Toy Story 2

Buzz Lightyear mission log.

All signs point to this planet

as the location of Zurg's fortress...

but there seems to be no sign

of intelligent life anywhere.

Come to me, my prey.

To infinity and beyond!

So, we meet again, Buzz Lightyear,

for the last time.

Not today, Zurg!

- Oh, no! No! No, no, no, no, no!

- Oh! You almost had it.

- I'm never gonna defeat Zurg!

- Sure you will, Rex.

- In fact, you're

a better Buzz than I am.

- But look at my little arms!

I can't press the fire button

and jump at the same time!

Where is it, where is it?

Where is it?

- Uh, Woody?

- Huh?

Oh! Hang on, cowboy.

- Woody, are you all right?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, Buzz.

Okay, here's your list of things

to do while I'm gone.

Batteries need to be changed.

Toys at the bottom of the chest

need to be rotated.

Oh, and make sure everyone attends

Mr Spell's seminar on what to do

if you or part of you is swallowed.

- Okay? Okay. Good, okay.

- Woody, you haven't found

your hat yet, have you?

No! And Andy's leaving

for cowboy camp any minute,

and I can't find it anywhere!

Don't worry, Woody.

In just a few hours you'll be

sitting around a campfire with Andy...

making delicious hot "sch'moes."

- They're called s'mores, Buzz.

- Right. Right. Of course.

- Has anyone found Woody's hat yet?

- Keep looking, men! Dig deeper!

Negatory! Still searching!

The lawn gnome next door says it's not

in the yard, but he'll keep lookin'.

It's not in Molly's room.

We've looked everywhere.

- I found it!

- You found my hat?

Your hat? No!

The missus lost her earring.

- Oh, my little sweet potato!

- Oh, you found it!

Oh, it's so nice to have

a big, strong spud around the house.

Oh, great. That's just great. This'll be

the first year I miss cowboy camp,

all because of my stupid hat.

- Woody, look under your boot.

- Don't be silly.

My hat is not under my boot.

- Would you just look?

- Oh! You see? No hat.

- Just the word "Andy."

- Uh-huh.

And the boy who wrote that would take

you to camp, with or without your hat.

I'm sorry, Bo. It's just that I've

been looking forward to this all year.

- It's my one time with just me and Andy.

- You're cute when you care.

Bo, not in front of Buzz.

Let him look.

Miss Peep! Your sheep!

Hey, kids, this is Al from Al's Toy Barn

and I'm sittin'on some good deals here.

Ow! I think I'm feeling

a deal hatching right now!

Whoa! Let's see what we got. We got

boats for a buck, beanies for a buck...

- Rex, turn it off! Someone's gonna hear!

- Which one is off?

Buck, buck, buck! And that's cheap,

cheap, cheap! So hurry on down...

For cryin' out loud, it's this one!

- I despise that chicken.

- Fellas!

Fellas! Okay, I got some good news

and I got some bad news.

- Go ahead, tell us!

- What news?

- The good news is,

I found your hat, Woody.

- My hat! Oh!

Slink, thank you!

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

- Where'd you find it?

- Well, that's the bad news.

- Oh! It's Buster!

- Canine alert!

Man your battle stations!

Let's move, move, move!

Woody! Hide, quick!

Okay, okay, okay. Okay! Okay!

You found me! Buster! All right!

- Hey, how did he do, Hamm?

- Eh, looks like a new record.

Okay, boy, sit.

Reach for the sky.

Gotcha!

Ohh! Great job, boy.

Who's gonna miss me

while I'm gone, huh?

Who's gonna miss me?

Who's gonna miss me?

- Andy, you got all your stuff?

- Okay. Have a good weekend, everybody.

- I'll see you Sunday night.

- It's in my room!

Stick 'em up!

I guess

we'll work on that later.

- Woody, ready to go to cowboy camp?

- Andy, honey, come on.

- Five minutes, and we're leavin'.

- Five minutes. Hmm.

Help, help! Somebody help me!

Let her go,

evil Dr Pork Chop!

Never!

You must choose, Sheriff Woody.

How shall she die?

Shark, or death by monkeys?

- Choose!

- I choose Buzz Lightyear!

- What? That's not a choice!

- To infinity and beyond!

- I'll save you, Miss Peep!

- My hero!

- Thanks, Buzz.

- No problem, buddy.

You should never tangle

with the unstoppable duo

of Woody and Buzz Lightyear!

Oh, no.

Andy, let's go!

Molly's already in her car seat.

- But, Mom, Woody's arm ripped.

- Oh, no.

- Maybe we can fix him on the way.

- No, just leave him.

I'm sorry, honey,

but you know toys don't last forever.

- What happened?

- Woody's been shelved.

Andy.

- Woody?

- Woody?

Honey, are you okay?

Yee-haw! Ride 'em, cowboy! Whoo!

- He's back? Hey, everybody!

- Yeah, giddy-up! Yeah, giddy-up!

- Andy's back!

He's back early from cowboy camp!

- Places, everybody! Andy's comin'!

Yeah!

Hey, Woody, did you miss me?

Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up!

Ride 'em, cowboy!

Oh. I forgot.

You're broken.

I don't wanna play with you any more.

No! Andy! No!

No, Andy, no!

Andy! Andy! Andy!

Bye, Woody.

No, no! Andy!

- Wheezy, is that you?

- Hey, Woody.

What are you doing up here?

I thought Mom took you to get

your squeaker fixed months ago.

- Andy was so upset.

- Nah.

She just told him that to calm him down

and then put me on the shelf.

- Well, why didn't you yell for help?

