1.

Golden Days
Joy: (narrates:) Do you ever look at someone and wonder, "What is going on inside their head?"

Well, I know. ...Well, I know Riley's head.

(Fades up in a white space; in a hospital room, Mr. and Mrs. Andersen are admiring their

newborn baby Riley, who wakes up and coos happily. Zoom in on Riley's head.)

(In Riley's mind, everything is black. From out of the darkness steps a glowing figure, Joy. She

comes forward and sees a blank screen above her; below her is a single button. She presses it,

and it turns yellow like her. Riley is heard cooing.)

(Zoom back from Joy to the real world, showing the baby Riley as she coos and giggles happily.)

Joy: (narrates:) And there she was...

(On the screen, Mr. and Mrs. Andersens' faces materialize into view.)

Mrs. Andersen: Hello, Riley.

Mr. Andersen: Oh, look at you. Aren't you a little bundle of joy?

(A ding is heard, and a glowing yellow orb of what just happened is formed from behind the

screen. Joy examines it.)

Memory Mr. Andersen: Aren't you a little bundle of joy?

(She puts the memory back in place and it rolls across a rack around the area, making the lights

come up and revealing a red-violet space of gears, as Headquarters is starting to form. Joy is

astounded; she presses the button again, and Riley coos in response. Joy beams.)

Joy: (narrates:) It was amazing. Just Riley and me... Forever.

(Riley keeps giggling and Joy smiles in reply; suddenly, Riley starts crying, which confuses her.)
Joy: (narrates:) Er, for thirty three seconds.

(Next to Joy, a droopy and gloomy blue figure, Sadness, is working the button, which turns blue

in response.)

Sadness: I'm Sadness.

Joy: Oh, hello. I... I'm Joy. So... Can I just... If you could... I just want to fix that. Thanks.

(The two start arguing over the button as she speaks.)

Joy: (narrates:) And that was just the beginning. Headquarters only got more crowded from

there.

(Riley, now a toddler, runs through the house pulling a wagon and giggling. In her mind, in the

now formed Headquarters, Fear, a jagged purple figure, comes out from behind joy. The single

button is now replaced with a control console.)

Fear: Very nice. Okay, looks like you got this. Very good.

(The screen shows everything through Riley's eyes, as she is running.)

Fear: Whoa, sharp turn! NO, LOOK OUT! NO!

(He takes action; the console turns purple in response.)

Joy: (narrates:) That's Fear. He's really good at keeping Riley safe.

(Fear's actions prompt Riley to stop running and notice the plugged cable, and step over it

slowly.)

Fear: (voiceover) Easy, easy. AGH! OH MY! Oh, we're good. We're good.

(In Headquarters, the memories have been nestled on a shelf off to the left; a purple memory,

indicating a fearful one, rolls in to nestle against the yellow one on the right.)
Joy: Whew!

Sadness: Good job.

Fear: Thank you. Thank you very much.

Joy: And we're back!

(She takes over, prompting Riley to resume her silliness, knocking over a lamp in the process.

Mr. Andersen picks her up.)

Young Riley: Oh!

(She is put in her high chair for lunch; she is served a bowl full of broccoli as Mr. Andersen tries

to feed her a stalk.)

Mr. Andersen: Here we go. All right, open.

Joy: Hmm. This looks new.

Fear: You think it's safe?

Sadness: What is it?

(On the screen, Mr. Andersen brings the spoonful forward. Here comes a green feminine figure,

Disgust, who takes control.)

Disgust: Okay, caution! There is a dangerous smell, people! Hold on. What is that?

Joy: (narrates:) This is Disgust. She basically keeps Riley from being poisoned. Physically and

socially.

Disgust: That is not brightly colored or shaped like a dinosaur. Hold on, guys. It's broccoli!

(She retches and works the console, turning it green; this prompts Riley to react.)
Young Riley: YUCKY!

(She flips her bowl, spilling the broccoli into Mr. Andersen's face. On the memory shelf, a green

memory rolls in, indicating a disgusted one.)

Disgust: Well, I just saved our lives.

Fear and Sadness: Whew!

Disgust: Yeah. You're welcome.

Mr. Andersen: Riley, if you don't eat your dinner, you're not gonna get any dessert.

(Shifts to a red firebrick-like figure, Anger, who sits and reads a newspaper with a headline "NO

DESSERT!"; he puts it down lividly.)

Anger: Wait. Did he just say we couldn't have dessert?

(He puts down the newspaper and steps up to the console; his head begins to flame up.)

Joy: (narrates:) That's Anger. He cares very deeply about things being fair.

Anger: So that's how you want to play it, old man?! No dessert?! Oh, sure, we'll eat our dinner!

Right after YOU eat THIS!

(The console turns red as he mans it, and, letting out a furious yell, does his thing as a heavy

drumroll is heard in the background score. This prompts Riley to scream in her chair as well, and

a red angry memory rolls in on the shelf. She keeps throwing a fit when Mr. Andersen

intervenes.)

Mr. Andersen: Riley, Riley, here comes an airplane!

(He makes the sound of an airplane flying; Anger immediately calms down.)

Anger: Oh, airplane. We got an airplane, everybody.

Joy, Sadness, Disgust: Oh!

Fear: Airplane.

(Mr. Andersen successfully feeds Riley, who has also calmed down; a yellow memory appears

on the shelf. Sadness then lounges next to Joy, who is obviously not pleased by her presence.)

Joy: (narrates:) And you've met Sadness. She... Well, she... I'm not actually sure what she does.

(She smiles meekly at Sadness, who promptly exits.)

Joy: (narrates:) And I've checked, there's no place for her to go, so... She's good, we're good. It's

all great!

(She goes over to the left side of Headquarters, shelves lined with various memory orbs. Most of

them are happy and yellow.)

