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[It was a Western town, saloons, and clock ticking. The bank robber steps towards at Woody, acting the gun.]
Bank Robber: They tell me you the fastest gun in the Wild West. Not so fast, Sheriff. How fast you are. Now. Draw! [drops gun, drops broom, imitates gunshots] You gonna kidding me, you no-good sidewinder. [imitates gunshots, falling apart] I'm dying. You got me.
[The jail building and crashes the walls.]
Bank Robber: Holy mo.
[A glass rattling, Woody drops glass and Andy wearing a cowboy hat himself, and picks up Woody.]
Andy: You saved the day again, Woody. [pulls Woody's string]
Woody: [voice-box] You're my favorite deputy.
[Business was booming as usual in Andy's room. He uses his jump-rope-like lasso to wrangle up boxes with cows drawn on them; he puts Woody on RC and drives him right into a box with a cow.]
Andy: Hey, cowboy!
[Andy places Woody on his top of the stairwell banister allows doll to slide the downstairs. Andy races ahead and catches him. Andy and Woody fall into the La-Z-Boy chair and spins around. Andy uses the La-Z-Boy footrest as a catapult. Andy flings Woody flies the room to the couch. Woody lies down on the couch when Andy's heard speaks to his mother.]
Mrs. Davis: What did you think?!
Andy: This looks great, Mom.
Mrs. Davis: Okay, birthday boy.
Andy: We saw it at the store. I told you for get it. Look at this. That's so great. Oh, my gosh. You got it.
Mrs. Davis: It sure is. It was a few minute delivery from eBay packages and husband. [counting the seats] One, two, three, four. Yep, I think she's going to be enough.
Andy: Can you leave these up until we me?
Mrs. Davis: Honey? Now get her Molly. Your friends is going to be here few minutes.
Andy: Okay. [takes Woody] It's party time, Woody! Yee-haw!
[Andy and Woody enter the room. Molly bangs Mr. Potato Head on her crib railing. Andy tips Woody's hat.]
Andy: Howdy, Ma'am. Drop it, little lady. [Molly drops Mr. Potato Head]
[He deposits Woody lying down on his bed and pulls his string.]
Woody: [voice-box] Somebody's poisoned the waterhole!
Andy: [picking up Molly] Come on, Molly, you're getting heavy. See you later, Woody.
[Andy exits. Woody's eyes comes. He sits up, his expression changing smiles to worry.]
Woody: [to himself] Oh, shit! The birthday party's today?! How can I tell me us. [to everyone] Okay, everyone. The coast is clear.
[Everyone comes to the room. First, RC comes out of the closet, Lenny comes out of the shelf, then Mr. Shark comes out of Andy's chest. Mr. Potato Head, on his body parts on the floor, sits himself upright and sits up.]
Mr. Potato Head: Holy mo. On his the box. Teenagers are up and are we supposed saying babysitting Princess Drool. Oh, shit! That's not wrong. That's not body parts. Oh, wait! I'm a body parts. That where it is.
[Business was really booming as usual in Andy's room. RC whirrs Robot and Snake, then past the Toddle Tots' Fire Truck as the Tots jumps in. Hamm, the piggy bank, flips one last penny into his coin slot. Mr. Potato Head walks over. All his facial pieces is a wrong slots.]
Mr. Potato Head: Hey, look!
Hamm: Guess what?
Mr. Potato Head: Hamm. I'm Picasso! Pablo! The Backyardigans!
Hamm: I don't get it. I'm going to watching Dora the Explorer. [walks away]
Mr. Potato Head: Oh, yeah?!? What are you doing in the art? You uncultured swine! [to himself] What are you looking and you, Hockey Puck? Well, there's a obviously.
[Mr. Potato Head walks away, revealing a Hockey Puck figurine. Woody sits on his bed observes all the activity. It turns to a plastic green army man, Sarge, standing on drawer.]
