WOODY: No, no! You got it... You got it all wrong, Potato Head. Buzz is fine. Buzz is right here. He's with me!
MR. POTATO HEAD: You are a liar!
WOODY: No, I'm not.
Buzz, come over here, tell the nice toys that you're not dead.
Just a sec! Buzz, will you get up here and give me a hand? That's very funny, Buzz. This is serious!
REX: Hey, Woody! Where'd ya go?
MR. POTATO HEAD: He's lying. Buzz ain't there.
WOODY: Oh! Hi, Buzz! Why don't you say hello to the guys over there? Hiya, fellas! To infinity and beyond!
REX: Hey, look! It's Buzz!
WOODY: Hey, Buzz, let's show the guys our new secret best friends handshake. Give me five, man!
HAMM: Something's screwy here.
WOODY: So you see we're friends now, guys. Aren't we, Buzz? You bet. Give me a hug. Boy, I love you too.
SLINKY DOG: See? It is Buzz. Now give back the lights, Potato Head.
MR. POTATO HEAD: Wait just a minute.
WOODY: What are you trying to pull? Nothing!
HAMM: Oh, that is disgusting.
MR. POTATO HEAD: Murderer!
WOODY: No! No, no, no, no, no! You murdering dog! It's not what you think. I swear!
MR. POTATO HEAD: Save it for the jury. I hope Sid pulls your voice box out, ya creep.
WOODY: No, no! No, no! Don't leave! Don't leave! Ya gotta help us, please! You don't know what it's like over here! Come on.
MR. POTATO HEAD: Let's get outta here.
HAMM: Go back to your lives, citizens. Show's over.
WOODY: Come back! Slink! Slink! Please! Please! Listen to me! No! No! Come back! Slinky! Buzz! Go away! You disgusting freaks! All right, back! Back, you cannibals! He is still alive, and you're not gonna get him, you monsters! What are you doin'? Hey. Hey, they fixed you. But they're cannibals. We saw them eat those other toys. Sorry. I thought that you were gonna... You know, you know, eat my friend. Hey, no, no, wait, hey! What's wrong?
Pump Boy, Legs, Ducky - Sid's toys.
MRS. PHILLIPS: Sid?
SID PHILLIPS: Not now, Mom! I'm busy!
MRS. PHILLIPS: Sid!
WOODY: Buzz, come on! You left that door open. Get up! Use your legs! Fine! Let Sid trash you! But don't blame me!
SID PHILLIPS: It came! It finally came! "The Big One." "Extremely dangerous. "Keep out of reach of children." Cool! What am I gonna blow? Man. Hey,
where's that wimpy cowboy doll?
Yes. I've always wanted to put a spaceman into orbit. Now. Yes. Oh, no! Oh, man! Sid Phillips reporting. Launch of the shuttle has been delayed due to adverse weather conditions at the launch site. Tomorrow's forecast, sunny. Sweet dreams.
MRS. DAVIS: I looked everywhere, honey, but all I could find was your hat.
ANDY DAVIS: But what if we leave them behind?
MRS. DAVIS: Oh, don't worry, honey. I'm sure we'll find Woody and Buzz before we leave tomorrow.
REX: I need air! Will you quit moving around? I'm sorry. It's just that I get... I get so nervous before I travel.
MR. POTATO HEAD: How did I get stuck with you as a moving buddy?
REX: Everyone else was picked.
BO PEEPS: Oh, Woody. If only you could see how much Andy misses you.
WOODY: Hey, Buzz! Hey. Get over here and see if you can get this toolbox off me. Oh, come on, Buzz, I can't do this without you. I need your help.
BUZZ LIGHTYEAR: I can't help. I can't help anyone.
WOODY: Why, sure you can, Buzz. You can get me outta here. Then I'll get that rocket off you, and we'll make a break for Andy's house.
BUZZ LIGHTYEAR: Andy's house, Sid's house. What's the difference?
WOODY: Oh, Buzz. You've had a big fall. You must not be thinking clearly.