Joy: (narrates:) Anyway, these are Riley's Memories, and they're mostly happy, you'll notice. Not

to brag.

(She inspects one memory of Riley and her friend Meg playing on a playground slide. She

rewinds the memory like a touchscreen with her finger. She hugs the memory and puts it back;

she then goes over to the center of the room to a big round setting of five round lights shooting

out beams to the windows outside.)

Joy: (narrates:) But the really important ones are over here.

(She pushes down a slot; this brings up a pedestal of five dazzlingly bright memory orbs

arranged in a circle.)

Joy: (narrates:) I don't want to get too technical, but these are called Core Memories. Each one

came from a super important time in Riley's life. Uh, like when she first scored a goal?

(Flashback to Riley and her parents ice skating on the lake, playing pretend hockey.)
Joy: (narrates:) Oh, that was so amazing!

(A stumble, she unknowingly hits the puck and scores a goal.)

Mr. Andersen: Hey! Would you look at that? Very nice! We got a future center here!

Mrs. Andersen: Nice job!

(In Headquarters, the emotions cheer in response. Suddenly, a loud ding and bright light catches

them off guard. From behind the screen is a brightly glowing orb of the memory, which slips into

the floor and slides through an underground track to the pedestal, which shoots out a beam of

light and creates a floating island outside decorated with various hockey equipment.)

Joy: (narrates:) And each Core Memory powers a different aspect of Riley's personality. Like...

Hockey Island!

(The emotions go to observe the five islands outside, with the hockey one in the middle. To the

far left is an island of various toys and silly things, and a big clown's face.)

Joy: (narrates:) Goofball Island is my personal favorite.

(Flashback: Riley runs through the house naked as her parents chase her.)

Mr. Andersen: Ah, come back here, you little monkey!

(This act of silliness is what sets the island in action, showing the clown's eyes spin around and

its tongue sticking out, a mallet hitting its head, and a series of practical jokes like a Ferris wheel

of shoes honking a horn and a monkey centerpiece spinning plates.)

Mr. Andersen: (laughs) Oh, you're silly!

Joy: (narrates:) Yep, Goofball is the best.

(Just to the left is an island showing two heads of people talking to each other among with

various "friendly" material, like hearts, stars, and statuettes of people dancing.)
Joy: (narrates:) Friendship Island is pretty good too.

(Flashback: Riley and Meg walking arm-in-arm, leg-over-leg, down the sidewalk. To the left of

Hockey Island is an island with various integrity memorabilia, such as scales, gavels, and a

courthouse on a hill.)

Joy: (narrates:) Oh, I love Honesty Island. And that's the truth!

(Flashback: A guilty Riley stands near a broken plate and holds up a hammer admitting she was

behind it. The last island to the far right features various family-oriented landmarks, such as a

family tree, a board game, the Andersens' car hauling a trailer, three figures jumping on a

trampoline, and a trio of gigantic statues representing the Andersens in a warm embrace.)

Joy: (narrates:) And of course, Family Island is amazing!

(Flashback: Riley and her parents decorate cookies together. Riley stuffs her cookie in Mr.

Andersens' mouth.)

Joy: (narrates:) The point is, the Islands of Personality are what make Riley... Riley!

(Quick intercuts: Riley in the bath.)

Young Riley: Look out, mermaid!

(She makes a big splash; Riley is now in the living room crawling across the couch. In

Headquarters, Joy inserts a flower chip into the console which projects a daydream from Riley's

view; the floor becoming imaginary lava.)

Young Riley: Lava! Whee!

(She jumps to the chair: Now she sits and draws a doodle of a pink elephant creature on the

living room wall.)

Young Riley: ♪ Who's your friend who likes to play? Bing Bong, Bing Bong! ♪
(On a frozen pond, the six-year-old Riley skates for her parents.)

Mr. Andersen: Hey! Very nice!

Mrs. Andersen: Where'd you learn that?

(In Headquarters, Joy "skates" around the floor. On the front doorstep, the 11-year-old Riley and

Meg drink Slushees; suddenly, Riley gets a brain freeze from drinking too fast.)

Riley: Ahhh!!!

(In Headquarters, everything and everyone begins to ice over.)

Fear: BRAIN FREEZE!!!

(The emotions scream as they succumb to the freezing; first Anger, then Fear, and finally

Sadness, whose eyes remain the only part active once immobile. On the ice pond, Riley is now

participating in a hockey game; she successfully scores as the crowd cheers.)

Riley: Yeah!

Joy: Yay!

(Riley is now tucked in bed; Mr. Andersen clicks off the light.)

Mr. Andersen: Good night, kiddo.

Riley: Good night, Dad.

(The door closes; Riley looks at the glow-in-the-dark stars on her bedroom ceiling as Joy

watches. The screen dims out like a TV switching off as Riley falls asleep.)

Joy: And... we're out. (she goes to examine all the memories on the shelves) That's what I'm

talking about! Whoo! Another perfect day! Nice job, everybody! Let's get those memories down to

Long Term.
(Joy presses a button on the floor with her foot; the memories begin to slide off the shelves and

across roof trails.)

Fear: All right, we did not die today! I call that an unqualified success.

(Disgust observes as the memories continue to pachinko and flush out, then sink into the floor

through the underground trails as the recall tube in the roof covers the hole in the floor and sucks

the memories up right through it. Joy goes to the window and watches the memories rain down

across Long Term Memory like falling stars.)

Joy: (narrates:) And that's it. We love our girl. She's got great friends and a great house. Things

couldn't be better. After all, Riley's 11 now. What could happen?

2. The Move
(Outside the Andersen house, a "For Sale" sign is placed into the ground; across the middle

reads "SOLD".)

Joy: What...?

Sadness, Anger, Fear, Disgust: AAUGH!!!

(Mr. Andersen closes the trunk of the car.)

