her pushed eyebrows] Enhance 224, 176. Track right, zoom in, right... there!
She's hiding something. But what? [Riley is suspicious; zoom into Bree's mind and emotions.]
Bree's Sadness: What is she doing?
Bree's Anger: She's looking at our look!
Bree's Disgust: No, it's much more than that. [brings up the same panel and types, comparing Riley's suspicious expression with the same system]
Bree's Joy: She looks the same to me.
Bree's Disgust: Overlay and compare. See? Riley then, Riley now. Riley then, Riley now.
Bree's Anger: It's so obvious.
Bree's Sadness: But what does it mean?
Bree's Disgust: [realizes] She knows we're hiding something. [Zoom into Grace's mind and emotions.]
Grace's Disgust: What is happening right now?!
Grace's Fear: I don't know! I DON'T KNOW!
Grace's Anger: I can't take it anymore!
[Grace's Fear accidentally activates the console, making Grace reveal the bad news.] Grace's Disgust: You spilled the tea!
[blurting out]
Coach Roberts isn't gonna be our coach next year! [shockingly covers her mouth and whimpers]
[nudges Grace]
Grace! We... [sighs] We got assigned to a different high school.
Ah-ha! (What?) Oh... Oh, no.
Riley [hesitantly]
Oh... Okay. Um... Yeah. No big deal.
Is she serious right now? How long have they known us?
We can't go to high school without Bree and Grace?
We'll still get to hang out.
And we'll have this weekend, which means we'll get one last time playing on the same team.
Friends are forever, right?
Riley Yeah. Of course.
V Val
[Just as Riley arrives at hockey camp, she comes face-to-face with Valentino Ortiz.]
You're the one Coach told us about. Riley, from... Michigan, right?
No, no, no, no! We cannot correct Val Ortiz. [The console suddenly turns orange, with Riley speaking in an anxious manner.]
Riley Yep, that's me. Riley from good ol' Michigan. [chuckles nervously]
[confused]
Orange? Who made the console orange?
[As they back away, they see what appears to be a new orange emotion with upturn frizzy hair, and wearing a striped-orange and white sweater and brown pants.]
Hello, everybody! [the emotions scream in surprise as Joy protects them] Oh, my gosh. I am just such a huge fan of yours! And now, here I am, meeting you, face to face. [squeals] Okay. How can I help?
I can either take notes, get coffee, manage your calendar, walk your dog, carry your things, watch you sleep.
Wow, you have a lot of energy. Maybe you could just stay in once place.
Anything. Just call my name and I'm here for you.
Okay, love that and what was your name again?
Oh! I'm sorry. I got ahead of myself. Uh, I'm Anxiety. Uh, I'm one of Riley's new emotions and we are just super jazzed to be here. [carries three suitcases on each arm] Where can I put my stuff?
Ah-ah-ah. What do you mean "we"?
[A little cyan emotion with sparkly eyes then appears as she climbs up on the console.] [sighs]
I wish I was as tall as all of you...
I'm Envy. [gazes at Disgust's hair] Oh, look at your hair.
[looks at Val; gasps]
Look at her hair! We need hair like that. [presses a button on the console]
Riley Oh, my gosh. I love the red in your hair. [slowly reaches out her hand to touch Val's red streak]
V Val
[nervously]
Oh. Uh...
[gasps]
What are you doing!? [panicky grabs Envy and pulls her away from the console]
Riley Hey, maybe when I make the team, I can join Team Redhead, too! Yeah, yeah!
[A big pink emotion, wearing a gray hoodie, presses his hand on the console, making her blush in shock as he whimpers.]
Okay, who's this guy?
What's your name, big fella?
That's Embarrassment. He's not really big on eye contact or like good talking, but he's a really sweet guy.
Well, welcome to Headquarters, Embarrassment. Oh. We're doing a fist? No? Going high. [high-fives him] You got a real sweaty palm there, buddy. [Embarrassment whimpers and kneels on the floor]
V Val
Hey. You want to come with me, actually? We can meet some of the other Fire Hawks.
Oh, this is exciting. But we can't let her know we're excited. [The console then turns indigo]
Riley [nonchalantly]
Yep. Sounds good.