Woody: [watches the business as usual] Oh, no! My bother me, watching the Nintendo Direct for 2018. [to Sarge] Hey, Sarge, do you seen Slinky?
Sarge: Sir, yes, sir!
Woody: Okay. Thanks. At ease, soldier. [hops off the bed] Slinky?
Slinky: Woody.
[Woody was posing on the bed, and an annoying expression.]
Woody: [annoyed] Now what?
Slinky: Woody, I'm have a little different.
Woody: Slink, how hard can something me.
Slinky: Right over here. [pulls out a checkers board from under the bed, complete with pieces] I'm red this time.
Woody: No, Slink.
Slinky: Alright, you can be, I understand.
Woody: Not now, Slink. Please. I've got some bad news.
Slinky: Bad news? Okay. [realizes] BAD NEWS?!
Woody: [covers Slink's mouth] Shut up, Slink! [checks behind himself to see if nobody heard him; unfortunately, they did; facepalms] Slinky, just gather everyone up for a staff meeting and be happy. About too.
Slinky: Okay. [trudges off]
Woody: Come on, Mr. Positive, I got it. [Slinky Dog forces a laugh as he leaves; to everyone] Staff meeting, everyone. Robot, Snake, podium duty.
[Snake hides under the bed.]
Robot: Oh, no! I don't. I do anything this together. [leaves to go get the podium ready]
Woody: Hey, Etch. Draw!! [Etch "draws" a gun, then writes "bang" under it] No! Got me sidewinder. Etch, you've been working in that draw. Fastest knobs in the Wild West. Indeed. [Etch erases the drawing and writes "Thanks!"; to himself] How does he do it.
Slinky: Got a staff meeting, everyone! Come on, let's go.
Troll: How do you she thingy, Slink.
Mr. Potato Head: Podium duty, Troll.
[Robot and Snake makes a podium made out of Legos and a Tinker Toy tub while Woody searches the floor.]
Woody: Where was that? [realizes] Oh. [grabs his doodle pad, right in front of the crib] Who moves doodle pad way over there... [Rex leaps before Woody]
Rex: ROOOAAAWWWR!!
Woody: How are you doing?
Rex: I did my best! Did I scared? Just tell me the truth. I can't handle it, so.
Woody: I have cheeseburgers scarier than that. [walks away, taking his pad with him]
Rex: Shucks! I'm always gonna be scary, I'm just came off is the annoying collectible.
Woody: Just start with scaring the smaller toys at the work on the top. [choking] Ow! Oh, Bo. Hi.
Bo Peep: Thanks for saving my flock.
Woody: It ain't nothing.
Bo Peep: What say I get to someone else to watch over the sheep tonight? [a blushing Woody chuckles] Remember, I'm just a few blocks away.
[Woody was left lovestruck. All the toys in the room is filing past Slinky.]
Slinky: Come on, come on. Smaller toys up front. [the Troikas form a line from big to small] Hey, Woody, come on. You coming.
Woody: Oh, yeah. [heads to the podium; Mr. Mike clears his throat] Thanks, Mike. [to the crowd] Okay. [hears the feedback] Whoa, whoa! Stand back, little bit. [Mike steps away]
Hamm: [on a shelf near a windowsill] Come on.
Woody: There you go. Thank you. [blows into the mic] Hello? Check. That better. Great. Everyone hear me? Up on his shelf. Can you hear me? [Dolly, Duckie, and Teddy, who are on the desk, nod] Great. Okay. First item today. Oh, yeah. Anyone picked a moving buddy.
Hamm: Moving buddy. It can't be seriously.
Rex: I didn't know are we supposed to have one already. I hadn't know that.
