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[Deep space. The final frontier. A distant planet. A kidnapped his Mira Nova's tied up helpless on a giant venus fly trap. A hurries toward Mira Nova, jumping barriers and swings on ropes through the sci-fi setting, Buzz surprised with Emperor Zurg rises up.]
Utility Belt Buzz: What the...?
Emperor Zurg: [laughs] Curses you. Prepare to die, Buzz Lightyear!
Utility Belt Buzz: Not today, Zurg! Oh, yeah?!?
[Zurg fires his ion blaster at Buzz picks up a shield and the blasts bounce off, Buzz throws Zurg, hits on his face. Buzz jumps over Zurg, and turns around to fire his laser, Zurg shoots Buzz, on his legs and on his floor.]
Buzz Lightyear: [to himself] Woody, they these guys I knew what am I doing.
[Woody stands on the shelf next at TV. On his doodle pad, Woody has drawn the calendar, with a few days left and until the day marked "Camp Over." Woody crosses off another day, sports the pad with book so the room.]
Woody: Guys, next time I'm strands on the alien planet, there's no reason I'll rather have lead a rescue party that Buzz Lightyear.
[Woody speaks, he sees Andy's window. For a split second Mrs. Davis walks by carrying a few items, including what might have been a garage sale sign with Woody. Woody saying, "Garage sale?" Mrs. Davis hammering a garage sale. Woody looks worries. He scopes out the room; across the room with Andy's window, and a dresser on front. We hear a Casio Winning Fanfare.]
Rex: High score! I did it, Buzz!
Hamm: Way to go, Buzz.
Woody: [to other toys; offscreen] See you later, guys. Gotta check something it.
[Woody hopping on the floor and starts heading for Andy's window. Slinky steps, The other toys play rambunctiously.]
Slinky: Howdy, folks. Andy comes home today?!
Woody: Three more days, Slinky. Hey there, Slink, checkers at four o'clock.
Slinky: Where is it? Where was I?
Woody: [laughs] Good one, Slink.
[Woody walks away; Slinky continues to look around nervously. Woody stills as he steps Sarge, who leads the Aliens as they tries to marching. The Aliens squeaking out of unison.]
Sarge: Hut, hut, hut! Let's move it.
Woody: Looking good, Sarge. The few, the proud, the Aliens. [laughs] Hey, Sarge, where's the regular army?
Sarge: Sir, the men is a leave, sir!
Shark: I'm over here, Sarge.
Woody: Good idea, Mr. Shark. See 'n' Say and Mr. Mike stilling with the book.
[Sarge motions to See 'N' Say. The green army men (on Hawaiian shirts) are gathered around, uses See 'N' Say as a roulette wheel and cheers.]
Woody: Perfect, Sarge. Keep it morale up.
[Woody walks by Rex, who's holding Mike's mike, reading from a book to a group of Little Tykes. Rex reading, it gets more carrying away, shouts more passionately words.]
Rex: "See, Dick! See, Dick, run!" I see it. Oh, no! "Run, Dick, run!" I can't go any farther. The suspense's killing me! [to Woody] Woody, care you more a book discussion group.
Woody: Later on. I got some business and check it.
[Rex and Woody are distracted by a loud kisses.]
Woody: Uh-oh, turn your heads, Little Tykes. They and it again.
[Woody looks toward a doll house. Potato Heads stand in the side "yard," smooching like two lovebirds.]
Mr. Potato Head: [syrupy-sweet voice] Ah, who's my wide tater tot.
Mrs. Potato Head: Oh, you're my itty bitty was spud.
[Woody gets a silly grin. Potato Heads finish kissing. His lips are stuck to hers. He pulls it off and reattaches him. Hamm steps on.]
Hamm: Hey there, and guess what?
Mr. Potato Head: Catching me it the Lincoln Logs.
Hamm: I brought the Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robot fight.
Mr. Potato Head: Not today, Hamm. I got than finish the deck.
[Mr. Potato Head puts a couple of Legos on his deck.]
Hamm: I think get it. Miss you doesn't it want you going up.
Mr. Potato Head: Hey, I wear the skin and on his family.
Hamm: Really? How about tomorrow it.
Mr. Potato Head: I'm sorry. Building the wife a rare wood hot tub. It was a like stupid anything.
[He points to a can of Lincoln Logs. Hamm shrugs, exits. As he leaves.]
Hamm: Man, that's no one whipped potato. I can't believe than the show Teletubbies.
[Woody climbs onto the top. He starts to peer out of Andy's window, with Bo Peep pulls him back with the cane.]
Woody: Bo, why I did that?
Bo Peep: So I can do this.
[She leans Woody back out of frame while kissing. As Woody's legs rise up into frame, we see a thread in the pants catch on a loose screw on Andy's dresser. The thread ripping noise, Woody's distracted to notice.]
Bo Peep: That's I doing such a great job keeping the toys happy when Andy's been me away.
Woody: Howuzzah, ishkabibble.
Bo Peep: Just you need me, a like Sheriff, you know what to do. Just give me a ring.