BUZZ LIGHTYEAR: No, Woody. For the first time I am thinking clearly. You were right all along. I'm not a Space Ranger. I'm just a toy, a stupid, little, insignificant toy.
WOODY: Whoa, hey, wait a minute.
Being a toy is a lot better than being a Space Ranger.
BUZZ LIGHTYEAR: Yeah, right.
WOODY: No, it is. Look, over in that house is a kid who thinks you are the greatest. And it's not because you're a Space Ranger, pal. It's because you're a toy. You are his toy.
BUZZ LIGHTYEAR: But why would Andy want me?
WOODY: Why would Andy want you? Look at you! You're a Buzz Lightyear. Any other toy would give up his moving parts just to be you. You've got wings. You glow in the dark. You talk! Your helmet does that, that, that whoosh thing. You are a cool toy. As a matter of fact, you're too cool. I mean, I mean, what chance does a toy like me have against a Buzz Lightyear action. Why would Andy ever want to play with me when he's got you? I'm the one that should be strapped to that rocket. Listen, Buzz, forget about me. You should get outta here while you can. Buzz? What are you doing? I thought you were...
Come on Sheriff, there's a kid over in that house who needs us.
Now let's get you out of this thing.
WOODY: Yes, sir! Come on, Buzz. We can do it.
BUZZ LIGHTYEAR: Woody, it's the moving van.
WOODY: We gotta get outta here now. Come on, Buzz. All right. Hey, I'm out!
BUZZ LIGHTYEAR: Almost there.
SID PHILLIPS: I want to ride the pony.
BUZZ LIGHTYEAR: Woody? Woody? Are you all right?
WOODY: I'm fine. I'm okay.
SID PHILLIPS: Oh, yeah! Time for lift-off! To infinity and beyond!
WOODY: Back, back. Down, down! Okay, what do I do? Come on, Woody. Think. Guys! No, no, no, no! Wait! Wait. Listen, please.
There's a good toy down there,
and he's gonna be blown to bits in a few minutes. All because of me. We gotta save him. And. But I need your help. Please. He's my friend. And he's the only one I've got. Thank you. Okay, I think I know what to do. We're gonna have to break a few rules. But if it works, it'll help everybody.
SID PHILLIPS: Houston to Mission Control. Come in, Control. Launch pad is being constructed.
WOODY: All right, listen up. I need Pump Boy here, Ducky here. Legs, you're with Ducky.
RollerBob and I don't move 'til we get the signal.
Let's move! Wind the frog.
Wait for the signal. Go! All right, let's go! I'll get it! Now!
HANNAH: I'm coming. I'm coming. Scud! Stupid dog.
WOODY: Lean back!
SID PHILLIPS: Mission Control, is the launch pad construction complete? Roger. Rocket is now secured to guide wire. We are currently obtaining the ignition sticks. Countdown will commence momentarily. Stand by.
WOODY: Let's go.
ANDY DAVIS: Hey, Ma! Where are the matches? Oh, wait. Here they are. Never mind.
BUZZ LIGHTYEAR: Woody! Great! Help me outta this thing.
WOODY: What? It's okay. Everything's under control.
BUZZ LIGHTYEAR: Woody, what are you doing?
SID PHILLIPS: Houston. All systems are go. Requesting permission to launch... Hey? How'd you get out here? Oh, well. You and I can have a cookout later. Houston, do we have permission to launch? Roger. Permission granted. You are confirmed at "T" minus ten seconds. And counting. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!
WOODY: Reach for the sky! This town ain't big enough for the two of us.
SID PHILLIPS: What?
WOODY: Somebody's poisoned the water hole.
SID PHILLIPS: It's busted.
WOODY: Who are you calling busted, buster? That's right. I'm talking to you, Sid Phillips. We don't like being blown up, Sid, or smashed or ripped apart.
SID PHILLIPS: We?
WOODY: That's right! Your toys! Mama! From now on, you must take good care of your toys! Because if you don't, we'll find out, Sid. We toys can see everything.