Sadness, Anger, Fear, Disgust: AAUGH!!!

(A moving van drives off.)

Joy: Okay, not what I had in mind.

Sadness, Anger, Fear, Disgust: AAUGH!!!

The car drives across the bridge. Riley looks out the window.
JOY (V.O.) Hey look! The Golden Gate Bridge! Isn’t that great?! It’s not made out of solid gold

like we thought, which is kind of a disappointment, but still!

The car drives past the Ferry Building.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

FEAR

I sure am glad you told me earthquakes are a myth, Joy. Otherwise I’d be terrified right now!

Everyone eyes each other behind Fear’s back.

JOY Uh... yeah.

EXT. LOMBARD STREET - DAY

The car is stuck in traffic. Cars HONK and people YELL.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

ANGER These are my kind of people!

EXT. MARKET STREET - DAY

DAD All right, just a few more blocks. We’re almost to our new house!

INT. HEADQUARTERS

ANGER Step on it, Daddy!

DISGUST Why don't we just live in this smelly car? We've already been in it forever.

JOY
Which, actually, was really lucky, because that gave us plenty of time to think about what our new

house is going to look like! Let’s review the top five daydreams.

Joy plugs in DAYDREAMS showing fantasy houses: tree house, water-slide house, etc.

FEAR Ooh! That looks safe!

JOY Ohh, this is will be great for Riley! Oh, no, no, no, THIS one. A gingerbread house.

DISGUST (O.S.) Ugh, Joy. For the last time, she cannot live in a cookie. A castle.

ANGER THAT’S the one! It comes with a dragon!

EXT. SAN FRANCISCO HOUSE - DAY

JOY (O.S.) Now we’re getting close, I can feel it. Here it is, here’s our new house... and...

The car stops and Riley steps out.

REVEAL: a run-down Victorian. Nothing like the daydreams.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

Everyone looks slackjawed.

JOY Maybe it’s nice on the inside.

INT. SAN FRANCISCO HOUSE - CONTINUOUS

Riley steps inside. The room is dark, dusty, uninviting.

ANGER (V.O.) We’re supposed to live here?

SADNESS (V.O.) Do we have to?

DISGUST (V.O.) I’m telling you, it smells like something died in here.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

A disgust memory rolls in.

FEAR Can you die from moving?

JOY Guys, you’re overreacting. Nobody is dying--

DISGUST A DEAD MOUSE!!!

ON THE SCREEN: A dead mouse in the corner.

DISGUST (O.S.) (CONT’D) I’m gonna be sick...

ANGER (O.S.) Great, this is just great.

FEAR (O.S.) Ahhhhh!! It’s the house of the dead! What are we gonna do?! We’re gonna get

rabies!!!

Fear jumps into Anger’s arms. Anger fires up the flames.

ANGER GET OFFA ME!!!

Fear runs around on fire. Joy puts him out with a fire extinguisher.

JOY Hey, hey, hey, all through the drive Dad talked about how cool our new room is. Let’s go

check it out!

FEAR/ANGER/DISGUST (O.S.) You’re right, Joy/Yeah!/That’s right!/Yes, yes, yes!

INT. SAN FRANCISCO HOUSE

Riley dashes up the stairs.

INT. RILEY’S ROOM - CONTINUOUS

It’s tiny. Depressing.

FEAR/DISGUST/ANGER (O.S.) No, no, no, no, no./I’m starting to envy the dead mouse./Get out

the rubber ball, we’re in solitary confinement.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

SADNESS Oh, Riley can’t live here.

ANGER She's right.

FEAR Really bad.

DISGUST It’s the worst. It’s absolutely the worst.

ANGER This house stinks.

Memories roll in: anger, disgust, fear.

JOY Hey, it’s nothing our butterfly curtains couldn’t fix. I read somewhere that an empty room is

an opportunity.

ANGER Where did you read that?

Joy: It doesn’t matter. I read it and it’s great. We’ll put the bed there. And the desk over there...

Joy projects an IMAGINATION of Riley’s furniture.

FEAR The hockey lamp goes there...

ANGER Put the chair there.

DISGUST Well, the trophy collection goes there.

SADNESS Posters...

FEAR Stars! I like that.

JOY Now we’re talking! Let’s go get our stuff from the moving van!

INT. SAN FRANCISCO HOUSE - DAY

Riley dashes down the stairs as Mom and Dad enter the house. Dad is on the phone.

DAD Alright. Goodbye. (hangs up; to Mom) Well, guess what? The moving van won’t be here

until Thursday.

MOM You’re kidding.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

FEAR The van is lost?! This is the worst day ever!

ON THE SCREEN: Mom and Dad ARGUE.

MOM You said it would be here yesterday!

DAD I know that’s what I said. * That’s what they told me!

FEAR (O.S.) Mom and Dad are stressed out!

FEAR/ANGER/DISGUST/SADNESS They’re arguing!/What are we going to do?/This is so

stressful./What is their problem?

Joy runs to storage and grabs what looks to be a LIGHTBULB.

JOY I’ve got a great idea!

She clicks the IDEA into the console.

INT. SAN FRANCISCO LIVING ROOM - DAY

Riley’s face lights up. Riley grabs her hockey stick. Puts a wad of paper in play.

MOM Did you even read the contract?

DAD Honey, you act like this is my fault-- *

RILEY Andersen makes her move. She's closing in!

DAD (grabbing a broom) Hey! Oh, no you’re not!

RILEY She’s lining up for the shot!

DAD Coming behind you! Watch out!

She slides past him. Knocks the “puck” into the fireplace.

RILEY She shoots and she scores! Yeah!

INT. HEADQUARTERS

The Emotions cheer. Out the back window, Family Island runs.

INT. SAN FRANCISCO LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS

RILEY (taunting Mom) Come on, Grandma!