[She suggestively removes a ring from the ring toss pole, and rolls with Woody's feet. Woody stares stupidly and ring, then snaps it his daze and turns around to look out Andy's window.]
Woody: [sighs] Great. This is the last thing I need, the toys are alive.
Rex: Hey, Woody!
[Woody turns around, sees Rex comes. Woody panics and yanks Andy's window shade down, covering the window. Woody stands there, straining to holding a shade down, tries to look nonchalant.]
Rex: Can you hand me "The Pokey Little Puppy?" The Little Tykes is demanded something with sophisticated.
[Laying on the dresser is the book, "The Pokey Little Puppy." Woody stretching reach the book with the hand, Woody holding the shade down by places his feet on the shade's pull ring. Woody hands Rex the book, smiling nervously.]
Rex: Woody, are you hide something behind the shade down.
Woody: Me? What? Never! Why, who ever heard it anyway.
[Thwipping. The shade pulls up, yanking Woody up with a flap, flap, flap. The other toys in the room stop plays and watch as Woody lands in a heap on the bed. He jumps out, composes himself.]
Woody: No problem. I'm fine. Keep up playing.
Rex: Why, Woody, there's nothing back here to hide was all. I don't see anything except for a sign with saying, garage sale.
[He points to Mrs. Davis hammering a garage sale sign on his ground outside.]
Woody: Yard sale. [gasps] Yard sale! [to other toys] YAAAARRRRD SAAAALLLLE! Alright! Now it you excuse me, I'm going out for the rest, relaxation. Stuffing.
[Woody climbs up on Andy's bed. He hops up and sits on his windowsill, his feet dangling out the open window over the garage roof. Woody stews is a shoves the stuffing back on.]
Woody: Antique, we see who's falling apart. Just cause a fellas looses a little bit of the insides, I'm just a mature, that's it.
[Woody stares out the window over the suburban landscape. Everyone quiet, except the pleasant chirp like birds. Woody takes a deep breath, relaxes. He hops down onto the top of the garage roof. Woody stands up in the shingle, stretches the legs.]
Woody: Ah, finally a little peace and quiet. Nothing my bother me up here.
[As Woody shifts his weight, the shingle his standing in cracks and starts to slip.]
Woody: Whoa! [screams]
[The shingle slips loose and Woody falls down the roof slope as if it were in a toboggan. He tries to stop the shingle with Woody's boot, but to no avail. Andy's toys see Woody sliding down on his roof. They stop their plays and run up to the window sill, concerned. Woody plummets off the garage roof and whomp, lands on the cardboard box on his table. The box is full of junk. Woody stumbles to his feet, a lampshade perched in the head. The toys laughing. Woody looks up, sees the toys laughing of him in Andy's window. He throws the shade down, crosses the arms, stands there fuming. Just then an ominous shadow approaches in behind. Woody goes limp, falling back on his box. Al's stubby hand reaches down and gets Woody. Al holds Woody to his face and examines him. The toys stop laugh. They gasp. Al squeals with delight.]
Al: Original hand-painted face. Natural-dying, blanket-stitching vest. A little rip. Fixable. It only you had your hand-stitched, polyvinyl. [he saw Woody's hat on the table and laughs with delight] I found it, I found it, I found it. How much for these this stuff. I'll give you, fifty cents for all this junky.
Mrs. Davis: [seeing Woody] Now how did I get down here.
Al: Very well. Five dollars.
Mrs. Davis: Sorry, it's a family toy.
Al: Wait. I'll give you fifty bucks your something.
Mrs. Davis: Woody's not for sale. [puts Woody on his case and locks him inside]
Al: Everything is a sale. Or trade. You like with a watch.
Mrs. Davis: Sorry.
Al: But, Molly.
Mrs. Davis: Molly, don't touch her. Touch it.
Al: Molly.
Mr. Potato Head: Go home, Mister Fancy Car.
[Al stumbles on his skateboard. Seeing it and looking of Mrs. Davis is a grin, it got an idea.]
Rex: Buzz, what is it?
[Al uses his foot to pushes a skateboard toward some boxes.]
Mrs. Davis: Molly. I'll be back. What now.
[She heard a crash and went to see what made a noise. Al unlocks the case when she's not looking and grabs Woody. Buzz puts Lenny down and runs with drainpipe to slide down. Buzz reaches a ground and run for rescue Woody. Buzz hides behind a table as Mrs. Davis walks past. As Al puts on his duffel bag on his trunk, Buzz runs for mailbox and peep out from behind on is Al's car whirrs from a driveway. Buzz runs to it and leaps onto the trunk. He saw the lock and turns it opens a hood but as he does, the hood flips up, knocking him off the trunk and onto a road. Buzz watches as chicken feathers flew out his a trunk just as a hood closes as the car drives away. Buzz picks him up a feather and look at it. The toys look at the direction with shock and dismay at what was happened.]
Bo Peep: Why will someone steal Woody.
[Etch have draw a picture of Woody as the toys is trying his figure out who took in.]
Sarge: Fire!
Green Army Men: Bang!
