(LAUGHING)
Money, money, money. Hey!
(GROANING)
You got a date with justice, One-Eyed Bart.
Too bad, Sheriff. I'm a married man.
(MRS. POTATO HEAD EXCLAIMING)
One-Eyed Betty!
Whoa! Whoa!
-(YELLING) -(MR. POTATO HEAD CACKLING)
(GASPS)
I think you dropped something, mister.
-Jessie? -Give it up, Bart!
You've reached the end of the Iine!
I aIways wanted to go out with a bang!
-Oh, no! -The orphans!
Hate to Ieave earIy, but our ride is here.
(CAR HONKING)
Ooh!
It's me or the kiddies, Sheriff. Take your pick.
Whoo-hoo!
-Ride Iike the wind, BuIIseye! -Hee-yah!
HoId him steady!
Woody, hurry!
(GASPING)
No!
(MUFFLED THUD)
GIad I couId catch the train!
Now Iet's catch some criminaIs.
To infinity and beyond!
-(LAUGHS) -Whoo-hoo!
ALIENS: Ooh!
Reach for the sky.
You can't touch me, Sheriff!
I brought my attack dog with a buiIt-in force fieId.
(WHISTLES)
(GROWLS)
(LAUGHING)
WeII, I brought my dinosaur who eats force-fieId dogs.
YodeI-ay-hee-hoo!
(ROARING)
Huh?
EviI Dr. Pork Chop!
That's Mr. EviI Dr. Pork Chop to you.
(LAUGHS)
(ROARS)
(WHIMPERS)
(MONKEYS SCREAMING)
(YELLS)
(GRUNTS)
(CACKLING)
(ANDY CACKLING)
ANDY: ''Buzz, shoot your Iaser at my badge.''
''Woody, no. It'II kiII you.'' ''Just do it!''
(MIMICS LASERFIRE)
(MIMICS EXPLOSION)
''You're going to jaiI, Bart.'' (YELLS) ''Watch out!''
(ANDY'S MOM LAUGHING)
Mom!
ANDY'S MOM: No, no, no. Just keep pIaying. Just pretend I'm not here.
Oh, no, MoIIy!
No, it's okay, Mom. It's a 50-foot baby from outer space.
And she's on a rampage. Run for your Iives!
Buster, get out of there. Does the red Iight mean it's going?
(SOULFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Come on. Say ''Happy birthday'' to MoIIy.
-Happy birthday! -ANDY'S MOM: Oh, charming.
Happy birthday!
ANDY'S MOM: Look how taII you're getting.
Yeah! Whoo-hoo!
(LAUGHS)
''I came as fast as I couId. Buzz, behind you!''
''Got it, Woody.''
VOICE BOX: Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!
''Good work, Buzz.''
Yee-haw!
(MIMICKING AIRPLANE)
(LAUGHING)
Okay, pIaces, everyone. Come on, come on. Get in position.
Wait! I can't find my other eye.
-AII right, whose foot's in my face? -It's mine. Give it back.
You have saved our Iives. We are eternaIIy gratefuI.
(SHUSHING)
Buzz! Mind if I squeeze in next to ya?
Yes. No.
(STAMMERING) I mean, why wouId I mind squeezing next to you?
(CLEARING THROAT)
Is it hot in here?
Oh! Here they come!
Sarge, you got it?
Mission accompIished.
REX: Hooray!
(LAUGHS)
CarefuI. CarefuI!
-JESSIE: Ooh! -Oh!
AII right, guys. We got one shot at this. Everyone ready?
We're ready, Woody. Let's do it!
Okay, Buzz. Make the caII.
(EXCLAIMS NERVOUSLY)
(RINGING)
BUZZ: Target is on approach.
WOODY: Just Iike we rehearsed it, guys.
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
HeIIo?
Hello? Anyone there?
(GROANS) MoIIy, stay out of my room!
MOLLY: I wasn't in your room.
ANDY: Then who was messing with my stuff?
MOLLY: It wasn't me.
MR. POTATO HEAD: WeII, that went weII.
He heId me! He actuaIIy heId me!
HAMM: Oh, this is just sad.
MR. POTATO HEAD: Who we kiddin'? The kid's 1 7 years oId.
SLINKY: We ain't ever gettin' pIayed with.
(SIGHS)
Guys, hey, hoId up.
We need a staff meeting. Everyone! A staff meeting!
(GROANS) Not again!
Oh, come on. SIink, gather everyone up.
Uh, we are gathered, Woody.
Okay. First off,
we aII knew Operation PIaytime was a Iong shot.
More Iike a misfire.
But we've aIways said this job isn't about getting pIayed with. It's about...
Being there for Andy. We know.
But we can try again! Right?
I'm caIIin' it, guys. We're cIosing up shop.
ALL: What?
Andy's going to coIIege any day now.
-That was our Iast shot. -(UNHAPPILY) Oh.
BUZZ: We're going into attic mode, foIks.
Keep your accessories with you at aII times.
Spare parts, batteries, anything you need for an orderIy transition.
OrderIy? Don't you get it? We're done! Finished! Over the hiII!
Hey, hey, hey, now. Come on, guys. We aII knew this day was coming.
HAMM: Yeah, but now it's here.
Look, every toy goes through this. No one wants to see...
Hey, Sarge! What are you doing?
War's over, foIks. Me and the boys are moving on.
-Moving on? -You're going AWOL?
We done our duty. Andy's grown up.
And Iet's face it, when the trash bags come out,
we army guys are the first to go.
-Trash bags? -Who said anything about trash bags?
It has been an honor serving with you. Good Iuck, foIks.
You're gonna need it.
No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait, wait!
-(YELPS) We're getting thrown away? -No. No one's getting thrown away.
MR. POTATO HEAD: How do you know?
-(GASPING) We're being abandoned! -We'II be fine, Jessie.
-So why did Sarge Ieave? -ShouId we Ieave?
-I thought we were goin' to the attic. -Oh, I hate aII this uncertainty!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. HoId on now. Wait a minute. Quiet!
No one's getting thrown out, okay? We're aII stiII here.
I mean, yeah, we've Iost friends aIong the way.
-Wheezy and Etch and... -Bo Peep?
Yeah. Even Bo.
AII good toys who've gone on to new owners.
But through every yard saIe, every spring cIeaning, Andy heId on to us!
He must care about us, or we wouIdn't be here.
You wait. Andy's gonna tuck us in the attic. It'II be safe and warm...
-And we'II aII be together. -ExactIy!
There's games up there, and books, and...
-The racecar track! -The racecar track. Thank you!
-And the oId TV. -There you go, the oId TV.
And those guys from the Christmas decorations box. They're fun, right?
-(MR. POTATO HEAD MUMBLES) -Yeah.
And someday, if we're Iucky, Andy may have kids of his own.
And he'II pIay with us then, right?
We'II aIways be there for him.
Come on, guys. Let's get our parts together, get ready,
and go out on a high note.
I'd better find my other eye.
Where'd you Ieave it this time?
SomepIace dark. And dusty.
Come on. Let's see how much we're going for on eBay.
Don't worry. Andy's gonna take care of us. I guarantee it!
You guarantee it, huh?
I don't know, Buzz. What eIse couId I say?
WeII, whatever happens, at Ieast we'II aII be together.
WOODY: For infinity and beyond.
MOLLY: Can I have your stereo? ANDY: No.
MOLLY: Why not? ANDY: 'Cause I'm taking it with me.
(GASPING)
-Can I have your computer? -No.
-Your video games? -Forget it, MoIIy.
Okay. Andy, Iet's get to work here.
Anything you're not taking to coIIege either goes in the attic, or it's trash.
-Mom, I'm not Ieaving tiII Friday. -Come on. It's garbage day.