MOM Ha! “Grandma?”

INT. HEADQUARTERS

JOY Uh-oh, she put her hair up, we’re in for it!

INT. SAN FRANCISCO LIVING ROOM

They all play hockey, Mom using a pillow to guard the “goal.”

Dad picks her up to shoot past her.

MOM (laughing) Woo! Hey, put me down!

Dad scoops up Riley, too. Riley giggles.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

A happy memory rolls in. Joy’s back in charge.

INT. SAN FRANCISCO LIVING ROOM

Dad’s cell phone beeps.

DAD Ugh. Sorry, hold on, hold on. (answers) Hello?

INT. HEADQUARTERS

JOY Wait. Wha--?

INT. SAN FRANCISCO LIVING ROOM

DAD You’re kidding. All right. Stall for me, I’ll be right there. (hangs up) The investor’s supposed

to show up on Thursday, not today! I gotta go.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

Joy is disappointed.

INT. SAN FRANCISCO LIVING ROOM

MOM It's okay. We get it.

DAD You’re the best. Thanks, Hon. (to Riley, as he leaves) See you, Sweetie.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

FEAR Dad just left us.

SADNESS Oh, he doesn’t love us anymore. That’s sad. I should drive, right?

JOY BLOCKS HER.

SADNESS (CONT’D) Joy? What are you doing?

JOY Uh, just uh, gimme one second... You know what I’ve realized? Riley hasn’t had lunch!

(takes a memory off the wall and plays it)

Remember?

MEMORY: A PIZZA SHOP.

INT. SAN FRANCISCO LIVING ROOM

RILEY Hey I saw a pizza place down the street. Maybe we could try that?

MOM Pizza sounds delicious!

INT. HEADQUARTERS

FEAR/ANGER/DISGUST Yeah!/Pizza!/Good idea, Joy.

Joy smiles.

INT. PIZZA PLACE - DAY

Riley and Mom get their pizza. On it: broccoli.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

FEAR/JOY/DISGUST What the HECK IS THAT?!/Who puts broccoli on pizza?/That’s it. I’m

done.

ANGER Congratulations, San Francisco, you’ve ruined pizza! First the Hawaiians, and now

YOU!

3. Joy and Sadness

EXT. SAN FRANCISCO STREET - LATER

Mom and Riley walk home. Riley looks disappointed.

MOM What kind of a pizza place only serves one kind of pizza? Must be a San Francisco thing,

huh?

INT. HEADQUARTERS

Joy glances at the wall of multi-colored memories. She sighs: things are not going well.

EXT. SAN FRANCISCO STREET - CONTINUOUS

MOM Still, it’s not as bad as the soup at that diner in Nebraska.

RILEY Oh yeah. The spoon stood up in the soup by itself! That was disgusting.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

Joy looks out the back window. Family Island is going.

JOY Oh good. Family is running.

EXT. SAN FRANCISCO STREET

MOM The drive out was pretty fun, huh? What was your favorite part?

INT. HEADQUARTERS

ANGER Spitting out the car window!

DISGUST Definitely not when Dad was singing.

FEAR Wearing a seat belt!

JOY What about the time with the dinosaur!

Joy pulls up a memory.

SADNESS/FEAR/ANGER/DISGUST Yeah./Yup./That’s the one.

ON THE SCREEN: Riley and Mom pose in front of a roadside cement dinosaur in Vernal, Utah.

DAD (ON SCREEN) Say cheese!

Behind Dad, the car rolls down the hill. No brakes!

RILEY (ON SCREEN) Dad! Dad! Look behind you.

MOM (ON SCREEN) Honey. The car! The car!

DAD (ON SCREEN) Hold still. Huh? (runs off after the car) Stoooop! No no no nononono!!

Stegosaurus tail through the back window. The family laughs.

Enjoying the memory, Joy and the others chuckle.

FEAR Nice one, Joy.

EXT. SAN FRANCISCO STREET

RILEY (smiling) I liked that time at the dinosaur. That was pretty funny.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

Joy’s cheer is cut short when the dinosaur memory TURNS BLUE.

EXT. SAN FRANCISCO STREET - DAY

Riley’s smile fades.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

JOY: Wait. What? What happened?

Joy looks back. Sadness is touching the memory.

FEAR She did something to the memory.

Joy tries to fix the memory.

JOY What did you do?

SADNESS I just touched it.

JOY That shouldn’t make it change.

FEAR Change it back, Joy!

Joy rubs it, but the memory stays blue.

JOY: I’m trying.

ANGER: You can’t change it back?

JOY: No, I guess I can’t!

DISGUST: Good going Sadness. Now when Riley thinks of that moment with Dad, she’s gonna

feel sad. Bravo.

SADNESS I’m sorry Joy... I don’t really know-- I thought maybe, if you-- if I-- if... I mean...

DISGUST Joy, we've got a stairway coming up.

EXT. SAN FRANCISCO STREET - DAY

Riley runs towards a stairway and handrail.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

JOY Just don’t touch any other memories until we figure out what’s going on.

SADNESS Okay.

JOY (stepping up to controls) Alright. Get ready, this is a monster railing, and we are riding it all

the way down!

EXT. SAN FRANCISCO STREET - CONTINUOUS

Riley sits on the railing, ready to slide.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

Joy looks back: GOOFBALL ISLAND is whirring like crazy.

EXT. SAN FRANCISCO STREET

Riley goes to slide... but hops off and walks down instead.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

JOY Wait, what? What happened?

Suddenly a CORE MEMORY ROLLS up to Joy’s feet.

FEAR A core memory!

JOY Oh no!

Out the back window, GOOFBALL ISLAND GOES DARK. Joy rushes to the Core Memory

Holder.

JOY (CONT’D) Sadness! What are you doing?