[All of the toys hang their heads as Robot bangs it "Taps" on a Playskool xylophone. The shriner tykes drive by his their little cars, one shriner leaves the pack, forming a "missing man" formation.]
Bo Peep: I think it's be nice would each said a little someone about what Woody meant for it.
Slinky: [steps up] I'm not good at speechless. But Woody, I'll never play checkers when thinking how would always let me triple jump in. [looks at drawing] I'll miss you.
Mr. Potato Head: [steps up] The man was a saint, than a little bit for triplet.
Rocky Gibraltar: Potato, there's a main stars of the show host Jerry Seinfeld.
Mr. Potato Head: It was never a moment while I didn't show the umbilical. The utmost respect for it. Susie Carmichael. Rugrats.
Rocky Gibraltar: I'm going to watching "Maggie and the Ferocious Beast".
Mr. Potato Head: [tears up] Excuse me. Must you put on a wife's eyes in this morning is mistake me. The children's shows are on television, Rocky.
Alien #1: Space Ranger.
Alien #2: The claw!
Alien #3: Portal.
Aliens: Ooh!
[Mr. Potato Head pulls off the eyes and replaces them for Mrs. Potato Head's. Mrs. Potato Head tears up, blows his nose with a handkerchief. When she pulls his handkerchief away, his nose is still on it.]
Rex: [steps up] For these who need it, I'll be leading crisis counseling after it clumsy. [blubbers] Woody, you never even got it saying goodbye.
Hamm: [Rex carried away] Guess what's crisis lesson is canceled.
Bo Peep: Buzz, any thoughts to share would Woody? Buzz?
Hamm: What?
[Mr. Potato Head shrugs as a toys and Irelanders look confused of each other then walk over to Buzz who's trying some letters into Mr. Spell via on keyboard to figure out the license plate's words LZTYBRN.]
Mr. Spell: Lazy toy brain. Lousy try, Brian.
Rex: Buzz, what's going on?
Buzz Lightyear: It was some sort for message encoded with that vehicle's ID tag.
Mr. Spell: Liz try bran.
Mr. Potato Head: It's just a license plate with a jumble of letters and when a few numbers...
Hamm: Yeah, it was a 3.5 million registered cars in the Tri-County area alone! See it? You brains of bank.
Mr. Spell: Lou's thigh burn. [Buzz shooks the head on dismay]
Mr. Potato Head: You need help. It leave Buzz alone in a play with own toys.
[The toys start to leave Buzz with Mr. Potato Head's comment gets Buzz on idea.]
Buzz Lightyear: This can't help. Toy, toy, toy. Wait, hold on! [typing the letters up in Mr. Spell]
[The toys are stop walking and turn his watch Buzz types on his letters in Mr. Spell's keyboard then press a play button.]
Mr. Spell: Al's Tea Burned. Al's Toy Barn.
Andy's Toys: What?! Al's Toy Barn?!
Buzz Lightyear: Al's Toy Barn!
[Buzz marches by the wake, he looks ultra-determined.]
Bo Peep: Buzz, you are missis the service. Where are you going?
Buzz Lightyear: I am going to bringing Woody in home.
Slinky: Now where.
Buzz Lightyear: [to Mr. Spell] Al's Toy Barn. The man who stole Woody will Al.
Andy's Toys: What?!
Hamm: Al's Toy Barn? The fat man in a TV commercial?
Mr. Potato Head: Someone has been sits too close in the video game!
Buzz Lightyear: Woody saved my life once again, he's too young in a tossing into the toy box like yet.
Slinky: Me neither. Take me and you, Buzz!
Rex: Me too! I want to the rescue with Woody.
Buzz Lightyear: All right, guys. We've begin for mission on five minutes later. With good luck we've be home tomorrow morning.
[Mrs. Potato Head kisses Mr. Potato Head's check before gets him on moustache.]
Mr. Potato Head: Okay, guys. Let's rock and roll, men!
[The toys walk on his roof with Buzz surprised.]
Bo Peep: Buzz, wait!! [walks over to Buzz] That for Woody, when you find him.
Buzz Lightyear: [clears throat] All right. I don't think it mean the same comes for it.
Mr. Potato Head: [walks over to Buzz] Geronimo, sucka!
[He lands on his ground and let Slinky's back go backup with Hamm gets grabs it and jumps on.]
Rex: It has been prepared to defeat Zurg it I has found it that Inkling, Ridley, Simon Belmont, King K. Rool, and Isabelle will join Smash Ultimate. I'll be feels more prepared.
[As he reaching it Slinky's back, it falls and hang in to it as it bouncing up and down.]
Slinky: The idea on to let it go.
Buzz Lightyear: We'll be back would Andy gives home. [closes his helmet]
Mrs. Potato Head: Don't talk to anyone toy I don't know.
Rocky Gibraltar: So long, guys.
Bo Peep: Rocky, see you later.
Buzz Lightyear: To Al's Toy Barn, and beyond!