- Well, I tried squeakin'.

But I'm still broken.

No one could hear me.

Besides, the dust

aggravates my condition.

What's the point

in prolonging the inevitable?

We're all just one stitch away

from here to there.

"Yard sale."

Yard sale?

Yard sale! Guys, wake up, wake up!

There's a yard sale outside!

- Yard sale?

- Sarge! Emergency roll call!

Sir, yes, sir! Red alert!

All civilians fall in position now!

Single file!

Let's move, move, move!

- Hamm.

- Here.

- Potato Head, Mr and Mrs.

- Here.

Troikas. Check.

Check, check, check, check.

- I hate yard sales.

- Slinky.

Someone's coming!

Okay, let's see what's up here.

Bye, Woody.

Wheezy! Oh, come on.

Think, think, Woody.

Think, think, think... Oh!

Hey, here, boy!

Here, Buster! Up here!

No. No, no...

No, no, no!

Okay, boy, to the yard sale!

Hyah!

- What's goin' on?

- Woody!

- He's nuts!

- His arm ain't that bad.

Don't do it, Woody!

We love you!

Careful on the steps now.

- Hi. Can I help you?

- Okay, boy, let's go.

And keep it casual.

Not that casual.

- Piggy bank comin' through.

Comin through.

- Hey, let me see.

- Is he out there?

- Can you see him?

- There he is.

- Oh! He's getting in the box!

- He's sellin' himself for   cents!

- Oh, Woody, you're worth more than that.

- Hold on, hold on, hold on.

He's got something.

- It's Wheezy!

- Wheezy?

- Wheezy?

Hey! It's not suicide!

It's a rescue!

Good boy, Buster.

Hold still.

- There. There you go, pal.

- Bless you, Woody.

All right, now,

back to Andy's room. Hyah!

- Way to go, cowboy.

- Yea, Woodster!

- Golly bob howdy!

Woody! I-I'm slippin'!

Mommy! Mommy, look! Look at this!

Mommy, look, it's a cowboy dolly!

- Hey, that's not her toy!

- No, no, no, no, no!

- What's that little gal

think she's doin'?

- Mommy, Mommy!

- Can we get it, please? Mommy, please?

- Oh, honey, you don't want this toy.

It's broken.

There's a snake in my boot.

Original hand-painted face.

Natural-dyed, blanket-stitched vest!

Hmm. A little rip. Fixable.

Oh, if only you had your

hand-stitched, polyvinyl hat!

I found him!

I found him, I found him!

Buster! Quiet down!

Excuse me. Can I help you?

- Uh, how much for all this stuff?

- Yeah, you can help take his paws

off my pal.

I'll give you, eh,   cents

for all this junk.

- Oh, now, h-how did this get down here?

- Just hand her the sheriff.

- Oh, a pro.

- Nice and easy.

- Very well. Five dollars.

- I'm sorry. It's an old family toy.

- Now just walk away.

- Wait!

- The other way.

- Uh, I'll give you   bucks for him.

- Fifty bucks ain't bad.

- It's not for sale.

Everything's for sale.

O-Or trade.

- Uh, you like my watch?

- Sorry.

- He's safe.

- Way to go, Andy's mom!

- Whew. That was close.

- All right! She showed him.

- But, lady...

- Molly, don't touch that, please.

- Lady. Lady. Lady!

Yeah, go home, Mr Fancy Car.

- Oh.

- Hold on.

- What's up?

- Molly?

- What is it, Buzz?

- Molly! I'll be right here, sweetie.

- Oh! What now?

- What's happening down there?

- What's goin' on down there?

- What's he doin'?

- I can't watch!

- Can someone cover my eyes?

- Oh, no. He's stealing Woody!

- What?

- Stealin'... W-Wait!

- He can't take Woody! It's illegal!

- Where's he goin'?

- Somebody do somethin'!

Buzz!

Get him, Buzz.

Okay, where's the red jacket?

Why would someone steal Woody?

All right, let's review this

one more time.

At precisely :  -ish,

Exhibit "A"...Woody... was kidnapped.

Exhibit "B":

Composite sketch of the kidnapper.

- Nah, that's not him.

- He didn't have a beard like that.

Fine. Uh, Etch, give him a shave.

- The kidnapper was bigger than that.

- Oh, picky, picky, picky.

Let's just go straight to Exhibit "F":

The kidnapper's vehicle.

Now, the vehicle fled the scene

in this direction.

Your eyes are in backwards.

It went the other way.

- Hey, put a cork in it.

- How do you spell FBI?

- My crime scene!

- Oh, why don't you watch where

you're goin', "Godspilla"?

- I didn't know there was a crime scene.

- Excuse me. Excuse me.

A little quiet, please.

Thank you.

Huh?

Lazy toy brain.

Lousy try, Brian.

- What are you doing, Buzz?

- There was some sort of message

encoded on that vehicle's ID tag.

- Liz try bran.

- It's just a licence plate.

It's just a jumble of letters.

Yeah, and there are about

. million registered cars

in the Tri-County area alone.

Lou's thigh burn.

Oh, this can't help.

Let's leave Buzz to play with his toys.

Toy. Toy. Toy! Hold on!

Huh?

Al's Toy Barn.

- Huh?

- Al's Toy Barn?

Etch, draw that man

in a chicken suit.

- It's the chicken man!

- That's our guy.

I knew there was somethin'

I didn't like about that chicken.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

I'll be right there.

And we're gonna do this commercial

in one take. Do you hear me?

Because I am in the middle

of something really important!

- Oh, Mr...

- Oh!