SADNESS It looked like one was crooked so I opened it and then it fell out!

Joy pops the memory back in. GOOFBALL ISLAND comes back on.

EXT. SAN FRANCISCO STREET

Riley jumps back on the railing and slides down.

RILEY Woo hoo!

INT. HEADQUARTERS

SADNESS It’s just that... I wanted to maybe hold one.

She reaches out to touch one, AND IT STARTS TO GO BLUE.

FEAR JOY!

Joy pushes Sadness away before she can touch it.

JOY Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The core memory TURNS BACK TO YELLOW.

JOY (CONT’D) Sadness! You nearly touched a core memory. And when you touch them, we

can’t change them back!

SADNESS I know. I’m sorry. Something’s wrong with me. It’s like I’m having a breakdown.

JOY You are not having a breakdown. It’s stress.

SADNESS I keep making mistakes like that. I’m awful...

JOY Nooo, you’re not.

SADNESS ...and annoying.

JOY Well... uh... You know what? You can’t focus on what’s going wrong. There’s always a way

to turn things around, to find the fun!

SADNESS Yeah. Find the fun. I don’t know how to do that.

JOY Okay. Well, try think of something funny!

Long pause.

SADNESS Oh! Remember the funny movie where the dog dies?

JOY Yeah, that’s not... (tries another approach) What about that time with Meg, when Riley

laughed so hard milk came out of her nose? I mean come on...

INSERT: Riley spitting milk out of her nose, Meg laughing.

SADNESS Yeah, that hurt. It felt like fire.

JOY Okay, okay, don’t think of that. Let’s try something else. What are your favorite things to do?

SADNESS My favorite? Um, well, I like it when we’re outside.

JOY That’s good! Like there’s the beach and sunshine... Oh! Like that time we buried Dad in the

sand up to his neck?

INSERT: Riley at beach, Dad buried in sand.

SADNESS (V.O.) I was thinking more like rain.

INSERT: Riley stands in a downpour.

JOY Rain? Rain... is my favorite too!

We can stomp around in puddles...

INSERT: Riley happily jumps through puddles.

JOY (CONT’D) There’s cool umbrellas, lightning storms...

SADNESS (V.O.) More like when the rain runs down our back and makes our shoes soggy. And

we get all cold and shivery...

INSERT: Riley’s shoes fill with water. She looks miserable.

SADNESS ...and everything just starts feeling droopy...

Sadness melts to the floor, crying.

JOY Oh, hey, hey... easy. Why are you crying? That’s really the opposite of what we’re going for

here.

SADNESS Crying helps me slow down and obsess over the weight of life's problems.

JOY Ugh, you know what? Let’s think about something else. How about we read some mind

manuals, huh? Sounds fun!

She drags Sadness over to a shelf of technical manuals.

SADNESS I’ve read most of them.

JOY Well have you read this one? This seems interesting: “Long-Term Memory Retrieval,

Volume 47?”

SADNESS No.

JOY Ohhh! A real page turner!

SADNESS (opens manual; reads) “Long-Term Memory Data Selection via channel

sub-grouping?”

JOY See? Fun already! You lucky dog, you’re reading these cool things and I gotta go work. Life

is so unfair.

Joy walks away. But just as she thinks things are handled...

DING! Another memory -- Disgust -- slides in. Joy groans.

4. Bedtime
INT. SAN FRANCISCO HOUSE - NIGHT

Riley hops down the stairs towards the living room.

DAD (O.S.) (on phone) What can we do? We’ve only got capital to last a month, maybe two. If

we can't find investors by then, we’re going to have to lay people off.

Riley hears the stress in Dad’s voice.

RILEY Mom! Dad! Come kiss me g’night!

MOM Be right there!

DAD (on phone) I know, I know! We’ve got to land this, okay?
Riley heads back upstairs.

INT. RILEY’S ROOM - MOMENTS LATER

Riley climbs into her sleeping bag.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

FEAR Did you hear Dad? He sounded really upset.

INT. RILEY’S ROOM

STRANGE NOISES from outside. Headlights cast shadows on the wall. Riley looks scared.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

FEAR What was that? Was it a bear? It’s a bear!

DISGUST There are no bears in San Francisco!

ANGER I saw a really hairy guy. He looked like a bear.

FEAR Oh, I’m so jumpy, my nerves are shot!

DISGUST Ew, I don’t want to hear about your nerves!

ANGER I’ll tell you what it is. This move has been a bust.

FEAR That’s what I’ve been telling you guys! There are at least 37 things for Riley to be scared

of right now!

DISGUST The smell alone is enough to make her gag.

ANGER I can’t believe Mom and Dad moved us here!

JOY Look, I get it. You guys have concerns. But we’ve been through worse! Tell you what: let’s

make a list of all the things Riley should be HAPPY about!

ANGER Fine. Let’s see... this house stinks, our room stinks...

DISGUST Pizza is weird here...

SADNESS Our friends are back home...

FEAR And all of our stuff is in the missing van!

JOY Oh c’mon, it could be worse...

DISGUST Yeah, Joy. We could be lying on the dirty floor. In a bag.

INT. RILEY’S ROOM

Riley is lying on the dirty floor in a sleeping bag.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

JOY Okay, I admit it, we had a rough start. But think of all the good things that--

ANGER No, Joy. There’s absolutely no reason for Riley to be happy right now. Let us handle this.

FEAR I say we skip school tomorrow and lock ourselves in the bedroom.

DISGUST We have no clean clothes. I mean, no one should see us.

SADNESS Yeah, we could cry until we can’t breathe.

ANGER We should lock the door and scream that curse word we know. It’s a good one!

JOY Now hold on! Look, we all have our off days. You know, I--
ON THE SCREEN: Mom opens Riley’s bedroom door.

MOM Hi honey.

ANGER The Mom Bad News Train is pulling in! Toot toot!