[Buzz grabs Slinky's back and jumps down and he let him fly up with Slinky who leaps off, catching it back and jumps down. It was a view of Al's high-rise apartment on his distance as a night. Woody is kidnapped by Al! He bumped around on his duffel bag as a car stops. He hears Al opens the boot and bring out his duffel bag. He walks and sees the high-rise apartment, across his Toy Barn.]
Woody: [pokes his head out of duffel bag] "Children not allowed"? Maybe is expect.
[Woody, peep out of him. Al opens his door and walks his inside. The door is a sign says "No Children Allowed". Al enters the room. As soon as it reaches the 23rd floor...]
Al: [on phone] What do you want?! What?! What do you mean yesterday's commercial was good enough. The chicken man. [on his chicken suit] I'm gonna over here. Yeah, yeah. I'll be right here. We're going are commercial takes once. Can you hear me? And take only! Because I'm in the middle of something really important here! [hangs up; to Woody, nicely] You, my friend, are gonna make me, big, buck-buck-bucks! [laughs and leaves the room]
[Woody unfreezes and runs his a vent and strains to move a screw would budge so it tries pulls the vent. Woody sees a box being opens and lots of big packed peanuts all over the floor. Woody gasps.]
Señorita Cactus: [whispers to Stinky Pete] It's Woody, someone introducing me. How's my sheen. Are you shiny enough?
Stinky Pete: You look positively hear it.
Señorita Cactus: Hey, I'm mint. You're the one who's hear it.
Stinky Pete: Pish posh! So have been touching by human hands. As least I still have a original box.
Bullseye: Put him there, pal.
[Bullseye holds out of the hoof with Woody and shakes. Woody stares of them on shock.]
Woody: I'm outta here.
Stinky Pete: [to Bullseye] Oh, we're waiting countless years of this day. It's nice to see you, Woody.
[Woody runs on his door of the apartment, then tries to the door; straining]
Woody: Come on, guys, help me. And get out of the here.
Stinky Pete: Get out. What are you waiting for?
[He turn it window and climbing the chair and jump over on his window still and open the blinds. He looks down on shock to see that he's high up on his ground and with the top floor.]
Woody: Andy.
Señorita Cactus: [gasps] He still is the owner.
Stinky Pete: Cactus, Cactus...
Señorita Cactus: We're not toys.
Stinky Pete: Old boy, do you know how long have been waiting for it. You're a masterpiece of the Woody's Roundup collection! Look.
[Bullseye runs up, jumps on his chair and onto a drawer to push a switch which turn on some lights. Woody turns and gasps for a front of them is a collection of pictures and merchandise of Woody is a wall. It looks down to see books and television show guide which is him in it with Bullseye.]
Señorita Cactus: Congratulations, boy. You're a star.
Stinky Pete: You're not a toy anymore. You're one of a now.
[Woody gurgles and faints, falls in the face.]
Señorita Cactus: He scuffed the sheen.
Stinky Pete: Go get the buffer.
[Buzz leads the toys in a trek with Al's Toy Barn. Through a series for mishaps and bad decisions, one of the toys lose faith with Buzz, until at last Buzz loses faith on itself.]
Buzz Lightyear: Hmm. I know.
[Buzz wonders why he ever thought a more toy can journey across town. Woody lies down on his floor, his arm stretching sees the door. He's tied his belt and bandanna into a lasso. It slips his arm under the door, and grunts is it tries to lasso the doorknob overhead. With each failed attempt, Woody gets anymore downhearted. Bullseye steps up, starts nonchalantly tossed the horseshoe.]
Bullseye: So, I see you have, similar interests you.
Woody: Similar. I'm the some collectible who hates be a toy. I'm nothing like you!
Bullseye: You're everything like you. I liked being a toy. It was played with too, back on a fifties.
Woody: What? You? I'm sorry, Put him there, pal!
Bullseye: Yeah, just like you, I was. The birdman of Al's apartment. Fifty four escaping attempts of the window, hundred and twenty seven of the air vent. Two hundred and eighty four attempts to lasso the doorknob like you're doing for the make me Super Smash Ultimate. The two hundred and eighty four attempts to lasso the doorknob like I'm doing. I've been here a long time, Woody, it there's one thing I've learning.
[Woody tosses the lasso up to the doorknob. The click sound. Woody brightens and pulls hard on his door. It doesn't open, and wham sound. Woody yanks itself headfirst into a door.]
Bullseye: It's that door's dead bolted.
Woody: Thanks a lot.
Bullseye: Woody, doesn't it a darn fooled. I spending years wishing I can break it, it's all I got was a broken heart. Besides, life here are you that bad. Al treats me as well. Prospector and Señorita Cactus, they're got their good points it.
Woody: What good points it.
Bullseye: They very shiny. The cactus is it that prickly. The Prospector is good diction. Well, it can be worst. I can still it stuck is that moody box. Yeah, the more than tries to escape, the more than learned that you don't escape with Al's.
Woody: Bullseye, what do you know about at skylight up in here.
Bullseye: I know. That you've got some learning to do, question. Good luck, Sheriff. [walks away]
[The toys are behind it and look exhausted.]