Mr. Potato Head: [holding his left arm] Do you have to hold hands, you know. [clatters his teeth as everyone else laughs]
Woody: Oh, yeah. You guys think this isn't the big joke. We've only got one week left behind the move. I don't wanna anymore, let's see. Has anyone it any toys left behind. [Mr. Potato Head slaps Roly Poly Clown with his dismembered arm] A moving buddy. If you don't have anyone. Now, get one! Next up. [checks his doodle pad] Tuesday Night's Plastic Corrosion Awareness Meeting was, supposedly, a big success. And we want to thank Mr. Spell for put that for us. Thank you, Mr. Spell.
Mr. Spell: [simultaneously] You're welcome.
Woody: Okay. Yes. Next up, [checks his doodle pad] one minor note here. [barely audible] Andy's birthday party has been moved, in today. [full voice] Next up have.
Mr. Potato Head: Wait a minute here. [takes off his ears, blows on them, rubs them together, and puts them back on] The birthday's what?
Andy's Toys: What?!
Rex: What?! What do you mean the party's today?! Has birthday is not until next week in.
Hamm: What's going on down there? Is his mommy losing her mind?!
Mr. Potato Head: He would even invite us! How can be. You know would can loved me.
Woody: Everyone, Andy's mom just wanted to have the party has moved it. I'm not worried. You shouldn't be.
Mr. Potato Head: [pushing half the crowd aside] Of course Woody ain't worried. He's been Andy's favourite since he started Kindergarten! Or, wait, maybe it would a Christmas present at it.
Slinky: Come now, Potato Head. If Woody says you would take it word for me, then, well, darn it! It's good enough for me to take them word for it. [While Slink is speaking, Potato turns to Mr. Spell, points back with Slink, takes him mouth off and taps it against his Tater Tush; Mr. Spell forces a "Har-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha"] Woody's never steered us wrong before it.
Woody: Thanks, Slinky. [to everyone else] Every birthday and every Christmas would behave like this.
Rex: But suppose Andy's gets the other dinosaur. A mean one. I'll be REPLACED! I JUST DON'T THINK CAN'T TAKE THAT KIND OF REJECTION!!
Woody: Hey, listen, no one's gets replaced. This is Andy we're talking about. [hops off the podium] It doesn't matter how much we're played with. [realizes that, walks away, he is held back by a force; motions for Mr. Mike has moves along, to which it does] What matters the most is that we're here for him while he needs to play with us. That what we're made it?
Hamm: Pardon me. Not to break up the staff meeting.
Woody: What are you waiting for?
Hamm: Well then, [glances out the window] THEY'RE HERE! BIRTHDAY GUESTS ARRIVES AT THREE-O-CLOCK!!
[Everyone screamed upon heard this! A confused Woody turning to it.]
Woody: Stay calm, everyone. [everyone runs past him and on his shelf; Lenny is a last one to climb up] Never mind. Meeting adjourned.
[The toys all crowd around the bedroom window, he tries to get a peek outside.]
Hamm: Oh boy. Would you take a look at all these presents?
Mr. Potato Head: I can't see a thing! [takes off his eyes and moves it over everyone else]
Hamm: [shakes his head] Yes, sir, we're next month's garage sale victims for sure.
Rex: [panicked] Any dinosaur-shaped one?!
Mr. Potato Head: Who cares about dinosaurs? Have at Hasbro?!
Hamm: Oh, my god, they're all in boxes, you idiot.
Rex: They're getting bigger!
Slinky: Wait! There's a nice, little one over there! [the kid holds a gift turns around to reveal he's a 4-feet long; all the toys scream and close the blinds]
Mr. Spell: Spell... "Trash Can".
Rex: I'm doomed!
Woody: [facepalms] Alright, alright, ALRIGHT! [everyone stares at it] If I send down the troops, will you all calm down?!
Rex: YES! YES, WE PROMISE!!
Woody: OKAY! Sheesh. Save your batteries.
Mr. Potato Head: [putting his eye back on] Okay, I've got it, unless you have it batteries.
Hamm: Very good, Woody. He's a old noodle.
[Woody gets on his bed, where it once was, and faces Sarge.]
Woody: Sergeant.
Sarge: Yes, sir!