[Pan over to Ennui, an indigo emotion wearing a tracksuit and socks, lounging on the couch while addicting to her phone] [groans]
Ennui. It's what you would call "the boredom".
Well, come on up here, En-wur. Am I saying it right? En-wah. No. Oh! Nicknames! I'm gonna call you Oui-Oui.
Console app. [shows the app on her phone, demonstrating how it works]
Hey! Stop it! That's enough.
Now, now, I know new emotions can sometimes feel unhelpful at first, and you just want to... [squeezes Sadness] say to them, "Why are you so annoying?". But I've learned that every emotion is good for Riley. [tussles Sadness' hair] Even this turkey.
[reluctantly]
Okay, fine.
Riley [Ennui uses her console app, making Riley act wearily.]
Cool. Lead the way.
V Val
All right, grab your stuff and follow me.
[exhausted]
Why are we up so early?
Because mon-ami, we need to speed things up. And that means we hit the ice early and practice like we've never practiced before.
Aren't we already good at hockey?
We're good, but the Fire Hawks are great.
That's right. [Riley misses a puck, making her skate around the rink] Every time we miss, we skate a lap around the rink. Hockey is not a game; it is a sport.
We need to be that good every time. Let's run it again.
V Val
Hey, I see I'm not the only one who likes to start early.
You guys, it's Val! We had the same idea!
We're basically the same person. We're gonna be best friends!
V Val
How long have you been here?
Riley I-I don't know. Maybe an hour? I just wanted to get in some extra ice time.
Oh, my gosh. She gets us.
V Val
See? I told the other girls you'd figure it out. You get what it takes to be the best.
Look at us. This is going great.
Yeah, but we need Val to really like us.
Oh! We should ask Val lots of questions. People love talking about themselves.
Riley So, what was your freshman year on the Fire Hawks like?
V Val
I mean… It was a lot of work. Like a lot. But it's also how I met my best friends.
Val is sharing things with [squeals] US!
V Val
Hey, a few of us are just gonna hang out tonight, order some food. You should come!
An exclusive invitation. Mwah-ha-ha! We're going!
Riley Really?
V Val
Definitely! It'll be fun.
Alright, ladies, let's warm up.
Riley Hi.
Huh! We are not sharing Val with them.
V Val
Early mornings make me so hungry.
Riley I know, right? I'd give anything for a piece of pizza right now.
Riley [sarcastically]
Oh, yeah. Get Up and Glow is so awesome.
Riley, what are you talking about? You love Get Up and Glow.
Riley Oh! Uh... Hey, guys.
[growls frustratedly]
Oh, why are our best friends always trying to hang out with us!?
Come on, Riley, we just went to their concert.
Riley Well, yeah. I mean, sure. But like…
Grace, you are not helping.
Riley [Ennui presses the console again.] [sarcastically]
Oh, yeah. We had a great time.
[The Sar-Chasm keeps growing.]
Why can't they just leave her alone?
What are we gonna do now, Joy?!
We go the long way, which is the best way. Stretch those hammies, Anger! Let's go!
[During the end credits at the Andersen house; the Andersens are eating dinner at the table]
So, Riley, how was camp?
[Zoom into Riley's mind]
Okay, we talked about this. We tell them everything.
Riley Uh...
But what about sneaking into Coach's office?
What about hitting Grace?
Are we gonna tell her about the Fire Hawks?
She doesn't need to know.
Pardon. Excusez moi. [presses a button on the console app on her phone]
Riley [nonchalantly]
It was good. [eats her food]
[Jill makes a "Please tell me you're joking" look before zooming into her mind and her emotions.] Jill's Anger: She goes away for three days and all we get is, "good"?
Jill's Anxiety: [appears from the curtains] And what about the red in her hair?! Did she join a gang?
Jill's Sadness: [gives her tea to chill] Welcome back, Anxiety.
[Zoom into Bill's mind and his emotions.] Bill's Anxiety: [pops up] She goes away for three days and all we get is, "good"?!
Bill's Anger: Yeah. Sounds right. Back to the game.