You, my little cowboy friend,

are gonna make me big buck-buck-bucks.

Andy.

I can't believe I have to drive

all the way to work on a Saturday.

All the way to work!

What? Whoa!

Hey! Stop! Horsey, stop!

Stop! Sit, boy! Stop it!

Sit, I said! Whoa!

Yee-hah!

It's you! It's you!

It's you, it's you, it's you!

- It's really you!

- What's me?

Whoo-whee!

- There's a snake in my boot!

- Ha! It is you!

- Please stop saying that.

- Prospector said someday you'd come.

Sweet mother of Abraham Lincoln!

The Prospector! He'll wanna meet ya!

Say hello to the Prospector.

- I-It's a box.

- He's mint in the box.

Never been opened.

Turn me around, Bullseye,

so I can see.

Why, the prodigal son has returned.

Yee-hah!

It's you! It's you! You're here!

It's you, it's you, it's you!

Okay, I'm officially freaked out now.

Oh, we've waited countless years

for this day.

It's good to see you, Woody.

Listen, I don't know wh...

Hey, how do you know my name?

Everyone knows your name, Woody.

Why, you don't know

who you are, do you?

Bullseye.

That's me.

Wow.

Holy cow.

Cowboy Crunchies, the only cereal that's

sugar-frosted and dipped in chocolate...

proudly presents...

Woody's Roundup

Come on, it's time to play

There's Jessie

the Yodelin' Cowgirl

Lookit! Lookit! That's me!

Bullseye, he's Woody's horse

He's a smart one!

- Pete, the old prospector

- Has anyone seen my pickaxe?

And the man himself, of course

It's time for Sheriff Woody

He's the very best

He's the rootin'-est, tootin'-est cowboy

in the wild, wild west

Woody's Roundup

I can't find it! It doesn't seem

to be on any of these stations!

- Keep looking.

- Oh, you're goin' too slow.

Let me take the wheel.

- It's too fast.

How can you even tell what's on?

- I can tell.

- There it is!

- We made it!

- Back, back, back!

Too late. I'm in the  s.

Gotta go 'round the horn. It's faster.

- Back! Back!

- That's it!

- And look for the giant chicken!

- Now, Etch!

That's where I need to go.

You can't go, Buzz.

You'll never make it there.

Woody once risked his life

to save me.

I couldn't call myself his friend

if I weren't willing to do the same.

So who's with me?

I'm packing you an extra pair of shoes

and your angry eyes, just in case.

This is for Woody

when you find him.

All right, but I... I don't think

it'll mean the same coming from me.

Mr Buzz Lightyear,

you just gotta save my pal Woody.

I'll do my best, son.

Okay, fellas, let's roll.

Geronimo!

You'd think with all my video game

experience I'd be feeling more prepared.

The idea is to let go.

We'll be back before Andy gets home.

Don't talk to any toy

you don't know!

To Al's Toy Barn and beyond!

They don't call this the old

abandoned mine for nothin', Prospector.

- I reckon we oughta get outta here.

- Where's my gold?

Hold on. I'll light me a candle.

This sure is a fast-burnin' wick.

Blast us to smithereens!

That there's dynamite!

- Holy tarnation!

- I'll call for help!

Hey, critters, go get Sheriff Woody!

Now scoot!

Good job, Bullseye. I reckon

the new schoolhouse is finally done.

What's that? Jessie and Prospector

are trapped in the old abandoned mine?

And Prospectorjust lit a stick

of dynamite thinkin'it was a candle...

and now they're about to be

blown to smithereens?

- Mm-hmm!

- Ride like the wind, Bullseye!

You're fannin'the flames, Jessie.

It takes brains to put out that fire.

Yeow! My biscuits are burnin'!

Will Woody and Bullseye

land to safety?

Can they reach Jessie

and Stinky Pete in time?

Tune in next week for the exciting

conclusion: "Woody's Finest Hour."

All right! All right!

Next tape!

Hey, wait, wait, wait. What...

What happened? What happens next?

Come on!

Let's see the next episode!

- That's it.

- What?

The show was cancelled

after that.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. What about

the gold mine and the... and the cute

little critters and the dynamite?

That was a great show.

I mean, why cancel it?

Two words: Sput-nik.

Once the astronauts went up, children

only wanted to play with space toys.

I know how that feels.

But still, my own show!

- I mean, look at all this stuff!

- Didn't you know?

- Why, you're valuable property!

- Oh, I wish the guys could see this.

"Hey howdy hey!"

That's me. I'm on a yo-yo.

Oh! Hey, nice teeth.

And yet, still a good-lookin' guy.

Oh! It's a bank. Cool!

Wh-Wh-What do you... you push the hat,

and out co... Oh, out come bubbles.

Clever.

Oh, wow!

Hey, what's this thing do?

I get it.

There's a snake in my boot.

Hey, Bullseye, go long.

Go long!

A record player! Ha!

Haven't seen one of these in ages.

- Bullseye...

- Okay, now slow.

Oh, that's funny, Bullseye!

Hop on, cowgirl!

Think fast!

- Oh!

- Not bad.

It's time for Woody's Roundup

He's the very best

He's the rootin'-est, tootin'-est cowboy

in the wild, wild west

Oh! Hey, look at us!

We're a complete set!

Now it's on to the museum!

Museum?

- What museum?

- The museum.

We're being sold to

the Konishi Toy Museum in Tokyo.

- That's in Japan!

- Japan?

No. No, no, no, no, no, no.

I can't go to Japan.

- What do you mean?

- I gotta get back home to my owner Andy.

- Hey, look, look. See?