Woody: Establish your recon post downstairs. Code Red! You know what to do.
Sarge: [salutes] You can count on me, sir! [jumps onto the bucket of his clones] Alright, you heard him. Code red, I repeat, we're all at code red. Recon plan Charlie, it is to be executed down in here. [every soldier hops out of his bucket] LET'S MOVE IT! MOVE IT! MOVE IT! MOVE IT! MOVE IT!
[Some soldiers head out of the hallway, Sarge sings "Cadence" by The Green Machine; then the rest of his followed, carrying a baby monitor, hiding behind the stair rails. Sarge gets a look downstairs through his binoculars. Sarge signaled two of his paratroopers to jump down. The paratroopers jumped, activated their parachutes, and landed right in the floor, right near the kitchen. Using the jumprope, the rest slides into action. Meanwhile, the soldiers were near the kitchen when Mrs. Davis steps. Sarge gets up and motions for everyone one of the clones to get on his plant. It was then Sarge have a choice: save the soldier, or get on with the mission. So it took the soldier by the hand. Sarge then signaled the others to lower his monitor and carrying it to a nearby plant. As Sarge headed for the plant, it chanted his general's message to himself, and he saw a Luxo Ball bouncing. He had hurried to a plant, handed his injured comrade on his others and climbed inside. While the wounded soldier is being healed, and with his monitor turned on, Sarge peeks out from on his plant and looks on his presents. Upstairs, Woody was waiting for a report.]
Sarge: [over monitor] Come in, Mother Bird. This is Alpha Bravo.
Woody: Okay, everyone, quiet, this is it!
Sarge: [over monitor] Alright. Andy's opening a first present now.
Mr. Potato Head: [chanting] Mrs. Potato Head. Mrs. Potato Head. Mrs. Potato Head. [to Rex] I can dream, can't I?
Sarge: [over monitor] The bow's coming off and torn open the wrapping paper. It's a, it's, it's a, a lunchbox. It's a lunchbox it just got.
Woody & Mr. Potato Head: A lunchbox?
Slinky: For lunch! What else! [laughs]
Sarge: [over monitor] Okay, second present. It looks to be... Okay, it's bedsheets.
Mr. Potato Head: Who invited that kid?!
[Sarge is busy watching the present pile go down. After many more presents, includes a card game, a toothbrush, some posters, an alarm clock, a lamp, a toy chest, a wall watch, a mobile, and a trash can.]
Mrs. Davis: Only one left.
Sarge: [over monitor] Okay, we're on the last present now.
Woody: Is it Super Smash Bros. Ultimate!?
Sarge: [over monitor] No, it's a big one. [everyone holds their breath] It's a board game! Repeat. Battleship!
Andy's Toys: JACKPOT!!
Hamm: [slaps the pieces off of Potato] Alright.
Mr. Potato Head: Hey, watch it!
Hamm: Sorry there, Spudhead.
Sarge: [turns to his men] Mission complete. Good job, men. Pack it up, we're going home.
Woody: So did I tell you. Nothing to worry about.
Slinky: I knew you were right the whole time, Woody. Never doubted you for a second.
Mrs. Davis: Wait a minute. What do we have here?
[Sarge lifts his binoculars back to his eyes. Mrs. Davis can it seen opens his closet and pulls out of the present.]
Sarge: Excuse me. Turn THAT THING BACK ON! [over monitor] Come in, Mother Bird! Come in, Mother Bird! Mrs. Davis is pulled a surprise present on the closet. Any's opening it. It's really excited about that one. [kids cheering] It's a huge package. Get outta the way. One of the kids on his way. I see it. [Andy's toys didn't know what it is] It's a...
[The children gasping.]
Andy: Oh, my gosh!
Friends: It's Buzz Lightyear! [cheering]
[The sound of children chattering emits in a monitor, cuts off Sarge.]
Rex: Hey, guess what? It's a what?! [shakes the table] WHAT IS IT?!