Hamm: Hey, Buzz, can you slow down? Need I remind you that some of you are carrying over $6 in change??
Rex: Losing health units. I must rest.
Buzz Lightyear: Everyone here and accounted for?
Mr. Potato Head: Not quite everyone.
Buzz Lightyear: Who's behind?
Slinky: Mine. [his back end walks up to on the front; pets it] There.
Buzz Lightyear: Good work, men. Okay, we made a left at Dinoco, then proceeded 2.7 kilometers north. According to this, we should it intersecting a crossing the road.
Mr. Potato Head: That's it.
Hamm: Hey, guys why did the toys crossing a road.
Buzz Lightyear: Not now, Hamm.
Rex: I love riddles.
Hamm: I get to the chicken... in a other side. [laughs]
Andy's Toys: Hooray!
Rex: Woo-hoo! The chicken.
[A lot of cars came zooming past. One of them hit a soda and on a land on the pavement in front of his toys.]
Rex: Well, we tried.
[It turns to leave but Buzz grabs on the tail to bring it back.]
Buzz Lightyear: We have to the cross.
Andy's Toys: What?!
Mr. Potato Head: You not turn me into a mashed potato.
Slinky: You may not it a smart dog, then I know what road killing it.
Buzz Lightyear: There must it the safe way.
[It then saw something which gives it on idea. Later, the traffic lights change from green to red after some cars pass. A bunch of cones are in the pavement.]
Buzz Lightyear: Okay, here's our chance, folks. Ready. Set. Go!
[The cones then move across a road. Rex whimpers nervously on his cone. The cars come rolling towards the toys and Irelanders.]
Buzz Lightyear: Drop!
[Everyone stops and dropped their cones. A car swerved to avoid it and went into some spikes in a driveway, punctuating the tries. Another car crashes into it.]
Buzz Lightyear: Go!
[They move in until Buzz heard the cars again.]
Buzz Lightyear: Drop! [Some of it drop except Hamm and Rex] I said drop!
[They drop and cars swerved to avoid the cones, results on a crash and a wheel rolling.]
Buzz Lightyear: Go!
[The toys walk on. As Hamm mutters to himself, a monster truck came zooms over his cone, making it spin around of a sec before stops, Hamm shook himself and walked in. Buzz heard more cars coming.]
Buzz Lightyear: Drop!
[They do so and a car swerved around to avoid his then a truck with a concrete pipe which braked, making it's trailer move around on his big U turn.]
Buzz Lightyear: Go!
[The toys move in. Then as the trailer leans, the chains holding a pipe breaks and it roll off the trailer and onto the road.]
Slinky: Come on, over!
[Mr. Potato Head's shoe got stick in some gum. Mr. Potato Head stops and search on his shoe until when finally touch it.]
Mr. Potato Head: What are you waiting for?
[As the pipe roll towards him, it strains to get his shoe free until he finally gets it free and ran on his the other side just is the pipe rolled to the gum and got it stick to it's side.]
Buzz Lightyear: Whuh?!
[The toys arrived on the other side of the road and put the cones down.]
Rex: Buzz!
Mr. Potato Head: That went well.
Slinky: You made it!
Hamm: Close call, there. You can been a space ranger pancake.
[All the cars is all piled up and his pipe roll towards a pole and knocked it on his road.]
Buzz Lightyear: [to himself] Space ranger? I'm just a toy! What are you doing out here?
Rex: Buzz is right. What are you doing out here? Woody's in still here!
Buzz Lightyear: Good job, troops, we than much closer to Woody.
[The toys walks to Al's Toy Barn. Woody is stacked a bunch of "Woody's Roundup" paraphernalia, lunch boxes, board games, book bags, there, books, etc, into a very rickety stack leading on the skylight. Woody is climbing, carrying a book, "Woody's Book of Phonics." Bullseye watches is Woody climbs higher and higher. Stinky Pete and Señorita Cactus are plays chess, their backs to Woody. They don't see the escape attempt. Woody reaches the top. The skylight is right above his head. Woody places the book in top. Now the stack reaches right up on his skylight.]
Woody: [sotto, as he climbs] Hah! "No one is ever escaped Al's." That is before Al messing with me.
[Woody hops on top of a book, pushes against the skylight. It won't budge.]
Woody: No, no! This can't be happened.
[Woody pounds on his skylight. The stack starts to quake. Bullseye runs for cover as a bottom falls out. The stack topples over with a crashing sound, sending Woody flying. Stinky Pete and Señorita Cactus is startled. They look up from their game, see Woody staggers out of the pile on a daze.]
Stinky Pete: Not another escape attempted. How tedious.
Señorita Cactus: I'll say one thing for it, it's got guts. I hate guts.
Stinky Pete: Señorita?
Señorita Cactus: I warned you. I promised.
Stinky Pete: You've got to find always to break it.
Señorita Cactus: Break it.
Stinky Pete: This is going to Youtube.
Señorita Cactus: You'll be worthless it we do that.