- He still has an owner.

Oh, my goodness.

No. Can't go.

I can't do storage again.

I just can't!

- Jessie! Jessie!

- I won't go back in the dark!

Wh-What's the matter?

What's wrong with her?

Well, we've been in storage

for a long time waiting for you.

- Why me?

- The museum's only interested in the

collection if you're in it, Woody.

Without you,

we go back into storage.

- It's that simple.

- It's not fair!

How can you do this to us?

Hey, look, I'm sorry,

but this is all a big mistake.

- You see, I was in this yard sale...

- Yard sale?

- Why were you in a yard sale

if you have an owner?

- Well, I wasn't supposed to be there.

- I was trying to save another toy when...

- Was it because you're damaged? Hmm?

- Did this Andy break you?

- Yeah, but... No! No, no, no!

- It was... It was an accident. I mean...

- Sounds like he really loves you.

It's not like that, okay?

And I'm not going to any museum!

Well, I'm not going back into storage!

- Al's coming! Go! Go on, Jessie!

- Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!

Jessie, look at me. I promise

you'll come out of the box. Now go! Go!

It's show time!

Money, baby.

Money, money, money.

And now, the main attraction.

No! His arm! Where's his arm?

Oh, no. No, no, no, no!

Oh, what am I gonna do?

Oh, I know. I know.

Come on, come on, come on,

pick up the phone.

- Hello.

- It's me! It's Al!

I got an emergency here!

- Well, I'm busy.

- Yes, we're all busy, but...

Look, it has to be tonight.

- What? You've got to be kidding.

- All right, all right!

But first thing in the morning.

It's gone! I can't believe it!

My arm is completely gone!

All right, come here. Come on.

Let me see that.

Oh, it's just a popped seam.

Easily repaired.

- You should consider yourself lucky.

- Lucky? Are you shrink-wrapped?

- I am missing my arm!

- Big deal.

Let him go.

I'm sure his precious Andy is dying

to play with a one-armed cowboy doll.

Why, Jessie, you know he wouldn't last

an hour on the streets in his condition.

It's a dangerous world out there

for a toy.

Uh, all right, nobody look

till I get my cork back in.

Good work, men. Two blocks down

and only nineteen more to go.

- What?

- Nineteen?

- Nineteen?

- Are we gonna do this all night?

- My parts are killing me.

- Come on, fellas.

Did Woody give up when Sid

had me strapped to a rocket?

- No.

- No!

And did he give up when you threw him

out of the back of that moving van?

- Oh, you had to bring that up.

- No, he didn't!

We have a friend in need, and we will

not rest until he's safe in Andy's room.

Now let's move out!

And that concludes

our broadcast day.

Bullseye.

Bullseye, go, go, go, go.

Oh, come on. You don't wanna help me.

I'm the bad guy.

You're gonna go back in storage

because of me, remember? Now just go.

Bullseye...

All right, all right.

But you have got to keep quiet.

Now come on.

Over here. Attaboy.

Okay, Bullseye, upsy-daisy.

Bullseye, cut it out. Stop it.

Stop it, Bullseye. Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it.

Woody's Roundup

Come on, it's time to play

What? No, officer, I swear!

What?

Bullseye is Woody's horse

- He's a smart one!

- Pete's the old prospector

Oh, get in there. There you go.

Cheap case.

- Where's the remote?

Where is the remote?

- He's the very best

He's the rootin'-est, tootin'-est cowboy

in the

- Wild, wild west

- Why don't I put it in the same place

every... Oh, here it is.

Woody's Roundup

What is your problem? Look,

I'm sorry I can't help you guys out.

Really, I am. But you didn't have

to go and pull a stunt like that.

- What, you think I did that?

- Oh, right, right.

Yeah, the TVjust happened to turn on,

and the remote magically ended up

in front of you.

- You callin' me a liar?

- Well, if the boot fits...

Say that again.

If the boot fits.

Okay, cowboy.

How do ya like that?

Take it back! Take it back!

Don't think just 'cause you're a girl

I'm gonna take it easy on ya.

Jessie, Woody!

You stop this at once!

I don't know

how that television turned on...

but fighting about it

isn't helping anything.

- If I had both my arms...

- Well, the fact is, you don't, Woody.

So I suggest you just

wait until morning.

- The cleaner will come, fix your arm...

- And then I'm outta here.

Oh, no, no. Bullseye. Don't take it

that way. It's just that Andy...

Andy, Andy, Andy.

That's all he ever talks about.

Hey, Buzz, can we slow down?

May I remind you that some of us

are carrying over six dollars in change.

Losing health units.

Must rest.

- Is everyone present and accounted for?

- Not quite everyone.

- Who's behind?

- Mine.

Hey, guys.

Why did the toys cross the road?

- Not now, Hamm.

- Oh, I love riddles. Why?

To get to the chicken

on the other side.

- Yippee!

- The chicken!

- Oh, well, we tried.

- We'll have to cross.

What the... You're not turning me

into a mashed potato.

I may not be a smart dog,

but I know what roadkill is.

There must be a safe way.

Okay, here's our chance.

Ready, set, go!

Drop!

Go.

Drop!

I said drop!

Go!

Drop!

Go!

Go!

Ah, that went well.

Good job, troops.

We're that much closer to Woody.

Oh, thank goodness you're here.

Is the specimen ready for cleaning?

So, uh, how long

is this gonna take?

You can't rush art.

Oh, no. It's closed.

We're not preschool toys, Slinky.

We can read.

Hey, Joe, you're late. We got

a ton of toys to unload in the back.

- All right, all right.