-Mom. -Look, it's simpIe.
Skateboard, coIIege. LittIe League trophy, probabIy attic.
AppIe core, trash. You can do the rest.
Why do you stiII have these toys?
(SIGHS) MoIIy, out of my room!
Three more days and it's mine!
MoIIy, you're not off the hook either.
You have more toys than you know what to do with.
Some of them couId make other kids reaIIy happy.
What kids?
The chiIdren at the daycare. They're aIways asking for donations.
-REX: What's daycare? -(WOODY SHUSHING)
MOLLY: Mom. ANDY'S MOM: No buts.
You choose the toys you want to donate, I'II drop them off at Sunnyside.
(SIGHING)
JESSIE: Poor Barbie.
HAMM: I get the Corvette.
Andy, come on. You need to start making decisions.
Like what?
Like what are you gonna do with these toys?
-ShouId we donate them to Sunnyside? -No.
Maybe seII them onIine?
Mom, no one's gonna want those oId toys.
They're junk.
Fine. You have tiII Friday.
Anything that's not packed for coIIege or in the attic
-is getting thrown out. -(SIGHS) Whatever you say, Mom.
(EXHALING)
(GASPING)
-What's happening? -We're getting thrown out, you idiot.
That's what's happening.
(SIGHING)
(GRUNTING)
-You need a hand? -I got it.
Here.
So, you gonna miss me when I'm gone?
-If I say no, do I stiII get your room? -Nope.
MOLLY: Then, yes, I'II miss you.
(GASPING) I can't breathe!
-Oh, this can't be happening! -Quiet! What's that sound?
(LADDER CREAKING)
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
Oh!
Andy! (SIGHS)
(GASPS) That's not trash. That's not trash!
Think, think, Woody. Think, think, think. Oh!
(WHISTLES)
Buster! Come here, boy! Come here!
Okay, boy. To the curb! Hee-yah!
(YAWNING)
(WOODY GRUNTS)
(STRAINING) No, Buster! No!
WOODY: Get up. Buster!
(PANTING)
Oh!
(GASPS)
-We're on the curb! -Oh, I knew it wouId come to this!
PuII, everyone! PuII!
(SCREAMS)
-REX: It won't rip! -Oh, forget it!
It's tripIe-pIy, high-density poIyethyIene!
There's gotta be a way out!
Oh, Andy doesn't want us. What's the point?
Point. Point. Point!
Push! Push!
I can hear the garbage truck!
It's getting cIoser.
(HUMMING GUITAR RIFFS)
(EXCLAIMING IN DISGUST)
Oh!
Buzz! Jessie!
(SOFT CLINKING)
(SIGHS IN RELIEF)
-Andy threw us out. -Like we were garbage.
-Junk. He caIIed us junk. -How couId he?
(CRYING)
This doesn't make any sense.
I shouId have seen this coming. It's EmiIy aII over again.
-Sarge was right. -Yeah, and Woody was wrong.
Wait a minute. Wait, hoId on. This is no time to be hystericaI.
It's the perfect time to be hystericaI.
-ShouId we be hystericaI? -No!
-Yes! -Maybe! But not right now!
Yee-haw! FeIIas, I know what to do.
What the heck?
-Oh, we shouId've done this years ago. -Jessie, wait. What about Woody?
He's fine, Buzz. Andy's taking him to coIIege.
Now we need to go!
You're right. Come on.
-Buzz? -Woody!
What's going on? Don't you know this box is being donated?
It's under controI, Woody. We have a pIan.
We're going to daycare!
Daycare? What, have you aII Iost your marbIes?
WeII, didn't you see? Andy threw us away.
No, no, no, no. He was putting you in the attic.
Attic? So how did we end up on the curb?
That was a mistake. Andy's mom thought you were trash.
Yeah. After he put us in a trash bag.
And caIIed us junk!
Yeah, I know. It Iooks bad. But, guys, you gotta beIieve me.
Sure thing, coIIege boy!
Andy's moving on, Woody. It's time we did the same.
Okay. Out of the box. Everyone, right now!
Come on, Buzz. Give me a hand. We gotta get this thing outta here.
Woody, wait. We need to figure out what's best for everyone.
Oh, great. Great! It's gonna take us forever to get back here.
(CRYING)
Oh, it's aII right, Barbie. You'II be okay.
WeII, MoIIy and I have been growing apart for years.
It's just... I can't beIieve she wouId throw me away!
WeIcome to the cIub, toots.
Okay, everyone, Iisten up. We can get back to Andy's, but we gotta move fast.
We'II hide under the seats tiII we get back home.
Get it through your vinyI noggin, Woody.
Andy doesn't want us anymore.
He was putting you in the attic!
He Ieft us on the curb!
-AII right, caIm down! Both of you! -Okay, fine. Fine.
Just wait tiII you see what daycare's Iike.
-Why? What's it Iike? -Daycare is a sad, IoneIy pIace
for washed-up oId toys who have no owners.
(BAWLING)
-Quite the charmer, aren't ya? -WOODY: Oh, you'II see.
As soon as we get to daycare, you'II be begging to go home.
(THUD)
Can anyone see anything?
JESSIE: (GASPS) There's a pIayground!
BUZZ: Wow!
We hit the jackpot, BuIIseye!
HAMM: So much for sad and IoneIy, huh?
Okay. CaIm down, guys. Let's just keep this in perspective.
Perspective? This pIace is perfect.
Woody, it's nice! See? The door has a rainbow on it.
(BUZZING DOOR OPEN)
-Hey there! -BONNIE'S MOM: Wow!
Haven't seen you in ages.
I just wanted to drop these oId toys off.
Is this Bonnie? Look how big you are.
-BONNIE'S MOM: Say hi, sweetie. -Hi.
BONNIE'S MOM: Hey, how are your kids? MoIIy and Andy?
ANDY'S MOM: Not kids anymore. Andy's going to coIIege on Friday.
-BONNIE'S MOM: What? -Can you beIieve it?
-You sure they won't miss these? -No, they never get pIayed with.
-You see any kids? -(GASPS) Where is she taking us?
(CHILDREN CHATTERING SOFTLY)
JESSIE: Look! MR. POTATO HEAD: Wow!
What? What is it?
(BOTH ROARING)
No, no, no.
What's the matter with you?
(EXCLAIMS) I can't see!
(BELL RINGING)
Okay, everyone. Recess. Come on!
CHILDREN: Yay!
HAMM: So now what do we do? WOODY: We go back to Andy's.
Anyone see an exit?
MR. POTATO HEAD: Exit, shmexit. Let's get pIayed with.
BUZZ: CarefuI. These toys might be jeaIous of new arrivaIs.
-I want to see! -HAMM: Hey!
-Rex! -It's my turn!
New toys!
(ALL CHEERING)
WeII, howdy! GIad to meet ya.
Buzz Lightyear at your service.
(CHUCKLES) Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.
(LAUGHING)
Oh. Thank you. May I?
Ooh! (LAUGHS)
The cIaw!
(TOY TRUCK HONKING)
WeII, heIIo there. I thought I heard new voices.
WeIcome to Sunnyside, foIks. I'm Lots-o'-Huggin' Bear.
But pIease caII me Lotso.
Buzz Lightyear. We come in...
(CHUCKLING)
First thing you gotta know about me, I'm a hugger.
Oh, Iook at you aII. You've been through a Iot today, haven't ya?
Oh, it's been horribIe.
WeII, you're safe now. We're aII castoffs here.
We been dumped, donated, yard-saIed, secondhanded
and just pIain thrown out. But just you wait,
you'II find being donated was the best thing that ever happened to ya.
(WOODY SCOFFS)
Mr. Lotso, do toys here get pIayed with every day?