[Rex grabs a leg of his nightstand and shakes it, makes the monitor drop on his floor. The impact causes the batteries to roll out.]
Rex: Oh, no!
Mr. Potato Head: Oh, you big lizard! Now we'll never find out what it is!
Hamm: Way to go, Rex!
Woody: Oh, no! Turn him around! Turn him around!
Hamm: It's putting him of the backwards! There, you're putting it on backwards.
Woody: Plus is positive, minus is negative. Let me!
Andy: [running past the plant] Let's go to the room, guys!
Sarge: RED ALERT! RED ALERT! ANDY IS TAKING HIS UPSTAIRS!
Woody: [puts his last battery back on] There!
Sarge: [over monitor] It's a junior invasion! You didn't hear me?! Repeat. Resume your positions now!
Woody: Andy's coming, everyone. Back to your places. Hurry!
[The toys panic and scattering about the room.]
Hamm: Get to your places! Get to your places!
Mr. Potato Head: Where's my ear? [to Mr. Spell] Who's seen my ear? Do you see my ear?
Rex: [to Lenny] Out of my way! Here I come! Here I come!
[Time is runs out. As Andy and the friends reach the stairs, Rocky sits near the door, Lenny reaches the shelf, and Woody lying down on his bed. The door slams open as all the kids runs around!]
Friend #1: [offscreen] Hey, look! On his lasers light up.
Andy: [offscreen] Take that, Zurg!
Friend #2: [offscreen] Quick, make a space! [pushes Woody off the bed and puts a spaceship box on his place] It is where the spaceship lands.
Andy: [offscreen] And you press his back and it does a karate chop action.
Mrs. Davis: [offscreen] Okay, kids! It's time for games. We got prizes.
Andy: [offscreen] Alright!
[Andy's friends all run out as fast as they enters, slams the door behind him. The toys slowly come to life and make his way toward on his bed.]
Mr. Potato Head: What is that?
Bo Peep: Can you see it?
Slinky: What the heck is this up there?
Rex: Woody, who's up there with you?
[Woody crawls out with under the bed. The toys is shocked to discover it there.]
Slinky: Woody, what are you doing under the bed?
Woody: Uh, nothing. Uh, nothing. I'm sure Andy is a just little excited. Too much cake and ice cream. It's just a mistake.
Mr. Potato Head: That mistake was sitting to your spot, Woody.
Rex: [gasps] Have you been replaced?
Woody: Hey, what did I tell you early? Nobody is getting replaced. Now let's all be polite, and give whatsoever it is up there a nice, big Andy's room welcome.
[Woody climbs up on the bed, peeking over the edge. His eyes widen at the sight of Buzz Lightyear, an expensive looks space age action figure, covered with buttons and stickers in head to toe. The imposes G.I. Joe-sized doll stands heroically on his center of the bed, the back to Woody. Woody gulps. Buzz comes alive and looks around. When the bedroom a Darth Vader breathing sound. Buzz eyes it all suspiciously and presses a button.]
Buzz Lightyear: Buzz Lightyear mission log, star-date 9-0-4. I've hyperspace from the strange planet. [presses a button] Star Command: Do you read me? [gasps] My ship! [runs away and from the box] Blast! This until weeks to repair. [opens his communicator] Mission log, all signs on this planet, sector 12. [hopping] Terrain looks unstable. No readout yet it the air is breathable. And there seems to be no sign of intelligent life anywhere. [closes his communicator]
Woody: Hello?
Buzz Lightyear: Hi-yah!
Woody: AAAAAAAHH! Whoa! Hey! Whoa! Whoa! Did I find you? Didn't I mean, I'm sorry. Howdy, my friend.
Buzz Lightyear: Name for the sheriff.
Woody: Hey! My name is Woody, and this is Andy's room. That's all I wanted to say. And also, there has been a bit of his mix-up. This is my spot. See the bed there.