I'm comin', I'm comin'.

- Come on! Let's get movin'!

- All right, let's go.

- But the sign says it's closed.

No, no, no, no.

All together. Now!

Whoa, Nelly. How are we gonna

find Woody in this place?

Look for Al. We find Al, we find Woody.

Now move out.

- Woody!

- Woody!

There you go.

He's for display only. You handle him

too much, he's not gonna last.

It's amazing! You're a genius!

He's just like new!

Wow.

I could use one of those.

You know, they make it so you can't

defeat Zurg unless you buy this book.

It's extortion, that's what it is.

Hey, I always thought

the golden sceptre was the only...

- I thought we could search in style.

- Nice going there, Hamm.

So how about letting a toy

with fingers drive?

Am I really that fat?

- Ow! What are you doing?

- You're in direct violation

of code. ...

stating all space rangers

are to be in hypersleep until

awakened by authorized personnel.

- Oh, no.

- You're breakin' ranks, ranger.

Buzz Lightyear to Star Command.

I've got an AWOL space ranger.

- Tell me I wasn't this deluded.

- No back talk!

I have a laser,

and I will use it.

You mean the laser

that's a light bulb?

Has your mind been melded?

You could've killed me, space ranger.

Or should I say "traitor"?

- I don't have time for this.

- Halt! I order you to halt!

Listen to me. Listen.

Wait, wait, wait.

- We've been down this aisle already.

- We've never been down this aisle.

It's pink!

- Face it... we're lost.

- Ooh! Back it up, back it up.

What a great party!

How low can you go?

How low can you go?

- Stop splashing me!

- Excuse me, ladies.

Does anyone know where we might find

the Al of Al's Toy Barn?

I can help.

I'm Tour Guide Barbie.

Please keep your hands, arms

and accessories inside the car,

and no flash photography.

- Thank you.

- I'm a married spud. I'm a married spud.

I'm a married spud.

Then make room

for the single fellas.

To our right

is the Hot Wheels aisle.

Developed in     the original series

had   cars, including the Corvette.

Uh, beg your pardon, ma'am,

but where's Al's office?

Please hold all questions

until the end of the tour. Thank you!

It says how you defeat Zurg!

Look!

- Hey, Rex!

- Excuse me, sir!

- Get this outta here, "geekosaur."

- Look out!

- Oh, stop, stop, stop!

Turn into the spin, Barbie!

My source of power!

No! Come back!

Hey! Wait up!

Hey! Come on!

Slow down!

Dinosaur overboard!

- Slow down...

- Remain seated, please!

Ow! Listen to me! Listen to me!

You're not really a space ranger!

You're a toy! We're all toys!

Do you hear me?

Well, that should hold you

till the court martial.

Let me go!

You don't realize what you're doing!

And this is the Buzz Lightyear aisle.

Back in     shortsighted retailers did

not order enough dolls to meet demand.

- Hey, Buzz!

- Halt! Who goes there?

- Quit clownin' around

and get in the car.

- Buzz! Buzz!

- I know how to defeat Zurg!

- You do?

- Come on. I'll tell you on the way.

- No, no, guys!

You've got the wrong Buzz!

You've got the wrong Buzz!

Say, where'd you get

the cool belt, Buzz?

Well, slotted pig,

they're standard issue.

No!

It's like printing my own money.

Yeah, what?

Oh, Mr Konishi.

Yes, uh, I-I have the pictures

right here.

In fact, I'm in the car right now on

my way to the office to fax them to you.

I'm goin' through a tunnel!

I'm breakin' up!

Oh, wow, will you look at me?

It's like I'm fresh out of the box!

Look at this stitching. Andy's

gonna have a hard time ripping this.

Hello! Hi! Hello!

Great. Now you can go.

Well, what a good idea.

Woody, don't be mad at Jessie.

She's been through more than you know.

Why not make amends

before you leave, huh?

It's the least you can do.

All right. But I don't know

what good it'll do.

Hey, what you doin' way up here?

I thought I'd get one last look at

the sun before I get packed away again.

Look, Jessie, I know you hate me

for leaving, but I have to go back.

I'm still Andy's toy.

- Well, if you knew him, you'd

understand. You see, Andy's a...

- Let me guess.

Andy's a real special kid...

and to him you're his buddy,

his best friend...

and when Andy plays with you

it's like...

even though you're not moving...

you feel like you're alive...

because that's how he sees you.

- How did you know that?

- Because Emily was just the same.

She was my whole world.

When somebody loved me

Everything was beautiful

Every hour we spent together

Lives within my heart

And when she was sad

I was there to dry her tears

And when she was happy

So was I

When she

Loved me

Through the summer and the fall

We had each other

That was all

Just she and I together

Like it was meant to be

And when she was lonely

I was there to comfort her

And I knew that

She loved me

So the years went by

I stayed the same

But she began to drift away

I was left alone

Still, I waited for the day

When she'd say

I will always love you

Lonely and forgotten

Never thought she'd look my way

But she smiled at me

and held me

Just like she used to do

Like she loved me

When she loved me

When somebody loved me

Everything was beautiful

Every hour we spent together

Lives within my heart

When she

Loved me

You never forget kids like Emily...

or Andy.

But they forget you.

- Jessie, I... I didn't know.

- Just go.

How long will it last, Woody?

Do you really think Andy

is going to take you to college...

or on his honeymoon?

Andy's growing up...

and there's nothing you can do about it.

It's your choice, Woody.

You can go back, or you can stay with us

and last forever.

You'll be adored by children

for generations.

Who am I to break up

the Roundup gang?