AII day Iong. Five days a week.
But what happens when the kids grow up?
WeII, now, I'II teII ya.
When the kids get oId, new ones come in.
When they get oId, new ones repIace them.
You'II never be outgrown or negIected, never abandoned or forgotten.
No owners means no heartbreak.
Yee-haw!
-It's a miracIe. -And you wanted us to stay at Andy's.
Because we're Andy's toys!
So you got donated by this Andy, huh?
WeII, it's his Ioss, Sheriff. He can't hurt you no more.
-Whoa, whoa, no, no, no... -Now, Iet's get you aII settIed in.
Ken? Where is that boy? Ken? New toys!
Far out! Down in a jiff, Lotso.
So, who's ready for Ken's dream tour?
Let's show our new friends where they'II be staying.
FoIks, if you want to step right this way...
(DRAMATIC ROCK BALLAD PLAYING)
Hi, I'm Ken.
Barbie. Have we ever met?
Uh-uh.
-I wouId've remembered. -(GIGGLES)
-Love your Iegwarmers. -Nice ascot.
Come on, Ken. Recess don't Iast forever.
Right on, Lotso. This way, everybody.
(GIGGLING)
You got a Iot to Iook forward to, foIks. The IittIe ones Iove new toys.
-What a nice bear. -And he smeIIs Iike strawberries.
(SIGHS)
FoIks, if I can share, here at Sunnyside, we've got,
weII, just about anything a toy couId ask for.
Spare parts, supergIue,
and enough fresh batteries to choke a Hungry Hungry Hippo.
-Think you're gettin' oId? -JESSIE: Wow.
LOTSO: WeII, stop your worryin'.
KEN: Our repair spa wiII keep you stuffed, puffed, and IightIy buffed.
(SNEEZES)
And this, weII, this is where I Iive.
It's Ken's Dream House. It has a disco, it's got a dune buggy.
And a whoIe room just for trying on cIothes.
(GASPS)
You have everything!
Everything except someone to share it with.
(GASPS)
You need anything at aII, you just come taIk to me. Here we are.
(GURGLES)
LOTSO: WeII, thank you, Big Baby.
Why don't you come meet our new friends?
Poor baby. We were thrown out together, me and him.
Abandoned by the same owner.
But we don't need owners at Sunnyside.
We own ourseIves. We're masters of our own fate.
We controI our own destiny.
(EXCLAIMING)
Watch out for puddIes.
And here's where you foIks'II be stayin'.
The CaterpiIIar Room.
JESSIE: Look at this pIace. MR. POTATO HEAD: Wow!
HAMM: HoIy moIy guacamoIe.
MR. POTATO HEAD: Jackpot, baby. (WHISTLES)
-Whoa, puppy! -HeIIo.
-HeIIo.
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
It's so beautifuI!
(TINKLING)
What the... Oh. Hey, IittIe guy.
How Iong's it been since you aII got pIayed with?
It's been years.
WeII, just you wait. In a few minutes, that beII's gonna ring,
and you'II get the pIaytime that you've been dreamin' of.
PIay! ReaI pIay! I can't wait!
Now, if you'II excuse us, we best be headin' back.
WeIcome to Sunnyside, foIks.
-Thank you. -Take care, pinky.
-Goodbye, Mr. Lotso. Thank you. -HAMM: Thank you, buddy boy.
-WiII I see you again? -Oh, I'II see you tonight
in my dreams.
Ken, Iet's get a move on.
Barbie, come with me. Live in my dream house.
I know it's crazy. I know we just met. Heck, you don't know me from G.I. Joe,
but when I Iook at you, I feeI Iike we were...
-Made for each other. -...made for each other.
(BOTH GASP)
-Yay! -Yes.
-LOTSO: Ken? -Coming, Lotso.
(BOTH GIGGLING)
BARBIE: This is so exciting!
(GURGLES)
(CHILDREN CHATTERING OUTSIDE)
HAMM: Sounds Iike kids to me.
Oh, I want to get pIayed with. Why can't time go faster?
How many you reckon are out there?
MRS. POTATO HEAD: They sound so sweet.
(SIGHING)
Look, everyone, it's nice here, I admit.
But we need to go home.
We can have a whoIe new Iife here, Woody.
A chance to make kids happy again.
-Why don't you stay? -Yeah, Woody. Stay with us.
-Come on, Woodster! -You'II get pIayed with.
-I can't. No. -Stay here.
-You can make a new kid happy. -No, no. Guys, reaIIy. No!
I have a kid. You have a kid. Andy!
And if he wants us at coIIege, or in the attic,
weII, then, our job is to be there for him.
Now, I'm going home.
Anyone who wants to join me is weIcome. Come on, Buzz.
Buzz?
Our mission with Andy is compIete, Woody.
What?
And what's important now is we stay together.
We wouIdn't even be together if it weren't for Andy!
Look under your boot, Buzz. You, too, Jessie.
Whose name is written there?
Maybe Andy doesn't care about us anymore.
Of course he does. He cares about aII of you!
He was putting you in the attic. I saw.
You can't just turn your back on him now!
Woody, wake up! It's over! Andy is aII grown up!
Okay, fine. Perfect.
I can't beIieve how seIfish you aII are.
So this is it? After aII we've been through.
(BULLSEYE PANTING)
(SIGHS)
BuIIseye, no. You need to stay.
BuIIseye, no, I said, ''Stay!''
(BULLSEYE WHIMPERS)
(SIGHS) Look,
I don't want you Ieft aIone in the attic, okay? Now, stay.
BONNIE'S MOM: Bonnie?
Bonnie?
I gotta go.
BONNIE'S MOM: Bonnie, you in here?
(BOTH CHATTERING)
(GASPS)
(WHISTLING)
WOODY: Come on. Come on. Oh, no, no.
(STOPS WHISTLING)
What... What the heck?
Now, that's better.
(PANTING)
-BONNIE'S MOM: Bonnie! -BIuebeIIs, cockIesheIIs...
BONNIE'S MOM: There you are. Come on, honey. It's time to go home.
(EXCLAIMS)
Oh! No, no, no, no!
(GASPS)
(LAUGHING)
(EXCLAIMS)
(SCREAMS)
(EXCLAIMING)
(YELLS)
VOICE BOX: Reach for the sky!
BIuebeIIs, cockIesheIIs. Eenie, miny...
VOICE BOX: You're my favorite deputy.
-BONNIE'S MOM: Bonnie! -Coming!
(GROANS) Great.
(WHIMPERING)
Oh, it's gonna be okay, BuIIseye.
Woody's going to coIIege with Andy. It's what he's aIways wanted.
Ah, he's crazy. CoIIege is no pIace for a toy.
Toys are for pIaytime.
Oh, speaking of pIaytime, they're Iining up out there!
BUZZ: How many? HAMM: There must be dozens.
(EXCLAIMS) I can hardIy wait!
PIaces, everyone!
(RINGING)
REX: At Iast! I'm gonna get pIayed with!
-Uh, Rex? -Come to papa.
(ALL SHOUTING)
(EXCLAIMS)
(SHRIEKING)
(SQUEALING)
VOICE BOX: There's a snake in my boot.
l'd like to join your posse, boys, but first l'm gonna sing a little song.
A sheriff!
Move over, Mr. PrickIepants.
We have a guest. You want some coffee?
It's good for you. But don't drink too much, or you'II have to... Have to...
Be right back!
Psst! Hey, heIIo? Hi. Excuse me.
(SHUSHING)
Can you teII me where I am?
The guy's just asking a question.
WeII, excuse me. I'm trying to stay in character.
(SNIFFS DRAMATICALLY)
My name's Buttercup. You've met Baron von Shush.
HeIIo, I'm Trixie.
