Starring: Amy Poehler, Maya Hawke, Kensington Tallman, Liza Lapira, Tony Hale, Lewis Black, Phyllis Smith, Ayo Edebiri, Adèle Exarchopoulos, Diane Lane, Kyle MacLachlan, Paul Walter Hauser
OUR RATING: ★★★★☆
Story: Disney and Pixar’s animated adventure comedy sequel directed by Kelsey Mann and written by Meg LeFauve. Inside Out 2 (2024) returns to the mind of newly minted teenager Riley just as headquarters is undergoing a sudden demolition to make room for something entirely unexpected, new Emotions! Joy (Amy Poehler), Sadness (Phyllis Smith), Anger (Lewis Black), Fear (Tony Hale), and Disgust (Liza Lapira), who’ve long been running a successful operation by all accounts, aren’t sure how to feel when Anxiety (Maya Hawke) shows up. And it looks like she’s not alone.
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55 Funny & Emotional Inside Out 2 Quotes
Joy: Sadness is in the house!
Sadness: Yay.
Disgust: [as Riley meets Grace for the first time] That girl is a social Titanic. Do not get on that ship.
Joy: Turns out, when you put all of those beliefs together, they make the most wonderful thing of all. Her Sense of Self. It’s what helps Riley make good choices. Thirteen years of hard work, all wrapped up in what some might call our masterpiece.
Joy: This is for all those memories that belong in the Back of the Mind. Like this penalty one. It’s weighing on her, so let’s lighten the load. A one-way expressway to, “We’re not going to think about that right now.”
Joy: [referring to Riley’s memories] We keep the best and toss the rest.
Joy: Have I ever steered you wrong before?
Sadness: Yeah. Many times.
Riley: I’m too gross to go anywhere ever again!
Mom’s Anger: Well, we all knew this day would come.
Mom’s Joy: Remember, we agreed not to make a big deal about this.
Mom’s Disgust: But she really does stink.
Mom’s Anger: Oh, it’s bad.
Mom’s Joy: Remain calm. Stick to the prepared script.
Riley: Oh, my gosh. Mom! Just go away! Ugh!
Mom’s Anger: Well, that’s a preview of the next ten years.
Anxiety: Hello, everybody! Oh, my gosh. I am just such a huge fan of yours. And now, here I am meeting you, face to face. Okay. How can I help? I can take notes, get coffee, manage your calendar, walk your dog, carry your things, watch you sleep.
Anxiety: I’m Anxiety. I’m one of Riley’s new emotions. And we are just super jazzed to be here. Where can I put my stuff?
Disgust: Uh-uh. What do you mean “we”?
Joy: [to Embarrassment] You got a real sweaty palm there, buddy.
Anxiety: That’s Ennui.
Joy: An what?
Ennui: Ennui. It’s what you would call the boredom.
Joy: [referring to Sadness] I know new emotions can sometimes feel unhelpful at first, and you just want to say to them, “Why are you so annoying?” But I’ve learned that every emotion is good for Riley. Even this turkey.
Anxiety: Look, we all have a job to do. You make Riley happy. Sadness makes her sad. Fear protects her from the scary stuff she can see. And my job is to protect her from the scary stuff she can’t see. I plan for the future.
Anxiety: [referring to Riley’s future] She finally arrives at high school. She has no one. She eats alone, and only the teachers know her name.
Fear: Okay. You and I are going to be friends.
Nostalgia: Remember when we all finally came up to Headquarters?
Ennui: That was like thirty seconds ago, Nostalgia.
Nostalgia: Yeah. Those were the days.
Anxiety: Nostalgia, you aren’t supposed to be here yet. You still have about ten years, two graduations, and a best friend’s wedding before you’re invited. But I will keep you in the loop, I promise.
Anxiety: That decision’s not going to haunt us for the rest of our lives at all.
Anxiety: But that was just part one of my plan.
Joy: There’s a part two?
Anxiety: A good plan has many parts, Joy.
Anxiety: Riley’s life is more complex now. It requires more sophisticated emotions than all of you. You just aren’t what she needs anymore, Joy.
Anxiety: [as Joy and the other emotions are locked in a jar] It’s not forever. It’s just until Riley makes Varsity. Or until she turns eighteen. Or maybe forever. I don’t know. We’ll have to see. Bye!