INT. RILEY’S ROOM

Mom sits next to Riley.

MOM Still no moving van. Now they’re saying it won’t be here ‘til Tuesday, can you believe it?

INT. HEADQUARTERS

ANGER Toot toot toot!

INT. RILEY’S ROOM

RILEY Where’s Dad?

MOM On the phone. This new venture is keeping him pretty busy. Your dad’s a little stressed --

you know, about getting his new company up and running...

INT. HEADQUARTERS

ANGER I rest my case!

Joy sighs. She falls back from the controls. Anger steps up to the console.

ANGER (CONT’D) Now for a few well-placed withering scowls.

INT. RILEY’S ROOM

MOM I guess all I really want to say is: thank you.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

ANGER Huh?

Anger drops the controls.

INT. RILEY’S ROOM

MOM You know, through all this confusion you’ve stayed... well, you’ve stayed our happy girl!

Mom brushes Riley’s cheek.

MOM (CONT’D) Your dad’s under a lot of pressure. But if you and I can keep smiling, it would be

a big help. We can do that for him, right?

INT. HEADQUARTERS

Joy, smiling with renewed purpose, steps back to the console.

JOY Whoa! Well.

INT. RILEY’S ROOM

RILEY (smiles) Yeah! Sure.

MOM What did we do to deserve you? (kisses Riley) Sweet dreams.

RILEY Good night.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

ANGER Well, you can’t argue with Mom. “Happy” it is.

FEAR Team Happy! Sounds great!

DISGUST I’m totally behind you, Joy.

INT. RILEY’S ROOM

Riley goes to sleep.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

The screen goes black.

JOY Looks like we’re going into REM. I got Dream Duty, so I’ll take care of sending these to Long

Term. Great day today, guys! Sleep well TEAM HAPPY!

The team heads off to bed. Harp music plays.

JOY (CONT’D) Alright, what's on tonight, Dream Production?

ON THE SCREEN: a DREAM COMES UP.

The family FLIES happily through the air in the car. They land in front of the house--

DAD Well, this is it. The new place.

-- except it’s haunted! Organ music. Ghosts howling. The dead

mouse rises up into frame.

MOUSE Come live with me, Riley!

The mouse falls over, dead. A bear enters, holding a pizza.

PIZZA BEAR Somebody order a broccoli pizza?

The pizza slices hop up and dance a jig.

PIZZA SLICE Eat me! I’m organic!

INT. RILEY’S ROOM

Riley frowns in her sleep.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

JOY Ah, NO, who is in charge of programming down there?! I know I’m not supposed to do this,

but...

Joy ducks behind the console and REBOOTS it. The dream ends.

INT. RILEY’S ROOM - NIGHT

Riley still looks troubled.

INT. HEADQUARTERS

JOY We are not going to end the day like this.

Joy has a thought. She recalls a memory.

ON THE SCREEN: Riley ice skates with her parents.

Joy watches, loving this kid. She shadows Riley, “skating” around headquarters.

JOY (CONT’D[ Don’t you worry. I’m gonna make sure that tomorrow is another great day. I

promise.

5. Embarrassed
(It is now morning; Joy is playing the accordion. Inside the house on the second level, the other

emotions wake up, clearly unamused at this.)

Joy: Hello, did I wake you?

Anger: Do you have to play that?!

Joy: Well, I have to practice. And I don't think of it as playing so much as hugging.

(They head downstairs.)

Joy: OK, first day of school. Very, very exciting. I was up late last night figuring out a new plan.

Here it is: Fear!

Fear: Huh?

Joy: I need a list of all the possible negative outcomes on the first day at a new school.

Fear: Way ahead of you there. Does anyone know how to spell meteor?

Joy: Disgust, make sure Riley stands out today. But, also blends in.

Disgust: When I'm through, Riley will look so good, the other kids will look at their own outfits

and barf.

Joy: Joy! "Yes, Joy?" You'll be in charge of the console. Keeping Riley happy all day long. And

may I add, I love your dress, it's adorable. "Oh, this old thing. Thank you so much." I love the way

it twirls.

(Outside, a train's horn is heard as it pulls in.)

Joy: Train of Thought, right on schedule. Anger, unload the daydreams. I ordered extra, in case

things get slow in class. Might come in handy.

Anger: If this new school is full of boring, useless classes. Which it probably will be.

Joy: Oh, Sadness. I have a super important job just for you.
Sadness: Really?

Joy: M-hm, follow me.

(Somewhere else, she draws a chalk circle around Sadness' feet.)

Sadness: What are you doing?

Joy: And there. Perfect. This is the circle of sadness. Your job is to make sure that all the

sadness stays inside of it. So, you want me just to stand here? Hey, it's not my place to tell you

how to do your job. Just make sure that all... the sadness stays in the circle. See? You're a pro at

this! Isn't this fun?

Sadness: No.

Joy: Atta girl.

(She walks back to the front of the room.)

Joy: Alright everyone, fresh start. We're going to have a good day which will turn into a good

week, which will turn into a good year, which turns into a good life!

(Riley heads for the door.)

Mrs. Andersen: So, big day. New school, new friends, huh?

Riley: I know. I'm kind of nervous but I'm mostly excited. How do I look?

(In Headquarters, Joy watches Family Island start up out the window.)

Riley: Do you like my purse?

Mrs. Andersen: Very cute! You gonna be Okay? You want us to walk with you?

Disgust: Mom and Dad, with us in public?! No, thank you.

Joy: Yup, I'm on it.

(She pushes a button and Riley picks up.)

Riley: Nope, I'm fine. Bye Mom. Bye Dad.

Mr. Andersen: (putting a call on hold) Have a good day at school, monkey.

(They make monkey noises at each other; Goofball Island sets off. Riley giggles and exits.)