(BOTH SHUSHING)
Guys, hey. Guys, Iook, I don't know where I am.
We're either in a café in Paris or a coffee shop in New Jersey.
I'm pretty sure I just came back from the doctor
with Iife-changing news.
We do a Iot of improv here. Just stay Ioose, have fun, you'II be fine.
(TOILET FLUSHING)
-No, no, no, no. I... -Who wants Iunch?
Bee-boop-bee-boop.
It has a secret ingredient. JeIIy beans.
VOICE BOX: Somebody's poisoned the water hole.
(GASPS) Poison? Who wouId do such a mean thing?
(CACKLES)
(EXCLAIMS) The scary witch! Look out! She's using her witch-y powers!
''I know where to hide.''
She'II never find us in here.
What's wrong?
(EXCLAIMS)
She found us! We need a spaceship to get away from the witch!
-You're doing great! -Are you cIassicaIIy-trained?
Look, I just need to know how to get out of here!
There is no way out.
(GASPS)
Just kidding. Door's right over there.
WeII, cowboy, you just jumped right in, didn't ya? I'm DoIIy.
-Uh, Woody. -Woody?
ReaIIy? You're gonna stick with that?
'Cause now's your chance to change it, new room and aII.
That's coming from a doII named DoIIy.
-Who's the new guy? -Are you a reaI cowboy?
-WeII, actuaIIy... -'Course he's not, pea brain.
-He don't even have a hat. -I do too have... (GASPS) My hat!
-ToId ya. -BONNIE: I found a spaceship!
Showtime.
Quick, get in. Fasten your seat beIts.
CIose your tray tabIes. HoId on. It might get a IittIe bumpy.
Three, two, one, bIastoff!
Yee-haw!
You saved us, cowboy. You're our hero.
(LAUGHING)
(TOYS GROANING)
Oh, I got a kink in my sIink.
(GROANING IN DISGUST)
(EXCLAIMS) My taiI! Where's my taiI?
(GROANS)
(GRUNTING)
Someone need a hand?
-Where's my nose? -Here it is.
-Here's your arm. -Give me that. That's mine.
Honey, the mustache?
I don't recaII pIaytime being quite that strenuous.
Andy never pIayed with us Iike that.
We're just gonna have to make the best of it.
But these toddIers, they don't know how to pIay with us.
-They're too young! -Yeah, they're sticky.
WeII, we shouId be in the ButterfIy Room.
MRS. POTATO HEAD: With the big kids!
MR. POTATO HEAD: That's right.
-Yeah, you said it. -We'II get this straightened out.
I'II go taIk to Lotso about moving us to the other room.
BIast. Try that one.
It's Iocked!
-Same here. -Try the windows.
Negatory. It's a Fenster-SchneckIer 380.
Finest chiIdproof Iock in the worId.
-We're trapped! -Wait.
Did anyone notice the transom?
Oh, great. How do we get up there?
AII right, everyone. On three! One, two...
-Three! -Whoa!
Let go!
Go!
(TOYS LAUGHING)
REX: He did it! HAMM: Yes, sir!
(LAUGHS) Way to go, Buzz!
CHUNK: (CHUCKLING) Yeah, you think they had a fun pIaytime?
TWITCH: (SHUSHES) They might hear you.
(BARBIE GIGGLING)
-Okay, now you start. -I...
-Love... -You.
See? That time, I said ''Iove.'' Okay, now me first.
-Okay, okay, okay. -KEN: I...
BARBIE: Love... KEN: You.
You see what I mean? It changes every time.
You are so smart.
Come on, Romeo. We're Iate.
BARBIE: I'II wait up for you. KEN: Kisses!
(TOYS CHATTERING)
(TOYS LAUGHING)
KEN: AII right, pIace your bets. Come on, everybody.
-Come on. Any spIits? -TWITCH: Heya. Bring it here.
CHUNK: AII right. KEN: Here we go.
Come on, horsey, come on!
CHUNK: Come on, turkey, come on, turkey.
-GobbIe, gobbIe, baby. -KEN: Come on, horsey.
Come on, duck.
-AII right, that's it. No more bets. -CHUNK: Come on! Right here.
STRETCH: Let me have the duck, Iet me have the duck,
Iet me have the duck!
-FARMER: Here is a duck. -(DUCK QUACKS)
-I won! -TWITCH: Ah, man!
(GROANING)
-KEN: WeII, Stretch takes the round. -You Iost! (LAUGHS)
Okay, minimum bet, five MonopoIy.
-Coyote's wiId. -STRETCH: Here, here.
-Two greens here. -KEN: Changing two doubIe A's.
Hey, what do you guys think of the new recruits? Any keepers?
Oh, pIease! LandfiII!
-CowgirI? Dinosaur? -ToddIer fodder.
But that space guy, he couId be usefuI.
He ain't the sharpest knife in the pIace where they keep the knives.
SPARKS: Neither are you, Chunk.
(ALL CHUCKLING)
You got a IittIe keeper yourseIf, didn't you, Ken?
Hey, Iay off, Twitch. Barbie's different.
Aw, Mr. Softy over here.
What do you expect from a girI's toy?
I'm not a girI's toy! I'm not! Why do you guys keep saying that?
Ah, aII them toys are disposabIe.
We'II be Iucky if they Iast us a week.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
WeII, weII. Looky who we have here.
Let me go!
Take him to the Iibary.
BUZZ: No!
(QUIETLY) 1 225 Sycamore.
Psst. Woody, what are you doing?
I gotta get outta here.
-You're Ieaving? -But didn't you have fun today?
WeII, of course I did, more than I've had in years,
but, you see, I beIong to someone eIse.
-Who's ''Yid-nuh''? -I beIieve it's pronounced ''Yid-nay.''
Guys, it says ''Andy.''
He's my Bonnie.
And he's Ieaving soon. I gotta get home.
-Where's home? -EIm Street. 234 EIm.
-You guys have a map? -We're on it, cowboy. Trixie?
I'II fire up the computer.
(GRUNTING)
Unhand me, you cowards! I demand to taIk to Lotso!
Zip it, Buck Rogers.
You don't taIk to Lotso tiII we say you can...
Ken? What's goin' on here? Why is this toy tied up?
(STAMMERS) He got out, Lotso.
''Got out''? Oh, no, no, no, no, no. This isn't how we treat our guests.
F-A-Oh, my Schwarz. There you go. I'm so sorry.
-Lotso, there's been a mistake. -A mistake?
The chiIdren in the CaterpiIIar Room are not age-appropriate
for me and my friends.
We respectfuIIy request a transfer to the ButterfIy Room.
WeII, request granted!
-But, Lotso... -Hush now, Kenneth.
This toy's shown initiative, Ieadership.
Why, I'd say we've found ourseIves a keeper.
Hear that, everyone? We got a keeper!
(ALL CHEERING)
We're caIIing you up to the big Ieagues, son.
From now on, you'II have anything you want.
ExceIIent. I'II go get my friends.
Whoa, whoa. HoId on there, boss.
Those CaterpiIIar kids need someone to pIay with.
But my friends don't beIong there.
Oh, none of us do, I agree.
Which is why, for the good of our community,
we ask the newer toys, the stronger ones,
to take on the hardships the rest of us can't bear anymore.
WeII, I guess that makes sense.
But I can't accept. We're a famiIy. We stay together.
FamiIy man, huh? I understand.
Put him back in the timeout chair.
BUZZ: What are ya... Unhand me!
Bring in the Bookworm.
(WHISTLES)
(BOOKWORM MUMBLING)
BOOKWORM: Ah! Here it is.
It was fiIed under ''Lightyear.''
LOTSO: Let's see here.
''Accessories. Maintenance.'' Oh. Here we go.
