Mike: Roz, my tender, oozing blossom, you're looking fabulous today. Is that a new haircut? Tell me it's a new haircut. It's got to be a new haircut. New makeup? You had a lift? You had a tuck? You had something? Something has been inserted in in you that makes you look... Listen, I need a favor. Randall was working late last night out on the scare floor. I really need the key to the door he was using. Roz: Well, isn't that nice? But guess what? You didn't turn in your paperwork last night. Mike: He didn't... I... no paperwork? Roz: This office is now closed. Mike: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Mike: Good morning, Roz, my succulent little garden snail. And who will we be scaring today? Roz: Wazowski! You didn't file your paperwork last night. Mike: Oh, that darn paperwork! Wouldn't it be easier if it all just blew away? Roz: Don't let it happen again. Mike: Yes, well, I'll try to be more careful next time. Roz: I'm watching you, Wazowski. Always watching. Always. Mike: Ooh, she's nuts.