Mrs. Andersen: Have a great day, sweetheart.

(Outside, Riley walks down the sidewalk until she comes to her new school; she stops and

hesitates.)

Fear: Are you sure we want to do this?

Joy: In we go!

(This prompts Riley to go right for it.)

Fear: OK, going in. Yes!

(Riley sits in her new classroom; students talk amongst each other. Riley notices them; Disgust

picks up three girls in particular.)

Disgust: OK. We've got a group of cool girls at 2 o'clock.

Joy: How do you know?

Disgust: Double ears pierced, infinity scarf.

(Their leader turns around.)

Joy: Woah! Is she wearing eyeshadow?

Disgust: Yeah, we want to be friends with them.

Joy: Let's go talk to them! (starts to work)

Disgust: Are you kidding?! We're not talking to them! We want them to like us.

Joy: Oh, yeah. Wait, what?

(Fear comes over holding a stack of sheets.)

Fear: Almost finished with the potential disasters. Worst scenario is either quicksand,

spontaneous combustion, or getting called on by the teacher. So as long as none of this

happens...

(The teacher arrives and steps to the front of the room.)

Teacher: OK, everybody, we have a new student in class today.

Fear: (scatters the sheets in fright) Are you kidding me?! Out of the gate! This is not happening!

Teacher: Riley, would you like to tell us something about yourself?

Fear: NOOO! Pretend we can't speak English!

Joy: Don't worry, I got this.

(She does her work; this prompts Riley to speak up.)

Riley: Um, okay... (stands) My name is Riley Anderson. I'm from Minnesota and now I live here.

(She glances over at some of the students and the cool girl.)

Teacher: And how about Minnesota? Can you tell us something about it? Well, you certainly get

a lot more snow than we do. (chuckles)

Joy: (also chuckles) She's hilarious...!

(She does more work.)

Riley: Yeah, it gets pretty cold. The lake freezes over and that’s when we play hockey. I'm on a

great team. We're called the Prairie Dogs. My friend, Meg, plays forward, and my dad's the

coach.

(Joy pushes a button which makes a happy memory comes down the recall tube and projects

onto the screen; it shows the Andersens playing hockey on a frozen pond.)

Riley: Pretty much everyone in my family skates. It's kind of a family tradition. We go out on the

lake almost every weekend.

(Suddenly, the memory turns blue; Riley's mood sinks.)

Riley: Or, we did, till... I moved away.

Disgust: Hey. What gives?

Fear: Wait, what?

(The culprit is Sadness, who has left her circle and touched the memory, changing it.)

Joy: Hey! Sadness!? You touched a memory!? We talked about this!

Sadness: Oh, yeah, I know. I'm sorry.

Joy: Get back in your circle!

(She attempts to cheer Riley, but the console does not respond.)

Joy: Ugh... What's going on!?!

Fear: Get it out of there, Joy!

Joy: Eject!!

(Still nothing happens; Riley's homesickness begins to take over.)

Riley: (sniffs; voice shakes) We... used to... play tag, and stuff...

Disgust: Cool kids whispering at 3 o'clock!

(Indeed the cool girls are whispering to each other.)

Fear: Did you see that look?

Joy: Oh, no.

Fear: They're judging us!

(Joy and the emotions struggle to remove the memory from the recall unit; behind them, Sadness

notices the console is open and rushes toward it...)

Joy: Somebody help, grab that thing... Everybody put in...

Riley: (beginning to cry) But, everything's different now... Since we moved...

(She starts shedding tears and sniffs again; the students stare at her in silence.)

Fear: Oh no. WE'RE CRYING! AT SCHOOL!!

Joy: Wha...?!

(Still struggling, Joy sees Sadness is working the console, it responding to her and her alone.)

Joy: Sadness, what are you doing!!?!

(She successfully ejects the memory and rushes up to her, pulling her away from the console.)
Sadness: Whoa!!! I'm sorry. Oh...oh!

(A loud flash and ding is heard; a new core memory appears from behind the screen. Unlike the

others, this one is blue and sad.)

Fear: (gasps) It's a core memory.

Disgust: But it's blue.

(Indeed it is; it shows Riley crying in front of the whole class due to her homesickness.)

Joy: (gasps) No, wait! Stop it! No! Agh! No!

(The memory sinks into the floor before she could grab it; it flows down through the track to the

core memory pedestal, and she opens the pedestal and grabs the memory just before it could

settle in. She then pushes the "end of day memory flush" button to activate the recall tube and

flush all the memories off the shelves.)

Sadness: Joy, no. (Tries to pull the memory away) That's a core memory! ...Wait!

Joy: Hey! Stop it! Let go!

(She breaks free of her grasp; she stumbles backward and hits the pedestal, causing all the core

memories to fall out, and the pedestal powers down as they gasp.)

Fear: The core memories!

(The result causes the light poles to go out; the core memories power down and become

greyscale. Riley's head raises, still breaking down and losing thought.)

Joy: AGH!

(She throws the sad core memory aside and gathers up all the happy ones that fell out. But then

she sees Sadness trying to insert the sad core memory and gasps; she jumps at Sadness and

she loses grip, dropping the sad core memory as it rolls toward the activated recall tube and gets
sucked up through it and out of the roof to Long Term Memory. But it is still not done yet; one of

the happy core memories begins rolling toward the still-sucking tube as well as it starts coming

down from the ceiling.)

Joy: NO NO NO NO -- !

(She grabs the memory but gets sucked up the tube herself; she tries to keep herself weighed

down by keeping her foot hooked outside; she struggles to reach her other foot down, but

Sadness gets sucked toward her as well!)

Sadness: Whoa...

(Both Joy and Sadness are sucked up!)

Joy, Sadness: AAAAGH!!

(They disappear out the roof hatch, and the door closes as the tube retracts. Riley silently sits

down and wipes her tears.)