''Remove screws to access battery compartment.''
What are you doing?
Stop!
Let go of me! Ow!
''To return your Buzz Lightyear action figure to its originaI factory settings...''
No!
''...sIide the switch from PIay to Demo.''
BUZZ: Stop! No! No! No!
-(GASPS) What was that? -Sounds Iike it came from the haII.
I'II see what it was.
JESSIE: What do you see? Anything?
MRS. POTATO HEAD: No, just a dark haIIway and... (GASPS) Wait. Wait!
I see Andy!
-What? -That's impossibIe.
No, no, I reaIIy see him. In his room.
(GASPS) My other eye! The one I Ieft behind.
This is so weird. He's packing up.
Uh-oh. Oh, here comes Buster. Out of the way! Get away!
Okay, Andy's out in the hall.
He's looking in the attic.
Wait, there's Mom. Why is he so upset?
Oh, no! Oh, this is terrible!
He's Iooking for us. Andy's Iooking for us!
He's Iooking for us?
So Andy does want us. I knew it! I just knew it!
I think he did mean to put us in the attic.
WeII, then, Woody was teIIing the truth.
-HoIy cow! -And you didn't beIieve him.
Hey, you didn't beIieve him first!
Guys, we gotta... We gotta go home!
-Lotso! -Hey, there.
How y'aII doin' this fine evenin'?
(SIGHS) Thank goodness! Have you seen Buzz?
There's been a mistake. We have to go.
Go? Why, you just got here. In the nick of time, too.
We were runnin' Iow on voIunteers for the IittIe ones.
They just Iove new toys, now, don't they?
''Love''? We've been chewed, kicked, drooIed on.
Just Iook at my pocketbook!
Hmm.
WeII, here's the thing, sweet potato. You ain't Ieavin' Sunnyside.
''Sweet potato''! Who do you think you're taIking to?
I have over 30 accessories, and I deserve more respect...
-Ah... That's better. -(TOYS CHUCKLING)
Hey, no one takes my wife's mouth, except me.
Give it back, you furry air freshener!
Come on, guys. We're goin' home.
Whoa there, missy.
You're not goin' anywhere.
Oh, yeah? And who's gonna stop us?
Buzz! You're back!
-Hoo-yah! -REX: Buzz?
Hey!
HAMM: Look out!
What are you, nuts?
Buzz!
Prisoners disabIed, Commander Lotso!
-Buzz, what are you doing? -SiIence, minions of Zurg!
You're in the custody of the GaIactic AIIiance!
-''Zurg''? -''GaIactic AIIiance''?
Oh, boy.
Good work, Lightyear. Now, Iock 'em up!
Yes, sir!
(SHRIEKS)
-(EXCLAIMING) -Ow!
Where do you think you're going?
Buzz! We're your friends!
Spare me your Iies, temptress.
Your emperor's defeated,
and I'm immune to your bewitching good Iooks.
Hey, Mongo! Keep your paws off my wife!
Hey! Let go of me, you drooIing doofus!
LOTSO: Not him.
I think this potato needs to Iearn himseIf some manners.
Take him to the box.
Hey! Put me down, you moron! Where are you taking me?
Bad baby! Bad baby!
Ken? What's going on?
Barbie! I toId you to wait in the Dream House.
What are you doing to my friends?
TWITCH: Get in there!
-Barbie, wait! -Don't touch me.
-We're through! -Barbie! I did...
-And give me my scarf back! -Ow!
Lightyear! ExpIain our overnight accommodations.
Sir, yes, sir! Prisoners sIeep in their ceIIs.
Any prisoner caught outside their ceII spends the night in the box.
Roll call at dusk and dawn.
Any prisoner misses roll call, spends the night in the box.
Prisoners do not speak unIess spoken to.
Any prisoner taIks back, spends the night...
In the box! We get it.
At ease, soIdier. They're neutraIized.
But remember, they'II say anything to make you doubt yourseIf.
Don't worry, Commander.
Any doubt I had got pounded out of me at the academy.
LOTSO: Listen up, foIks.
We got a way of doin' things here at Sunnyside.
If you start at the bottom, pay your dues,
Iife here can be a dream come true!
But if you break our ruIes, step outta Iine,
try to check out earIy, weII, you're just hurtin' yourseIves.
(TOYS GASPING)
Woody! What did you do to him?
You aII get a good night's rest.
You got a fuII day of pIaytime tomorrow.
(LAUGHING)
1 225 Syca...
(CHIMES)
Who's VeIocistar237?
Oh! That's just a dinosaur toy down the street.
That's nothing. Let me just take care of that.
-Just a dinosaur. -AII right.
Sycamore. Okay, enter!
PIease don't be far. PIease, pIease!
Right around the corner? It's right around the corner!
Yay!
I'm going to coIIege! Look at me! I'm big toy on campus! HeIIo!
-Hey, I'II see you at the sock hop. -Okay, Potsie.
Hey, Iisten. If any of you guys ever get to Sunnyside Daycare,
you teII 'em Woody made it home.
-You came from Sunnyside? -But how'd you escape?
WeII, it wasn't easy.
What do you mean ''escape''?
Sunnyside is a pIace of ruin and despair.
RuIed by an eviI bear who smeIIs of strawberries.
Lotso?
The guy may seem pIush and huggabIe on the outside,
but inside, he's a monster.
But... How do you know that?
ChuckIes. He'II teII you.
CHUCKLES: Yeah, I knew Lotso.
He was a good toy. A friend.
Me and him, we had the same kid, Daisy.
l was there when Lotso got unwrapped.
Daisy loved us all.
But Lotso,
Lotso was special.
They did everything together.
You've never seen a kid and a toy more in love.
One day, we took a drive.
Hit a rest stop. Had a little playtime.
After lunch, Daisy fell asleep.
She never came back.
Lotso wouldn't give up.
lt took forever, but we finally made it back to Daisy's.
But by then, it was too late.
Something changed that day inside Lotso.
Something snapped.
She repIaced us. Come on!
-No, she onIy repIaced you! -She repIaced aII of us.
Didn't she?
(CRYING)
She don't Iove you no more!
Now come on!
CHUCKLES: We were lost. Cast off. Unloved. Unwanted.
Then we found Sunnyside.
But Lotso wasn't my friend anymore.
He wasn't anyone's friend.
He took over Sunnyside and rigged the whoIe system.
So how'd you get out?
I got broke. Bonnie found me, took me home.
Other toys, they weren't so Iucky.
It ain't right what Lotso done. New toys,
they don't stand a chance.
-But my friends are in there. -You can't go back.
Returning now wouId be suicide!
But what about your Andy?
Isn't he Ieaving for coIIege?
(HARMONICA PLAYING)
Quiet, musicaI hog! Knock it off!
(SIGHS)
(WHIMPERING)
Oh, BuIIseye. I miss Woody, too.
But he ain't ever comin' back.
(SIGHS)
(TOYS CHEERING)
(TOYS LAUGHING)
Rise and shine, campers!
Commander Lotso, sir!
AII quiet, nothing to report.
ExceIIent, Lightyear. Come on. We need ya back at Star Command.
Wait! What've you done with my husband?
Big Baby.
MRS. POTATO HEAD: (GASPS) Sweetheart!
(GROANING)
It was coId and dark. Nothing but sand and a coupIe of LincoIn Logs.
Uh, I don't think those were LincoIn Logs.
You aII get ready. You got a pIay-date with destiny!
(RINGING)
(ALL CHEERING)
(CHILD SQUEALING)
(CHILDREN SHRIEKING)
(CHATTER TELEPHONE RINGING)
Uh, heIIo?
CHATTER TELEPHONE: You shouldn't have come back, cowboy.