- Hey, Woody, are you in here?

- Nah. This one's empty too.

- Woody!

- Woody!

- Woody!

- Pardon me, gentlemen,

but have either of you seen

a cowboy doll with a bad arm?

- Hey, Woody!

- Why, no, I haven't.

- Hey! He was talkin' to me!

- No, he was talkin' to me!

- Why, you... I'll...

You see, all along we thought

the way into Zurg's fortress

was through the main gate.

But in fact, the secret entrance

is to the left, hidden in the shadows.

To the left and in the shadows.

Got it.

- It's Al!

- Someone's coming.

- Everyone take cover.

No, it was a big pile-up, but I don't

want to bore you with the details.

Yes. Now, let me

confirm your fax number.

-   ...

- W-W-Wait. Slow.

That's a lot of numbers.

-   ...

- No, I got it.

- It's him.

- The chicken man.

- Funny, he doesn't look like poultry.

- That's the kidnapper, all right.

A kidnapper.

An agent of Zurg if I ever saw one.

And the pièce de résistance.

I promise the collection will be

the crown jewel of your museum.

- That's Woody.

- Now that I have your attention...

imagine we added another zero

to the price, huh?

- I no care! Yes, yes, yes, yes!

- What?

- I pay anything you want. Anything.

- Yes! Yes!

You got a deal!

I'll be on the next flight to Japan!

Quick, get into the poultry man's cargo

unit. He'll lead us to Zurg.

Move, move, move.

Don't touch my mustache!

Al, you are rich!

Rich, rich, rich!

Huh?

Destroy Buzz Lightyear!

Destroy Buzz Lightyear!

Destroy Buzz Lightyear!

- He didn't take the bag!

- No time to lose!

He's ascending

in the vertical transporter.

All right, everyone, hang on.

We're gonna blast through the roof.

- Uh, Buzz?

- To infinity and beyond!

What are you, insane?

We're wasting time.

Stand still, Godzilla.

I-I don't understand.

Somehow my fuel cells have gone dry.

- Blast! He's on level.

- How are we gonna get up there?

Maybe if we find some balloons

we could float to the top.

Are you kidding? I say

we stack ourselves up, push the intercom

and pretend we're delivering a pizza.

How about a ham sandwich

with fries and a hot dog?

- What about me?

- Eh, you can be the toy

that comes with the meal.

Troops, over here!

Just like you said, lizard man.

"In the shadows to the left."

Okay, let's move!

Mission log. Have infiltrated

enemy territory without detection...

and are making our way through

the bowels of Zurg's fortress.

You know, I think that Buzz aisle

went to his head.

Oh, no. Which way do we go?

- This way.

- What makes you so sure?

I'm Buzz Lightyear.

I'm always sure.

We've been detected.

The walls! They're closing in!

- Quick, help me prop up vegetable man,

or we're done for!

- Hey! Hey!

- Put me down, you moron.

- Hey, guys, look! It's not the walls!

It's the elevator!

Come on. We've got no time to lose.

Everyone, grab hold.

- Huh?

- Huh?

Uh, Buzz, why not

just take the elevator?

They'll be expecting that.

Hey, Buzz! Stop!

Slow down!

To overnight six packages to Japan

is how much?

- What? That's in yen, right?

- No, dollars.

Dollars! Oh! You are deliberately

taking advantage of people in a hurry.

You know that?

All right, I don't... I don't... I...

Look, I'm... I'll do it! All right, fine!

I'll have the stuff

waiting in the lobby, and you'd

better be here in   minutes...

because I have a plane to catch.

- Do you hear me?

- Whoo-hoo!

We're finally going!

Can you believe it?

That's custom-fitted foam insulation

you'll be ridin' in, Bullseye.

First class all the way.

You know what?

I'm actually excited about this.

I mean it. I really am.

- And why shouldn't you be?

- Yee-hah!

Swing your partner, do-si-do

Look at you, dancing cowboy!

Look!

I'm doin' the box step.

Uh-oh.

Hey, heads up down there.

Whoa!

Pork bellies are fallin'.

Hey!

How much farther, Buzz?

Halfway there.

My arms can't hold on much longer!

- Buzz, help!

- Too heavy.

What was I thinking?

My antigravity servos!

Hang tight, everyone.

I'm going to let go of the wall.

- Oh!

- What?

- He wouldn't.

- One.

- He would.

- Two.

- No, don't, Buzz!

Let's think about this!

Three!

To infinity...

and beyond!

Approaching destination.

Reengaging gravity.

Area secure.

It's okay, troops. The antigravity

sickness will wear off momentarily.

Now let's move.

Remind me to glue his helmet shut

when we get back.

How about givin' me

a little intro there, Jessie?

Introducing the high-ridin'-est

cowboy around...

You forgot "rootin'-tootin'-est."

The high-ridin'-est, rootin'-tootin'-est

cowboy hero of all time...

Sheriff Woody!

Say, little missy, you notice

any trouble around these parts?

Nary a bit,

not with Sheriff Woody around.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

I got it! I got it! This is great! Okay!

The bandits got the critters

tied up in the burning barn,

and now for the best part!

Help us! The barn's on fire!

I've got ya, critters. No need to worry.

Woody saves the day again!

- Yee-hah!

- Now, where's my trusty steed Bullseye?

I have to ride off

into the sunset... Ohh!

Ride like the wind, Bullseye!

W-Watch it. Wait, wait.

I'm ticklish, okay?

- Oh, you are?

- No. No, no, no. Cut it out.

Stop it. Stop it, stop it. No, please.

Please! No! No, no! Stop it! Stop it!

