So... you guys are scaring majors?
[chuckling]
We were, but none of us lasted very long. I guess we just weren't what old Hardscrabble was looking for. Don Carlton, mature student. 30 years in a textile industry, and then ol' dandy Don got downsized. Figured I could throw myself a pity party or go back to school and learn the computers.
Hello! I'm Terry with a 'Y'.
And I'm Terri with an 'I'. I'm a dance major!
And I'm not.
5, 6, 7, 8... [starts to dance while his brother rolls his eyes] 7, 8, turn! And tu... Why didn't you turn?
Because we never agreed to do this.
You said this was gonna be cool.
No one said this was gonna be cool.
Now I'm embarrassed.
Now you're embarrassed?
Yes, because it's in front of people!
You should wake up embarrassed.
[rolls down the stairs]
Hey, hey! I'm Art! New Age Philosophy Major. Excited to live with you, and laugh with you... [changes his mood] And cry with you. I thought you'd like to keep a dream journal!
Guess that leaves me. [Sulley suddenly screams once seeing him] My name's Scott Squibbles. My friends call me Squishy. I'm undeclared, unattached and... unwelcomed pretty much everywhere but here.
Well now that we've all been introduced. As captain of our team...
You're about the scariest fellow I've ever seen. Even with them pink polka dots.
Aww, thanks.
Well, actually, I think I bring the whole package.
Oh, come on. I don't even work out.
Yeah, me neither. I don't wanna get too big. [sniffs]