Buzz Lightyear: [turns off his laser and sees Woody's badge] Local law enforcement. How about time you got it. I am Buzz Lightyear, Space Ranger, Universe Protection Unit member. My ship is crash-landed here it is a mistake.
Woody: See? I agree! This--is my spot!
Buzz Lightyear: Well, the sooner I repair my ship, the sooner I leave your spot. My ship's wing is all dented. You happened to have anything to hang it on?
Woody: Well then, let's see. We got double-A's.
Buzz Lightyear: Watch yourself! [shoves Woody down on his bed and re-activates of wrist lasering sound] Halt! Who goes there?
Rex: Don't shoot! It's okay, we're all friends.
Buzz Lightyear: [to Woody] Do you know those life-forms?
Woody: Yes! They all other toys.
Buzz Lightyear: All right, guys, you're clear to come up. [walks over to the toys] I am Buzz Lightyear. I come in peace.
Rex: [shakes Buzz's hand] Oh, I'm so glad you're not a dinosaur, which I thought you were going to be!
Buzz Lightyear: Why, thank you! [pulls away] Now, thank you all for your welcome.
Rex: Say, what's that button do, sir?
Buzz Lightyear: I'll show you. [presses a button on the chest; voice-box] Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!
Andy's Toys: Wow!
Slinky: Hey, Woody's got something like that. He is a pull-string.
Mr. Potato Head: Only it seems like a car ran over it.
Hamm: Oh, yeah. But not like it. This is a quality sound system. Probably all copper wires. So where are you from? Singapore? Hong Kong?
Buzz Lightyear: Well, no. Actually, I'm stationed up on the Gamma Quadrant for Sector 4. Is the member of the elite Universe Protection Unit of the Space Ranger Corporations, from time to time, I protected the galaxy from the threaded of invasion with Evil Emperor Zurg, the sworn enemy of the Galatic Alliance.
Mr. Potato Head: Oh, well. I'm from Playskool.
Rex: I'm from Mattel. I'm not really from Mattel, I'm actually in a smaller company of a purchased on his leveraged buyout. I don't real understand the financials.
Woody: [walks over to Bo Peep] You think they never seen a old toy before.
Bo Peep: Oh, sure, look at it. It's got more gadgets on it then a swell army knife.
Slinky: 'Scuse me, Lightyear, what's that button this? [presses a laser button]
Buzz Lightyear: Ah-ah-ah! Please be careful. You don't wanna be in the way whenever my laser goes off.
Slinky: My bad.
Mr. Potato Head: Wow! A laser? How come you don't have a laser, Woody?!
Woody: There's not a laser! It's just a little light bulb that blinks.
Hamm: What's with him?
Mr. Potato Head: Laser envy.
Hamm: [to Mr. Potato Head] Agreed.
Woody: Alright, that's enough! Look, we're all very impression with his favourite toy.
Buzz Lightyear: Toy?
Woody: T-O-Y. Toy!
Buzz Lightyear: Excuse me, I think the word you're searching for is space ranger.
Woody: The word I'm searching for this can't said because there's preschool toys present.
Mr. Potato Head: Getting kind of tense, are you.
Rex: Hey, Mr. Lightyear, I'm curiously. What does a space ranger actually do?
Woody: It's not a Space Ranger! It doesn't fight evil and shoot lasers with a fly.
Buzz Lightyear: Excuse me.
[Buzz calmly hits a button and wings pop out. Again the toys gasp in awe.]
Hamm: Impressive wingspan! Very good.
Woody: Oh, God. [taking one of Buzz's wings] These are plastic. It can't fly.
Buzz Lightyear: They're a trillium-carbonic alley, he can fly.
Woody: No, I can't.
Buzz Lightyear: Yes we can.
Woody: I can't.
Buzz Lightyear: Can.
Woody: Can't! Can't! Can't!
Buzz Lightyear: Now, I'll tell you, I can fly around the room in a eyes close.