Mission log.

Have reached Zurg's command deck.

But no sign of him

or his wooden captive.

- Please! No!

- That's Woody!

This way!

- Please! Please, no! No! No, no, no!

- Buzz, can you see? What's going on?

I'm begging you!

- Take that!

- I'm begging you! No more!

- To the left.

- Take that!

- No, your left.

- Please! You're killin' me!

- Take it up higher.

- What's happening?

Oh, it's-it's horrible.

They're-They're torturing him.

- What are we gonna do, Buzz?

- Use your head!

But I don't wanna

use my head!

- What's going on here?

- Buzz, guys! Hey, how did you find me?

- Watch yourself!

- We're here to spring ya, Woody!

You heard of kung fu?

Well, get ready for pork chop.

Prepare to meet Mr Angry Eyes!

Hold it, now! Hey, you don't

understand! These are my friends!

- Yeah, we're his friends!

- No, Rex, I mean they're my friends!

Hey, stop it! You leave him alone,

springy dog! Hey!

- Grab Woody, and let's go!

- Fellas, hold it!

- Buzz, put me down!

- Quick! To the vent!

- They're stealing him!

- No!

- Hold it right there!

- Buzz?

- You again!

- Woody! Thank goodness you're all right.

- Buzz, what is going on?

- Hold on!

I am Buzz Lightyear,

and I'm in charge of this detachment.

- No, I'm Buzz Lightyear.

- I am Buzz Lightyear!

- I'm Buzz Lightyear!

- So, who's the real Buzz?

- I am!

- I am! Don't let this impostor fool you!

He's been trained by Zurg himself

to mimic my every move.

- Buzz!

- I had a feelin' it was you, Buzz.

My front end just had

to catch up with my back end.

Will somebody please

explain what's going on?

It's all right, space ranger.

It's a code.

- You mean it's a...

- Yes.

- And he's a...

- Oh, yeah.

Your Majesty.

Woody, you're in danger here.

We need to leave now.

Al's selling you to a toy museum

in Japan!

I know. It's okay, Buzz.

- I actually wanna go.

- What?

- Are you crazy?

- Look, the thing is...

I'm a rare Sheriff Woody doll,

and these guys are my Roundup gang.

- Woody, what are you talking about?

- What am I talking about?

Woody's Roundup! Oh, it's this

great old TV show, and I was the star.

See, now, look! Look! Look at me!

See? That's me!

- This is weirdin' me out.

- Buzz, it was a national phenomenon.

And there was all this merchandise

that just got packed up.

Oh, you should've seen it.

There was a record player and a yo-yo...

- Buzz, I was a yo-yo!

- "Was"?

Woody, stop this nonsense,

and let's go.

Ah, Buzz.

I can't go.

I can't abandon these guys.

They need me

to get into this museum.

Without me, they'll go back

into storage, maybe forever!

Woody, you're not a collector's item.

You're a child's plaything.

You are a toy!

For how much longer?

One more rip, and Andy's done with me.

And what do I do then, Buzz?

Huh? You tell me.

Somewhere in that pad of stuffing

is a toy who taught me...

that life's only worth living

if you're bein' loved by a kid.

And I travelled all this way

to rescue that toy...

because I believed him.

Well, you wasted your time.

- Let's go, everyone.

- What about Woody?

He's not coming with us.

But-But Andy's coming home

tonight.

Then we'd better make sure

we're there waiting for him.

I don't have a choice, Buzz.

This is my only chance.

To do what, Woody? Watch kids from

behind glass and never be loved again?

Some life.

- Is everybody okay?

- Sheriff Woody! I knew you'd make it!

Now, remember, deputies, the real

treasures are your friends and family.

Before I go, kids, I want to

share somethin'special with you...

- for the times when I'm not around.

- Good going, Woody!

- I thought they'd never leave.

- You've got a friend in me

You've got a friend in me

- Woody?

- You've got troubles

Well, I've got 'em too

There isn't anything

I wouldn't do

We stick together

and see it through 'cause

You got a friend in me

Some other folks might

be a little bit smarter than I am

Bigger and stronger too

Maybe.

But none of them will

ever love you

The way I do

It's me and you, boy

And as the years go by

Our friendship will never die

- You're gonna see it's our destiny

- What am I doing?

- Buzz! Wait! Wait!

- Woody, where are you going?

You're right, Prospector.

I can't stop Andy from growing up.

But I wouldn't miss it

for the world.

- No!

- Buzz!

- Yes?

- Yes?

- I'm coming with you!

Wait, wait, wait,

wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I'll be back in just a second.

Way to go, cowboy!

- Hey, you guys, come with me.

- What?

Andy will play with all of us.

I know it!

Woody, I-I...

I don't know. I...

Wouldn't you give anything

just to have one more day with Emily?

Come on, Jessie. This is what

it's all about: To make a child happy.

And you know it.

Bullseye, are you with me?

Okay, good boy.

Prospector, how 'bout you?

- Prospector?

- You're out of your box!

I tried reasoning

with you, Woody...

but you keep forcing me

to take extreme measures.

Wait a minute. You turned on the TV

last night, not Jessie.

Look, we have an eternity

to spend together in the museum.

Let's not start off

by pointing fingers, shall we?

- You really are Stinky Pete, aren't you?

- Prospector, this isn't fair.

"Fair"? I'll tell you

what's not fair:

Spending a lifetime on a dime-store

shelf watching every other toy be sold.

Well, finally, my waiting

has paid off...

and no hand-me-down cowboy doll

is gonna mess it up for me now!

Buzz! Help, Buzz! Guys!