Teacher: Thank you, Riley. I know it can be tough moving to a new place. But we're happy to

have you here. Alright everyone, get out your history books, and turn to chapter 7.

(The students do so; Riley hides her face behind her book, not saying a word. In Headquarters,

the remaining emotions are still distraught.)

Anger: Can I say that curse word now?

6. Outer Edge
[Joy and Sadness scream as they rocket down the tube. Joy desperately tries to hold on to the

core memories. The blue core memory is sorted to a side tube. Joy lands in a bin of memories.

Sadness crashes next to her.]

Joy: Oh no... (gathering memories) One, two, three... okay, got ’em. Wha-- where are we?
[Joy takes in the shelving around her.]

Joy: Long-Term Memory...!

[Joy grabs the core memories and jumps out of the dumpster. She sees GOOFBALL ISLAND,

silent and dark.]

Joy: Goofball Island?

[Joy surveys the islands beyond. They’re all dark.]

Sadness: Hoh... Riley’s Islands of Personality. They’re ALL down! This is bad.

Joy: We-- we can fix this. We just have to get back to Headquarters, plug the core memories in,

and Riley will be back to normal.

[Joy and Sadness hurry towards headquarters.]

Sadness: Riley has no core memories, no personality islands and no-- (gasp)

Joy: Wha-- What is it?

Sadness: You! YOU’RE not in headquarters. Without you, Riley can’t be happy. We gotta get

you back up there.

Joy: I’m coming, Riley.

[They set off across the bridge to Goofball Island. We see the LIGHTLINE beyond it, leading

towards Headquarters.]

7. Dinner
Mrs. Andersen: So, as it turns out, the green trash can is not recycling. It's for greens, like

compost and eggshells. And the blue one is recycling, and the black...
Disgust: Riley's acting so weird! Why is she acting so weird?

Anger: What do you expect? All the Islands are down!

Disgust: Joy would know what to do.

Fear: That's it! Until she gets back, we just do what Joy would do.

Disgust: Good idea! Anger, Fear, Disgust... How are we supposed to be happy?

Mrs. Andersen: Hey, Riley, I got good news. I found a Junior Hockey League, right here in San

Francisco. And get this! Tryouts are tomorrow after school. What luck, right?

Anger: Hockey?

Disgust: Uh-oh, what do we do?

Fear: Guys, th-this... You pretend to be Joy.

[Fear pushes Disgust forward. She steps up to drive.]

Mrs. Andersen: Wouldn't it be great to be back out on the ice?

Riley: Oh, yeah, that sounds fantastic.

Fear: What was that? That wasn't anything like Joy!

Disgust: Ah, because I'm NOT Joy!

Fear: Yeah, no kidding!

Did you guys pick up on that?

Yeah, something's wrong.

Should we ask her?

Let's probe. But keep it subtle so she doesn't notice.

Mrs. Andersen: So, how was the first day of school?

Anger: She's probing us.

Disgust: I'm done. You pretend to be Joy.

Fear: What? OK...

Riley: It was fine, I guess, I dunno.

Disgust: Oh, very smooth. That was just like Joy.

Something is definitely going on!

She's never acted like this, before. What should we do?

We're gonna find out what's happening. But we'll need support. Signal the husband.

Mrs. Andersen: Ahem!

Uh-oh! She's looking at us. What did she say?

What? Oh, sorry sir, no one was listening.

Is it garbage night? We left the toilet seat up? What? What is it, woman? What?

He's making that stupid face again.

I could strangle him right now!

Signal him again.

Mr. Andersen: Ah! So... Riley, how was school?

Aw, Seriously?

You gotta be kidding me!

For this, we gave up that Brazilian helicopter pilot?!

Anger: Move! I'll be Joy.

Riley: School was great, alright!

Mrs. Andersen: Riley? Is everything OK?

Sir, she just rolled her eyes at us.

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

Dad's Fear: No, not the foot!

Mr. Andersen: Riley, I do not like this new attitude.

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

Fear: No, no-no, stay happy.

[Anger shoves him away and hits a button.]

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

Sir, reporting high level of sass.

Take it to DefCon 2.

Your heard that gentlemen. DefCon 2!

Mr. Andersen: 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...

Here it comes. Prepare the foot!

Keys, to Safety Position! Ready to launch on your command, sir.

Riley: Just, shut up!

Fire!

Mr. Andersen: That's it. Go to your room! Now!

Foot is down. The foot is down! Woo!

Good job, gentlemen. That could've been a disaster.

Well, that was a disaster.

Come, fly with me, gatinha. (kitten)

8. Mind Map
[Joy and Sadness have made it across Goofball Island and must now walk across the thin

lightline. Below is the darkness of the Memory Dump.]

Sadness: We’re gonna walk out there? On that?

Joy: It’s the quickest way back.

Sadness: But it’s right over the Memory Dump. If we fall, we’ll be forgotten forever!
Joy: We have to do this. For Riley. Just follow my footsteps.

Sadness: Hohh... ok.

Joy: (stepping onto lightline) It's not that high. It’s totally fiii... Whoa...

[She loses her balance. Almost drops a memory over the side. Sadness steps out onto the

lightline. They inch along.]

LATER Dad knocks on Riley’s door, peeks in.

Mr. Andersen: Hey.

Riley’s in her sleeping bag. She doesn’t answer.

Mr. Andersen: So uh, things got a little out of hand downstairs. You want to talk about it? (still no

answer) Come on. Where’s my happy girl? Monkey. (he tries monkey noises)

He’s trying to start up Goofball.

Fear looks at the empty Core Memory Holder, then out the window: GOOFBALL ISLAND is dark
and silent.

Mr. Andersen:: Come on. (tries more monkey noises)

Riley looks at Dad, but TURNS AWAY.