Woody: Alright then, Mr. Lightyear, provided it.
Buzz Lightyear: Alright, I will. [to Andy's toys] Stand back, everyone!
[Andy's toys make room for Buzz as it heads toward the edge of the bed and climbs up the bedpost. It poses like a high diver, and shuts the eyes.]
Buzz Lightyear: Here I go. To infinity, and beyond!
[Buzz leaps off his bed and plummets straight down, hits a big rubber ball and bounces right back up. It then lands on his Hot Wheels car, which races it down the track, through the loop, and off a ramp. Buzz soars upward into the plane mobile hanging in a ceiling. Buzz becomes wedged between the plane's wheels. The impact turns on his plane's motor makes it and Buzz spins around. Andy's toys watch on his bed, mesmerized. Finally, the centrifugal force causes Buzz to separate with a plane, sailing it across the room toward the bed. Buzz makes a perfect landing right in front of Woody and then opens the eyes.]
Buzz Lightyear: See? Can.
[Andy's toys rush Buzz, cheering and Mr. Potato Head clapping while adoration.]
Rex: Whoa! Wow, you flew magnificently.
Bo Peep: I found my moving buddy.
Buzz Lightyear: Thank you, Sheriff. Thank you all. Thank you, very much.
Woody: That ain't flying. That was falling always in the style.
Mr. Potato Head: Man, the dolls must really go for you. Can you teach me how to fly?
Slinky: [laughs] Golly Bob howdy!
Woody: Shut up! You know, on a couple of few days, everything will it just the way in wasn't, we see. We see. I'm still Andy's favourite toy.
[Andy's toys chattered. A musical montage after Andy's birthday, jumping up and down on his bed, running around the room. Andy sets Woody down on his floor. Next, it lands Buzz Lightyear on his floor opposite Woody. Andy shoots his laser with Woody and then smacks Woody across the room is it he's been blown away by the laser.]
Andy: Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!
[Woody observes all a cowboy-themed items on a bedroom transformed to space motif, the posters, the drawings on his wall, the pillow, the bedspread. Buzz watches Rex executing a wimpy roar. A space ranger suggesting in few tips for a dinosaur. Rex tries again, this time gives a Jurassic Park roaring sound effect. Woody passes Etch-a-Sketch, who's sports a portrait of Buzz. Woody looks across the room with Buzz combs Troll's hair, chats away like a hairdresser. Woody angrily shaking Etch, removes Buzz's image. Mr. Potato Head attempts to lift in Tinkertoy barbell until ends up tumbles backwards, leaves the arms connected on his barbell. In frustrated, Woody kicks the checkerboard, sends the pieces flying out. One of the checkers ricochets off his dresser and boomerangs for Woody's mouth. On his bed, Buzz pets Slinky whose back end as stretched over to the other side with Woody sits down. Slinky's wags tail whacks Woody on his face repeated. Woody shoves Slinky's rear end off his bed, leaves the front end no choice until the eventually follow. In bedtime, Andy loading the toys into his chest until just Woody and Buzz is left. It deliberates is to which toy to keep and which to toss with a chest. Andy's sleeping sound, with Buzz tucking under the covers next to it. Woody peeks out in them from a chest. Woody looks sadly sinks back in the chest, closes his lid and cuts to black. All is clear, it no sign of Andy. He opens his lid of his chest.]
Woody: Ah, finally! [deep breaths] Who's got my hat are you?
Shark: [pops over; wearing Woody's hat] Hey look, I'm Woody! Howdy folks, howdy there! Howdy, howdy...
Woody: Hey! [takes the hat] Give me that, that's mine! [leaps out of his chest]
Buzz Lightyear: Say there, Lizard Man and Stretchy Dog, let it show you something us. It looks is I though has been accepted in your pop culture. Your chief Andy inscribed it name in me.
Rex: Wow, with permanent it, too.
Buzz Lightyear: Well, I just get back to repaired my ship. [walks away]
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