Bing Bong: [Seeing a memory image of 11-year-old Riley] Whoa. Is this Riley?
[Joy looks at the image and nods]
Bing Bong: She's so big now. She won't fit in my rocket. How're we gonna get to the moon?"
Joy: Oh, it's that time in the twisty tree, remember? The hockey team showed up and Mom and Dad were there cheering. Look at her, having fun and laughing. It's my favorite.
Sadness: I love that one, too.
Joy: Atta girl! Now you're getting it!
Sadness: Yeah, it was the day the Prairie Dogs lost the big playoff game. Riley missed the winning shot. She felt awful. She wanted to quit. Sorry, I went sad again, didn't I?