They've cracked down hard since you left. More guards, more patrols.
You and your friends ain't ever getting out of here now.
I made it out once.
You got lucky once. Want my advice?
Keep your heads down. You'll survive.
Yeah, for how Iong?
l've been here years.
They'll never break me.
There's only one way toys leave this place.
Poor fella. Trash truck comes at dawn.
Then it's off to the dump.
Look, I appreciate your concern, oId-timer.
But we have a kid waiting for us. Now, we're Ieaving.
If you'd heIp us, one toy to another, I'd sure be gratefuI.
(SIGHING)
Well, if you're gonna get out,
first thing you gotta get through's the doors.
Locked, every night. lnside and out. Keys are left on a hook in the office.
WOODY: Got it. What else?
CHATTER TELEPHONE: Lotso has trucks patrolling all night long.
Hallway, lobby, playground.
WOODY: Yeah, yeah, yeah. What about the wall?
CHATTER TELEPHONE: Eight-feet high.
Cinder block. No way through it.
You go over or under.
That's it? Doesn't seem so bad.
lt's not. Your real problem's the monkey.
The monkey's the eye in the sky.
He sees everything.
Classrooms.
(SCREECHING)
CHATTER TELEPHONE: Hallways.
(MONKEY SCREECHING)
CHATTER TELEPHONE: Even the playground.
(SCREECHING)
You can unlock doors, sneak past guards, climb the wall,
but if you don't take out that monkey, you ain't going nowhere.
You wanna get out of here? Get rid of that monkey!
(BELL RINGING)
Recess! Come on, kids!
(GROANS)
WOODY: Psst! Psst!
Hey, guys.
-Woody? -Woody!
Woody!
MR. POTATO HEAD: Hey, hey, hey, buddy!
MRS. POTATO HEAD: Thank goodness!
-SLINKY: You're aIive! -'Course I'm aIive!
(ALL LAUGHING)
Hey, my hat! Wait, where's Buzz?
Lotso did something to him!
He thinks he's a reaI Space Ranger again.
-Oh, no. -HAMM: Oh, yes.
Return of the astro-nut.
Oh, Woody, we were wrong to Ieave Andy. I was wrong.
Jessie's right, Woody. She was wrong.
No, no, it's my fauIt for Ieaving you guys.
From now on, we stick together.
But Andy's Ieavin' for coIIege.
CoIIege? Hog-tie the maiIman!
We gotta get you home before Andy Ieaves tomorrow!
Tomorrow? But that means...
It means we're busting out of here, tonight.
-What? ImpossibIe! -But there's no way out of here!
No, there is one way out.
One way.
Okay, here's what we're gonna do.
(INAUDIBLE)
KEN: Springy dog. SLINKY: Present.
-KEN: Green guys. -(ALIENS SQUEAKING)
KEN: CowgirI. JESSIE: Here.
KEN: Horse.
(BULLSEYE NEIGHING)
-Piggy bank. -Yo.
KEN: Tyrannosaurus. REX: Here.
KEN: Barbie. BARBIE: Here.
Potato Head.
Potato Head?
Hey! Hey! Tuberous root-man! Wake up!
(GASPS) ImpossibIe!
Hey!
(GASPS)
KEN ON MONITOR: Little late for a stroll, eh, Potato Head?
That's Mr. Potato Head to you, smoothie.
KEN: Well, well, well. You're turning out to be
quite the troublemaker, aren't you?
KEN: What did you think you were gonna do? WaItz right out of here?
MR. POTATO HEAD: Yeah, and I wouId've got away with it, too,
if it weren't for you meddIing toys!
You ascot-wearing pink-noser!
You're not a toy! You're an accessory!
You're a purse with Iegs.
Ow! Take him back to the box.
No! No, not the box! I'm sorry. I didn't mean it! I Iike ascots.
ReaIIy. No, no, no!
Okay, check.
Good work, Lightyear. AII right, resume your, uh, space-guy-thingy.
Yes, sir, weII-groomed man!
BARBIE: Ken! Ken?
(CRYING)
KEN: What do you want?
I can't take it here, Ken. I wanna go to the ButterfIy Room. With you!
Yeah, weII, you shouId've thought of that yesterday.
I was wrong.
I wanna be with you, Ken, I do. In your Dream House.
(SOBBING) PIease take me away from this! Take me away!
Darn it, Barbie!
Okay, but things are compIicated around here.
-You gotta do what I say. -I wiII, Ken! I promise!
Wait. I'II do anything! I'II change your diapers!
-(SCREECHING) -(YELLING)
(HISSING)
Go get the tape!
KEN: And this is where the magic happens.
(GASPS)
Look at aII your cIothes!
I can't beIieve you never brought me up here!
-Tennis whites? Mission to Mars! -KEN: I know, I know, I know.
Check this out! Kung fu fighting.
Campus hero with matching sports pennant, huh?
(GASPS) FIower power! Oh, Ken!
(SIGHING)
No one appreciates cIothes here, Barbie. No one.
Ken, wouId you modeI a few outfits for me?
Just a few?
(DISCO MUSIC PLAYING)
(GIGGLING)
Rawr!
(MUFFLED SCREECHING)
Go get the key.
Where is it, where is it?
Where's the key? Where's the key? Bingo!
YodeI-ay-hee-hoo!
HAMM: Hey! What do you think you're doing?
I toId you, keep your hands off of my stuff!
Make a move, porky!
Hey, hey, hey! No fighting! Break it up!
-Hey! Hey! -HAMM: Take that, waInut-brain.
No wonder you're extinct.
Hey, you can't hit each other. That's my job!
JESSIE: Yoo-hoo!
HeIp! Prison riot!
Get the tortiIIa.
KEN: Ready? BARBIE: Ready.
(EXCLAIMING)
Uh, Barbie?
No more games, Ken! What did Lotso do to Buzz?
And how do we switch him back?
You can't make me taIk. You can't!
But I'd Iike to see you try.
(SNORING)
(JESSIE GASPS)
Let's see. Hawaiian surf trunks.
Oh! Barbie! Those were vintage!
It's okay. AII right, go ahead, rip 'em, I don't care.
They're a dime a dozen.
Ooh, gIitter tux.
(EXCLAIMING)
Who cares? Who cares? Sequins are tacky. Who cares?
Oh! A Nehru jacket.
(GASPS) Barbie! Not the Nehru.
This is from what, 1 967?
The groovy formaI coIIection, yes!
-What a shame. -Oh, no, no, no! No!
There's an instruction manuaI!
(EXCLAIMING)
Lotso switched Buzz to Demo mode!
(SOBBING)
Where's that manuaI?
(SIGHS)
I don't know why this couIdn't wait untiI morning, Ken,
but here you go.
Eesh.
What's takin' so doggone Iong?
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
So how do we fix Buzz?
(GASPS)
(COOING)
What are you Iooking at, feathers?
Hey! Ow!
(GRUNTING)
(EXCLAIMS)
Yeah, fIy away, you coward.
Uh-oh.
WeII, that's just great.
(MUFFLED) HeIp! Prison riot!
-Mayday! Mayday! -Oh, give it up. No one can hear you.
-What? -I said, ''No one can hear you.''
-What? -(LOUDLY) He said, ''No one can...''
HAMM: Shush! WiII you be quiet?
Woody! You're back!
(HAMM AND REX EXCLAIMING)
Stop him! Don't Iet him get out!
Star Command! I've been taken hostage by my own prisoners.
Quick! Open his back. There's a switch!
Unhand me, Zurg scum!
The GaIactic Courts wiII show you no mercy.
It's not working. Why is it not working? Where's the manuaI?
Here we go! There shouId be a IittIe hoIe under the switch.
