[George and A.J. walk up to Carl's door and A.J. knocks on it. Carl opens the door]

Morning, gentlemen.

Good morning, Mr. Fredricksen. You ready to go?

[chuckles]

Ready as I'll ever be. Would you do me a favor and take this? [hands A.J. a suitcase] I'll meet you at the van in just a minute. I, uh, wanna say one last goodbye to the old place.

Sure. Take all the time you need, sir.

[Carl slams his door shut]

That's typical. He's probably going to the bathroom for the 80th time.

[They start walking to their van] [sees the mess of helium canisters on Carl's lawn and scoffs]

You think he'd take better care of his house.

[A large shadow begins to loom up behind them. Many balloons emerge from beneath a tarp and lift Carl's house off of the ground. Both scream. Carl's house hits their van. Its alarm goes off]

Ah, ha ha ha! So long, boys! I'll send you a postcard from Paradise Falls!