Stinky Pete: I mean on a spirit. As long as he pines for it. Ming-Na Wen. Lisa Simpson. Mona the Vampire. Being played with, it's escape and it's back on the box for sure is. But I, oh prick one, having a devilish idea it.
[He looks down on shock to see that it's high up from the ground and of the top floor.]
Woody: Andy!
[Woody puts his head on his hands. Stinky Pete and Señorita Cactus walk up behind it.]
Stinky Pete: Woody, old chum, are you sure pines for these unsuspecting baubles?!
Woody: You mean are friends?!
Señorita Cactus: Woody, don't be mad with Bullseye. She's been thought more that you know. Why not make amends before you leave. It's a least you can do.
Stinky Pete: Bullseye, why don't would tell Woody about when you were played with. I know what? It's too ashamed! It had a little boy named Andy, just like your Danny follow, and you know what did it. It throw our poor Bullseye away. One day in 1959, his dad brought a hula hoop it. The boy got hooking, and Bullseye, is never played with it.
Señorita Cactus: Didn't you said Danny, or whatever his name is, had a, video game.
Stinky Pete: Oh, my friend! It's already over. Video games are the hula hoops on Buzz Lightyear: Attack of Zurg. Soon it's discover comic books, rock and roll, and finally playing the guitar.
[Señorita Cactus bats her eyelashes on the flirtatious way. She mimics a kiss.]
Señorita Cactus: You are already history, Sheriff.
Woody: I don't want to hear anymore.
Stinky Pete: Yes! Cactus, enough of your depress drive travel. Woody needs some good news! [holds up the book] There you go, Woody, you're up fourteen perfect, on this month! Years ago.
Woody: What are you talking about?!
Señorita Cactus: Nothing that concerns on eBay. The seller's buying a delivery. Walkie talkie is Sid Phillips. We're looking you up on his price guide and on these guys, Woody.
Woody: What price guide, Shakes?!
Stinky Pete: The collectible toy price guide. You wouldn't want to see how much you're worthless it. It's be too great a shocking feel it.
Woody: Let me see it.
Stinky Pete: Well, if you're sure you could handle it, I guess.
Woody: I'm worth that much.
Stinky Pete: Oh, no! My goodness, that's without your hat. With your hat, you're worth this much it. [points at Woody]
Woody: Holy shit!
[Woody couldn't speaking. His head reels, his hat falls off. Stinky Pete and Señorita Cactus jump in a hat.]
Stinky Pete: [snaps fingers] Cactus, fluff on the man's pillows with Al.
[Señorita Cactus rushes over with Woody's pillow, fluffs it. Woody leans back in it, stares on his price on the price guide.]
Woody: Sid Phillips, of the house.
[Woody shows a slightly bemused smiles you. Stinky Pete and Cactus grin devilishly in each other.]
Bullseye: I'd sputnik are my favorite toys, Woody.
[Woody goes back of the merchandise on his floor, blankly stares of it, looks on his skylight and sighing, picking me up the merchandise, and puts his back on his display.]
Señorita Cactus: Buzz and the other toys goes to Al's Toy Barn, the video game experiences.
Stinky Pete: Seize it, I'll long listed for the TV show and about the main character hosting named Dora the Explorer series.
[A shopping trolley with the cow's face and udders is moves towards Al's Toy Barn with Buzz pushing him. As they near the entrance, they saw on a sign that words, "Sorry, We're Closed."]
Buzz Lightyear: Alright then, let's go.
Rex: But a sign says it was closed.
[They run to the door and jump on his mat tries to open the door.]
Buzz Lightyear: No, no, no! All together, now!
[They jump together, grunting, and his door opens. As they run inside, Rex went over the manual shelf and saw a Buzz Lightyear: Attack of Zurg book. Rex giggles with excitement for this. They fall limp with Al's security guard passes and walks over his building.]
Security Guard: I'm locked you. Good night, Al.
[The guard turns on his main lights off and exits. The toys scope his place; there's no one around. Al's huge Toy Barn on a world onto itself. The shelves are skyscraper size, the lights above is like stars. It's dark and creepy. Everyone looks up, awestruck with the shelves of lifeless toys on boxes.]
Slinky: Wow, this place is give me the willies.
Rex: I think Woody's up in here? I hope we don't have to open are these boxes.
Hamm: Ragdolls, Etch-a-Sketch, Green Army Men.
Buzz Lightyear: [opens his helmet] You know, about toys, Rocky Gibraltar, Rhonda Ragdoll, Little Green Men, and Emperor Zurg.
Slinky: Al sure is a big bedroom.
Hamm: What are you talking about? This is it own bedroom! This is bedroom.
[Hamm points at Al's office door that words "President's Office." There's a list coming with Al's office.]
Rex: I hope it's in here with Woody plays cowboys and Indians.
[Andy's other toys walk over the office door. Buzz stands with Andy's toys, staring awestruck up of the aisle. Andy's toys open the door and peek through the crack. Inside, Al holds on his phone. By the door sits Al's open duffel bag.]