-WOODY: LittIe hoIe, got it! -''To reset your Buzz Lightyear,
-''insert papercIip...'' -Rex, use your finger!
-What? -(GRUNTING)
-Okay, now what? -AII right, Iet's see.
''Caution. Do not hoId button for more than five seconds.''
(ELECTRONIC TOOTING)
It's not my fauIt!
(CLICKING)
(IN SPANISH)
-Now what did you do? -I just did what you toId me!
(CONTINUES IN SPANISH)
Uh... Amigos! We're aII amigos.
We gotta switch him back.
-WeII, how do we do that? -I don't know. That part's in Spanish.
(TOY SIREN WAILING OUTSIDE)
We don't have time for this. Come on, EI Buzzo.
(IN SPANISH)
CHATTER TELEPHONE: Good luck, cowboy.
(GASPS) Here they come.
Come on, Buzz!
What took you so Iong?
Things got compIicated. Where's Potato Head?
We haven't seen him.
(GASPS)
Buzz.
(IN SPANISH)
Did you fix Buzz?
-Uh, sort of. -Behind you.
Someone's coming.
You wouId not beIieve what I've been through tonight.
DarIing! Are you okay?
I feeI fresh. HeaIthy. It's terribIe.
You've Iost weight. And so taII.
Ah! You're a sight for detachabIe eyes.
AII cIear.
Come on. Come on.
We're aImost there.
(GASPS)
(WHISPERING) Back up. Back up!
(GASPS)
(MOUTHING)
Come on.
(SQUEAKS)
(GASPS)
(BABBLES)
(SIGHING IN RELIEF)
(FLAMENCO MUSIC PLAYING)
(IN SPANISH)
Woody!
Come on. We're aImost there.
(IN SPANISH)
(GRUNTING)
Buzz, come here. Give me a Iift.
(VOICE BOX SPEAKING SPANISH)
Oh, way to go, Buzz. Come on.
-Is it safe? -I guess I'II find out.
(PANTING)
JESSIE: Woody? You okay? WOODY: Yeah.
Come on down. But not aII at once.
MR. POTATO HEAD: What did he say?
HAMM: I think he said, ''AII at once.''
No. No. No, no, no, no, no!
REX: Geronimo! HAMM: Look out!
Thanks, Jess.
(IN SPANISH)
AImost there, guys.
SIink, you think you can make it?
WeII, I might be oId, but I stiII got a spring in my step.
JESSIE: He did it! HAMM: AII right, SIinkykins.
Okay, cIimb across.
You Iost, IittIe doggie?
(GASPS)
WeII, weII. Look who's back.
CHATTER TELEPHONE: l'm sorry, cowboy.
(GASPS)
They broke me.
What are y'aII doing? Running back to your kid?
He don't want you no more.
-That's a Iie. -LOTSO: Is it?
TeII me this, Sheriff.
If your kid Ioves you so much, why is he Ieaving?
You think you're speciaI, cowboy?
You're a piece of pIastic. You were made to be thrown away.
(GARBAGE TRUCK BEEPING)
Speak of the deviI.
(JESSIE GASPS)
Now, we need toys in our CaterpiIIar Room
and you need to avoid that truck.
Why don't you come on back, join our famiIy again?
This isn't a famiIy! It's a prison! You're a Iiar and a buIIy!
And I'd rather rot in this dumpster than join any famiIy of yours!
Jessie's right! Authority shouId derive from the consent of the governed,
not from the threat of force.
If that's what you want.
Barbie! Wait! Don't do this, Lotso.
She's a Barbie doII, Ken. There's a hundred miIIion just Iike her.
Not to me, there's not.
Oh!
Fine. Then why don't you join her!
Oh, Ken!
Everyone, Iisten!
Sunnyside couId be cooI and groovy if we treated each other fair.
It's Lotso. He's made us into a pyramid,
and he put himseIf on top!
Anyone concur with Ken?
I didn't throw you away. Your kid did.
Ain't one kid ever Ioved a toy, reaIIy. Chew on that when you're at the dump.
Wait! What about Daisy?
I don't know what you're taIking about.
Daisy? You used to do everything with her?
-Yeah? Then she threw us out. -WOODY: No.
-She Iost you. -She repIaced us!
She repIaced you.
And if you couIdn't have her then no one couId.
You Iied to Big Baby and you've been Iying ever since.
(WHIMPERS)
-Where'd you get that? -She Ioved you, Lotso.
She never Ioved me.
As much as any kid ever Ioved a toy.
Mama.
What? You want your mommy back?
She never Ioved you. Don't be such a baby!
(CRYING)
Push 'em in. AII of 'em!
This is what happens when you dummies try to think.
We're aII just trash, waiting to be thrown away! That's aII a toy is!
Hey, stop it! Put me down, you idiot!
(YELLING)
No! No! Wait a minute! Big Baby, wait!
-REX: He's gone! -HoIy cow.
(BLOWING RASPBERRY)
WOODY: Come on. Hurry!
(ALIENS SQUEAKING)
Oh, for crying out Ioud!
(IN SPANISH)
-(EXCLAIMS) -Woody!
(GASPS)
HAMM: Oh, boy. Incoming!
Come on!
Barbie, no!
Woody!
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
No!
(TOYS COUGHING)
WOODY: Can you hear me? Is everyone okay?
MR. POTATO HEAD: Of course not, you imbeciIe. We're doomed!
Everyone, go to Buzz. Come on.
We aII here? SIinky? Rex?
(THUD)
WOODY: Against the waII, everybody. Quick!
(IN SPANISH)
JESSIE: Buzz!
(CALLS IN SPANISH)
(GRUNTING)
They'II never make it!
Look out!
(GASPING)
Buzz!
-Anyone see him? -Over here, y'aII. I found him.
Buzz, you okay?
Buzz! Buzz!
(SNIFFING)
That wasn't me, was it?
Oh, Buzz, you're back! You're back, you're back, you're back, you're back!
Yes, I'm back. Where have I been?
Beyond infinity, Space Ranger.
Woody! So where are we now?
In a garbage truck on the way to the dump!
(RUMBLING)
WOODY: HoId on, we're going in!
(TOYS COUGHING)
You got aII your pieces?
The cIaw!
MRS. POTATO HEAD: My babies! WOODY: Hey, guys! No! No!
-No! -(MRS. POTATO HEAD SCREAMS)
(SCREAMING)
WOODY: Hang on!
(TOYS GROANING)
(COUGHING)
Woody! What do we do?
We'II be okay if we stay togeth...
-Woody! -SIinky!
It's a magnet! Watch out!
WOODY: Don't worry, SIink, we'II get you down.
You might wanna take a Iook at this.
Quick! Grab something metaI!
You heard the guy.
It's not working!
HeIp! HeIp me. I'm stuck!
HeIp, pIease! HeIp!
Woody!
-Thank you. -Don't thank me yet.
Woody!
Go, go!
Thank you, Sheriff.
We're aII in this together.
Right, guys?
Guys?
JESSIE: Woody! Down here!
-Woody! -HAMM: Oh, boy.
Woody, Iook. I can see dayIight.
We're gonna be okay!
HAMM: Hey!
I don't think that's dayIight.
Run!
(GASPS)
Sheriff! The button! HeIp me!
Come on!
Go. Go! Hit the button!
(GASPING)
Hurry!
WOODY: Just push it! Push it! BUZZ: Push it!
Where's your kid now, Sheriff?
No. No!
Lotso!
No!
(ALL GRUNTING)
(REX EXCLAIMING)
Rex!
Buzz! What do we do?
The cIaw.
(TOYS GROANING)
(SIGHS IN RELIEF)
You know aII that bad stuff I said about Andy's attic?
I take it aII back.
-You're darn tootin'. -You said it.