Anxiety: Don’t worry, Riley. You’re in good hands. Now let’s change everything about you.
Envy: Quick question. How do we build a new Riley, which I’m loving, by the way, amazing concept, if it took them thirteen years to build the old one?
Fear: We are suppressed emotions!
Joy: Riley’s going to be fine. Totally fine.
Bloofy: Hey, there. You know what we call that? Denial. Can you say denial?
Lance Slashblade: I long to be a hero, but darkness haunts my past.
Anger: I get it.
Disgust: You listen to me, Lance Slashblade. No one is totally worthless.
Lance Slashblade: But I am a warrior cursed with a feeble attack.
Disgust: Then you must make your curse your gift.
Lance Slashblade: Oh, disgusted one, as you once believed in me, I will now believe in myself.
Lance Slashblade: Goodbye, friends. Hello, destiny!
Joy: Well, there’s a lid for every pot.
Fear: [to Joy] You want us to go all the way to the Back of the Mind? Are you out of your mind?
Disgust: Joy, this is a dead end.
Fear: Those are the worst kinds of ends!
Anger: So, we’re lost.
Joy: No. You’re never lost if you’re having fun.
Disgust: No one is having fun, Joy.
Joy: [as Sadness is sobbing] Oh, come on! Look at Sadness. She’s having a great time.
Ennui: [to Envy] You care too much about things.
Envy: We need a band they think is cool, not one we actually like.
Anxiety: Quick, recall everything we know about music.
Anxiety: If we don’t like their music, we have nothing to offer these girls. We’ll be outed as the imposter that we obviously are.
Ennui: Pardon. Excusez moi. I’ve been waiting my whole life for this very moment.
Fear: What is that?
Mind Worker: That’s a sar-chasm. It can open for miles! Run for your lives!
Disgust: Sar-chasm? Really?
Fear: Joy, if we can’t follow the stream, we don’t know where we’re going. And if we don’t know where we’re going, we can’t follow the stream! It is an endless loop of tragedy and consequence.
Envy: But how do we be ourself if our new self isn’t ready yet?
Fear: This whole trip is just a series of deader and deader ends.
Anger: Ever since that puberty alarm went off nothing around here works the way it’s supposed to!
Joy: Delusional. Of course I’m delusional! Do you know how hard it is to stay positive all the time, when all you folks do is complain, complain, complain? Jiminy mother-loving toaster strudel! Do you think I have all the answers? Of course I don’t! We can’t even find the back of our own mind.
Joy: Anxiety is right! Riley doesn’t need us as much as she needs them. And that hurts. It really hurts.
Anger: Joy, you’ve made a lot of mistakes. A lot. And you’ll make a whole lot more in the future. But if you let that stop you, we might as well lie down and give up now.
Fear: Well, actually, that does sound kind of nice.
Anxiety: Don’t you just hate it when you go to do something, and then you get there to do it, and you forget what you were going to do?
Joy: What if Riley does so well that the coach cries, and the Olympics call, and she rallies a weary nation to victory?
Disgust: Joy, reality is also a thing.
Sadness: This isn’t who Riley is.
Anxiety: It’s not about who Riley is. It’s about who she needs to be.
Disgust: [as they’re falling] Fear, you have a parachute?
Fear: Yes. The real question is, why don’t any of you?
Ennui: They wouldn’t know cool if it hit them in the face.
Joy: I don’t know how to stop Anxiety. Maybe we can’t. Maybe this is what happens when you grow up. You feel less joy.
Joy: You don’t get to choose who Riley is. Anxiety, you need to let her go.
Anxiety: I was just trying to protect her. But you’re right. We don’t get to choose who Riley is.
Riley: I’m selfish. I’m kind. I’m not good enough. I’m a good person. I need to fit in, but I want to be myself. I’m brave, but I get scared. Success is everything. I make mistakes. I’m nice. I’m mean. I’m a good friend. I’m a terrible friend. I am strong. I’m weak. I need help sometimes.
Sadness: Joy, Riley wants you.
Ennui: [referring to Riley] She can be bored, but never boring.
Joy: And sometimes, she can be too hard on herself. But every bit of Riley makes her who she is. And we love all of our girl. Every messy, beautiful piece of her.
Mom’s Anger: [mid-credits lines] She goes away for three days, and all we get is “good”?