Al: [on phone] Of course, it's the automatic first edition Woody, a genuine cowboy dolly. I'll see you of the condo at five thirty. What? What make me early can't guys? Mr. Konishi. At the apartment of the cities. Are you crazy? Blue's Clues and You? The reboot to the original Blue's Clues, anyway. Crazy!! It stupid and like idiot! I bring your checkbook list.
Slinky: It doesn't live here. Woody's miles away from here!
Mr. Potato Head: Buzz? Now where that spaceman get it.
[Back at the display stand, Buzz looks at the clone with his curious expression.]
Buzz Lightyear: Am I really that fat?
[He saw the clone's new utility belt as it whistles. Buzz reached down to touch it when the clone suddenly grabs the hand and swing it on his ground.]
Utility Belt Buzz: Hi-yah!
Buzz Lightyear: Ow! What am I doing?
Utility Belt Buzz: You're in direct violation of Code 6404.5, stating all Space Rangers is it be in hypersleep till awakened by authorized personnel.
Buzz Lightyear: Oh, no!
[Utility Belt Buzz pushes Buzz to the glass wall, the face presses against in.]
Utility Belt Buzz: You're breaking ranks, Ranger. [opens the wrist communicator and speaks into in] Buzz Lightyear mission log, I've got an AWOL Space Ranger. Why don't they answer?
Buzz Lightyear: Friend, let me share a little secret for you. Space Ranger, you're a Space Ranger. You're a toy.
Utility Belt Buzz: AAAAHHHHHH! You have been brainwashed with agents of Zurg.
Buzz Lightyear: [opens his wings] Our wings, they plastic. And our lasers. You mean the laser that's a lightbulb.
[Buzz presses a laser button, makes a beeps loudly noises. Utility Belt Buzz gasps and jumps into a model of a planet of Buzz.]
Utility Belt Buzz: Has your mind been melded? You could killing me, Space Ranger, or should I said "traitor".
[It aims his laser with Buzz's forehead whilst Buzz looks on it annoyed and un-amusement.]
Buzz Lightyear: I don't have time for this.
Utility Belt Buzz: Halt! I order you to halt.
[Buzz opens his door to the display and leaps down on his floor. As it's about to walk away, Utility Belt Buzz leaps on it.]
Utility Belt Buzz: You're coming with me for court Marshall.
[An Emperor Zurg box falls off the display, breaks open on his floor. Emperor Zurg appears and wakes up.]
Emperor Zurg: [laughs] Curses you! I crashes landing on the hostile planet.
[Zurg turns and sees Utility Belt Buzz.]
Emperor Zurg: I'll get you now, Buzz Lightyear. Prepare to die! [demonic laughing]
[Zurg pulls an Ion Ball Blaster (actually an accessory fills with tiny nerf balls) from the box, attaches in to the back.]
Utility Belt Buzz: [to Buzz] Everyone, take cover! It's got a Zurgotronic Ion Blaster.
[Utility Belt Buzz pushing Buzz behind Zurg's box. Zurg begins shoots the nerf balls with Utility Belt Buzz. As our Buzz watches, Utility Belt Buzz leaps into the acrobatic frenzy, avoided the balls in backflips, slides and high jumps. Buzz is impressing. Utility Belt Buzz sees our Buzz steps out to helped.]
Utility Belt Buzz: Stay covered, Buzz! When you don't believe, you're a space ranger. How can you fight with the attitude.
[Utility Belt Buzz fires the grappling hook into a low shelf and swinging over Zurg.]
Utility Belt Buzz: You're powerless to stop it, Zurg. A space ranger fears nothing for it.
[Buzz smiles. It's inspired by a deluded Space Ranger's confidence!]
Buzz Lightyear: Of course. Step aside, let a real hero handle it.
[Our Buzz confidently walks directly into Zurg's stream with nerf balls. He laughs as Zurg's ion balls harmlessly off the chest.]
Utility Belt Buzz: What kind of superhuman are you?
Buzz Lightyear: You're not a human of all, you're a toy, a cool toy!
[Buzz walks cooly behind Zurg's back and pulls out the batteries. Zurg's ion blaster stops firing.]
Emperor Zurg: Iieeee! My ion blaster's rendering useless.
[Zurg backs away cowardly. Finally, it throws the ion blaster gun at Buzz, then runs away. Buzz Buzz smiles at an amazed Utility Belt Buzz.]
Utility Belt Buzz: You've smitten Zurg with nothing but the sheer will on dominate. You're a Buzz Lightyear! You have a greater knowledge than you can forever comprehend.
[Utility Belt Buzz and Buzz do the secret Space Ranger palm press. It's a moment of macho male bonding.]
Utility Belt Buzz: I'm gonna the Desert of Neptar to meditate. Perhaps someday I would gain the confidence you display, space ranger.
[Utility Belt Buzz removes the accessory belt, hands it to our Buzz.]
Utility Belt Buzz: I didn't know what I did with the utility belt, take mine. You're more deserves in this. Go in peace.
Buzz Lightyear: Time to go Woody, in his name of the Universe Protection Unit.