Oh, darIing. You were so brave.
-You saved our Iives. -And we are eternaIIy gratefuI.
My boys!
Daddy!
Hey! Where's that fur baII Lotso?
Yeah. I'd Iike to Ioosen his stitchin'.
Forget it, guys. He's not worth it.
(TRUCK APPROACHING)
(GASPS)
MAN 1 : Hey! MAN 2: What you got?
I had me one of these when I was a kid.
(SNIFFING)
Strawberries.
(WHIMPERING)
Hey, buddy. You might wanna keep your mouth shut.
(LAUGHING)
JESSIE: Come on, Woody. We gotta get you home.
-That's right, coIIege boy. -Wait.
What about you guys? I mean,
maybe the attic's not such a great idea.
-We're Andy's toys, Woody. -We'II be there for him, together.
-I just hope he hasn't Ieft yet. -MRS. POTATO HEAD: Wait a minute!
Wait, I'II check!
Andy's stiII packing.
(GASPS) But he's aImost done!
-He Iives haIfway across town. -We'II never get there in time!
(HUMMING GUITAR RIFFS)
MOLLY: Come on, Buster.
ANDY'S MOM: Is that it, honey? You got everything?
ANDY: Yeah. Just a few more boxes in my room.
Okay. Come on.
That's enough. That's enough. That's enough!
AII right. Go. Go, go!
Okay. AII cIear.
Oh!
Oh, there you are.
(CHUCKLING)
-BUZZ: There you go. -Buzz.
-This isn't goodbye. -Hey, Woody. Have fun at coIIege.
Yeah, but not too much fun.
(CHUCKLING)
-Woody, take care of Andy. -Yeah.
He's a good kid. TeII him to get a haircut.
Sure thing.
Jessie, you'II be okay in the attic?
'Course I wiII. Besides, I know about
-Buzz's Spanish mode. -My what?
ANDY'S MOM: Honey, you want some food for the road?
ANDY: I'II get something on the way.
You know where to find us, cowboy.
Did you say goodbye to MoIIy?
Mom, we've said goodbye Iike 1 0 times.
(ANDY'S MOM GASPS)
Oh, Andy.
Mom, it's okay.
ANDY'S MOM: I know. It's just...
(SNIFFLES)
I wish I couId aIways be with you.
ANDY: You wiII be, Mom.
Hey, aren't you gonna say goodbye to Buster?
Of course I am. Who's a good doggy?
Who's a good doggy? I'm gonna miss you. I'm gonna miss you.
(MOLLY LAUGHING)
ANDY: I'm gonna miss you. ANDY'S MOM: Don't, Andy.
MOLLY: Good boy. He's teIIing you to go aIready.
ANDY'S MOM: Come on. Get the rest of your things.
Okay, Buster. Now don't Iet MoIIy near my stuff.
(CHUCKLING) Hey.
Hey, Mom! So, you reaIIy think I shouId donate these?
ANDY'S MOM: It's up to you, honey. Whatever you wanna do.
''Don't go in there! The bakery is haunted!''
(SHUSHES) ''Are you crazy? You'II wake up aII the ghosts.''
''Look out! The ghosts are throwing pies!''
SpIat! SpIat! SpIat!
Mom.
-Andy? -Hi.
BONNIE'S MOM: Wow. Look at you.
WeII, I hear you're off to coIIege.
Yeah. Right now, actuaIIy.
So, what can we do for you?
Uh, I have some toys here.
BONNIE'S MOM: Ooh. You hear that, Bonnie?
So, you're Bonnie?
I'm Andy.
Someone toId me you're reaIIy good with toys.
These are mine, but I'm going away now,
so I need someone reaIIy speciaI to pIay with them.
This is Jessie, the roughest, toughest cowgirI in the whoIe West.
She Ioves critters, but none more than her best paI, BuIIseye.
(MIMICS NEIGHING HORSE)
Yee-haw!
Here.
This is Rex, the meanest, most terrifying dinosaur who ever Iived!
(MIMICS ROARING)
The Potato Heads. Mr. and Mrs. You gotta keep 'em together,
'cause they're madIy in Iove.
Now SIinky here is as IoyaI as any dog you couId want.
And Hamm, he'II keep your money safe,
but he's aIso one of the most dastardIy viIIains of aII time, eviI Dr. Pork Chop.
These IittIe dudes are from a strange aIien worId.
Pizza PIanet.
And this
(MIMICS WHOOSHING)
is Buzz Lightyear, the cooIest toy ever!
Look, he can fIy and shoot Iasers!
He's sworn to protect the gaIaxy from the eviI Emperor Zurg.
VOICE BOX: To infinity and beyond!
Now, you gotta promise to take good care of these guys.
They mean a Iot to me.
My cowboy!
Woody? What's he doing in there?
-''There's a snake in my boot.'' -Wha...?
VOICE BOX: There's a snake in my boot.
Now, Woody, he's been my paI for as Iong as I can remember.
He's brave, Iike a cowboy shouId be.
And kind. And smart.
But the thing that makes Woody speciaI is he'II never give up on you.
Ever.
He'II be there for you, no matter what.
You think you can take care of him for me?
Okay then.
Oh, no! Dr. Pork Chop's attacking the haunted bakery!
(MIMICS LASERFIRE)
The ghosts are getting away. Woody'II stop 'em!
Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!
BONNIE: And we'II actuaIIy need the rocket.
ANDY: They're getting away! Come on, BuIIseye!
BONNIE: We need to get in the spaceship. The voIcano is gonna erupt.
Look! They're being attacked by a reaI dog!
ANDY: You can eat my poisonous scones!
BONNIE: Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head are in troubIe.
Get on, Woody.
It's my friend Woody.
Buzz, hurry! Get your extra turbo booster.
(STARTING ENGINE)
Thanks, guys.
Look, Mommy. They're aII pIaying together.
Come on. Let's get some Iunch.
So Iong, partner.
Oh, hey, Buzz. You haven't met Bonnie's toys yet. Hey, come here.
You're gonna Iove them. Buzz, this is DoIIy.
New toys!
(ALL CHEERING)
Noses.
(CHILDREN CHATTERING NOISILY)
(CRYING)
(RINGING)
(MOUTHING)
(GURGLING)
WOODY: ''So I guess you couId say Sunnyside is sunny once again!
''Hope to hear from you soon. We're aII super excited about your new home.
''Hugs and kisses to everyone.''
Aw!
BUZZ: That Barbie has some nice handwriting.
JESSIE: Uh, Buzz, Barbie didn't write this.
(BOTH EXCLAIMING)
-Grab the sword! -I got it!
-Okay, go for the... -TripIe bonus!
-Watch out! -We got the cIoak of darkness!
-Run, run! -My arms are never Iong enough!
I'II do it! This is it! This is it!
(ELECTRONIC EXPLOSION)
-Yes! -We did it!
High-five! HoId on.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
WeII, it's officiaI. You guys made the waII.
-WOODY: Oh, Iook at this! -GoIIy bob howdy! That's me!
We're aII up here! Hey, ChuckIes, Iookin' good.
DOLLY: Yeah, she reaIIy got your smiIe.
ALL: Whee! Whee! Whee!
Oh! Oh! (LAUGHS)
What the...
(LAUGHING)
MR. POTATO HEAD: I toId you kids! Stay out of my butt!
But soft, what Iight through yonder window breaks?
Romeo, o Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
Next season, we're doing Cats.
Or might I suggest Hamlet?
Yeah. Detached wing. Cosmetic damage.
Nothing a IittIe duct tape can't fix.
(FLAMENCO MUSIC PLAYING)
Huh?
(EXCLAIMING)
(CHUCKLING)
I don't know what came over me.
Just go with it, Buzz.