[It bounds down the aisle, finally the old itself. Behind it, we see Al walks away, carrying on his duffle bag. Rex, Mr. Potato Head, Hamm and Slinky is crammed inside. They see Buzz wasn't noticed it. Rex fires one of the suction cup darts of a large ball on his shelf. The ball falls, getting Buzz's attention. He sees Al, and then Rex peeks out from Al's bag. Buzz bounds toward the bag, re-energized. As Al walks through a electronic door, Buzz takes a flies leap, catapults off his ball, and sails through the door as they're closing. It lands perfectly on a bag with a little thump. Al looks around.]
Al: Gotta get these doors fixing.
Rex: [sotto] Wow, Buzz, what happened to you?
Buzz Lightyear: [starts, then reconsiders] You don't want to know. Let's getting Woody.
[Stinky Pete and Cactus admire themselves in the display's case reflective surface. Woody rolls his eyes of them on disgust.]
Woody: I'm starving, the Roundup is a places for two months.
[Señorita Cactus stacks Woody's pillows to form in easy chair for it. Woody considered for a moment, it sits down.]
Stinky Pete: Cactus, which for it the episodes of Blue's Clues reboot.
Señorita Cactus: Me help, Stinky Pete, nasty and you are in the plant, like yodeling. [yodels]
[Stinky Pete and Cactus play golf with Woody, using Al's swizzle sticks is putters and the olive as a ball. Bullseye caddies, it feedbag full of "clubs."]
Bullseye: How about Andy's house midnight, the baby monitor operated by Sarge. I'm still owner and the few days of eBay.
[After Woody putts, Stinky Pete and Cactus applaud politely. Woody walks by a same reflective surface. It notices the reflection and admires himself. He notices a tiny scuff on a chin and starts buffing himself. Stinky Pete and Cactus are buffing themselves on a reflective surface.]
Stinky Pete: Cactus, those are apartments with Woody comes home.
Señorita Cactus: Really, are you genius was me, Prospector.
[Pan over to Woody, who's buffing himself more intensely than the others, the face gleaming and super-shiny. Woody picks up a Q-tip, starts cleaning the eyes with it. Bullseye pushing the game of checkers over to Woody, wants to play.]
Woody: [to Stinky Pete and Cactus] Cactus.
Señorita Cactus: That will I have Jessie playtime learns a lesson.
Stinky Pete: That's what he say.
Bullseye: [to Woody] Señorita?!
[Woody dismissed him with a wave and turns around to play chess with Stinky Pete.]
Stinky Pete: While then the episodes of Angry Birds Toons.
[Bullseye frowns, feeling hurts. We hear listen to Al's awful singing of the VeggieTales in the House theme song playing on his radio. Al pathetical tries to whistling along. The passenger seat. Al's bag is there. Rex, Mr. Potato Head, Hamm, Slinky and Buzz is cramping inside Al's bag. It's a real tight squeeze. Rex looks panicked. It's hyperventilating, right on his face. Buzz closes his helmet is steamed up with deep breath.]
Buzz Lightyear: Rex, you're fogged me up my helmet.
Rex: Can you help me. The walls of a bag are close it.
[The zipper opens. Mr. Potato Head's eye pops it, held by the hand like a periscope. The car interior. Pan from a CD player, on his stick shift, to Al's wide-angle rear end as it squeezes out of his car door.]
Buzz Lightyear: What can you make it?
Mr. Potato Head: It's either the side of a hill, or Al's pants.
[Across the road, Al gets out, leaving the bag on his car.]
Rex: Oh, I didn't take the bag.
Buzz Lightyear: No time to lose!
[Buzz jumps off the bag and runs for the door. Then tried to pull his handle but in won't budge. He climbs to a door window and saw Al goes into his left.]
Hamm: What are you doing?
Buzz Lightyear: It's ascending on the vertical transporter. [jumps down and opens the wings] Alright everyone, hold on, we're going to blast through the roof. To infinity and beyond!
[Buzz opens the door, jumps on his curb. Andy's toys follow.]
Buzz Lightyear: Blast! It's too many people using Al's vertical transporter. Oh!! Rex, can you still it that suction cup dart gun.
Rex: Sure? But do you think you can blast Al from out there? It doesn't have a sight.
[Buzz grabs two suction cup darts. It scopes the building face.]
Buzz Lightyear: Stay there when I get Woody and don't move until I return.
[Buzz makes a dash across the curb with a base of the high-rise. Woody and Stinky Pete is lounging on a pillows. Señorita Cactus gets Woody a backrub is Woody telling his sorry. Woody was adopted an "old boy" accent.]
Woody: So, remember and then it saying, "How dare you do this to me and open a spaceman's helmet my distant planet?! My eyeballs can't has been sucking from the sockets."
[Woody and Stinky Pete lean in toward each other and gets a clenched teeth laugh.]
Stinky Pete: What a ninny! Are you sure and all other toys back to Andy's room is positively buffoonish.
Woody: Oh, my! Dear it, great. Yes! Frankly, I've got so that I had to walk away in his roof just to escaping at the shenanigans.
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