It's too late, Woody. That silly

Buzz Lightweight can't help you.

His name is Buzz Lightyear.

Whatever. I've always

hated those upstart space toys.

- It's stuck! What do we do?

- Should I use my head?

It's Al!

Look at the time. I'm gonna be late!

Oh, figures. I can't miss this flight!

I've gotta pack. All right. Let's see.

Uh, wallet, keys, tickets...

uh, passport, beef jerky...

very expensive over there.

Shower!

Oh, I can skip the shower.

I just gotta

get outta here now!

Quick! To the elevator!

Hurry! I can hear it coming!

So, we meet again, Buzz Lightyear,

for the last time.

- It's Zurg!

- It's Zurg!

- Watch out! He's got an ion blaster!

Quick! Get on!

The emergency hatch!

Come on!

- Come on! Hurry!

- But Buzz is in peril!

Buzz... Buzz... Buzz...

Lightyear to the rescue!

Surrender, Buzz Lightyear.

I have won.

I'll never give in.

You killed my father!

No, Buzz.

I am your father.

No!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

Buzz, you could have

defeated Zurg all along!

You just need

to believe in yourself!

- Prepare to die!

- I can't look!

Wh-Wh-Wh-Whoa!

I did it.

I finally defeated Zurg!

Father.

Ah, finally!

- How are we gonna get him now?

- Pizza, anyone?

- Go, go, go!

- I got it!

- Buzz, are you coming?

- No, I...

I have a lot of

catching up to do with my dad.

Good throw, son.

That's my boy. Go long, Buzzy!

- Oh, you're a great dad. Yippee!

- Farewell.

- Does anyone know how to drive?

- Slink, take the pedals.

Rex, you navigate. Hamm and Potato,

operate the levers and knobs.

- Whoa.

- Oh.

- Strangers.

- From the outside.

- Oh, no.

- He's at a red light!

- We can catch him!

- Maximum power, Slink!

- It turned green! Hurry!

- Why won't it go?

Use the Wand of Power.

- Ooh! Ow! Oh!

- Rex, which way?

Left! No, no!

I mean right!

That's right! No, I mean left!

Left is right!

Buzz, he's turning left!

He's turning left!

Oh, oh, boy!

Whoa-oa-oa-oa!

Oh, I seriously doubt he's

gettin' this kind of mileage.

Go right! To the right!

Right, right, right, right!

Whoa!

You have saved our lives.

We are eternally grateful.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever.

The white zone is for immediate

loading and unloading...

No parking.

Guys, we can't park here!

It's a white zone!

You have saved our lives.

We are eternally grateful.

- Final boarding call...

- There he is!

For Far East Airlines

flight    to Tokyo.

All confirmed passengers with boarding

passes must board at this time.

Passenger Twitch, passenger

Leon Twitch, please pick up...

You have saved our lives.

We are eternally grateful.

- Will you just leave me alone?

- Oh! Someone's coming!

- Ooh, a puppy!

- Uh, bark-bark-bark-bark.

Bark,

bark-bark-bark-bark-bark.

Listen, fly boy,

the contents of that case...

are worth more

than you make in a year!

- You got that, sport? You be careful!

- I understand, sir.

Do you have a "fragile" sticker

or something you can put on that?

- 'Cause I know what goes on back there.

- Don't worry, sir.

I had a box of cookies once

that came back as crumbs!

- The Mystic Portal!

- Ooh.

Once we go through,

we just need to find that case.

Ow! There's the case!

- No, there's the case!

- You take that one! We'll take this one!

Whoa-oa!

Buzz! Buzz!

My back end's

goin' to Baton Rouge!

Slinky!

Here we come, Woody!

Woody, here we come! Here we come!

Woody!

Nice flash, though.

Okay, Woody, let's go!

- Take that, space toy!

- Hey!

No one does that

to my friend!

Your choice, Woody. You can go

to Japan together or in pieces.

If he fixed ya once, he can fix ya

again. Now, get in the box!

- Never!

- Fine!

- No!

- Gotcha!

Idiots!

Children destroy toys!

You'll all be ruined,

forgotten!

Spending eternity rotting

in some landfill!

Well, Stinky Pete, I think it's time you

learned the true meaning of playtime.

- Right over there, guys!

- No. No! No!

Atlantic Air flight    from Point

Richmond is now arriving at gate three.

Look, Barbie.

A big ugly man doll.

Ooh, he needs a make-over.

Hi! You'll like Amy.

She's an artist!

Come on, hon!

Happy trails, Prospector.

- Buzz! Woody!

- Help us out here!

- Hurry!

- Oh, no! Jessie!

- Come on!

- Oh, Woody! Oh!

Jessie!

Come on, Buzz. Hyah!

Ride like the wind, Bullseye!

Hey howdy hey!

Giddy-up!

Come on, Bullseye! Hyah!

Buzz, give me a boost!

- Oh! Oh! Oh!

- Woody!

- Here's the rest!

- Ah!

Excuse me, ma'am, but I believe

you're on the wrong flight.

- Woody!

- Come on, Jess.

- It's time to take you home.

- But what if Andy doesn't like me?

Nonsense! Andy'll love you!

Besides, he's got a little sister.

- He does? Why didn't you say so?

Let's go!

- Whoa!

Hold it! There's a couple more bags

coming from the terminal!

- Okay. On three. One, two...

- Too late!

Put 'em on the next flight!

- This is bad.

- How are we gonna get outta here?

Over there! Come on!

- You sure about this?

- No! Let's go!

Hold on, Woody!

- What's a cowboy without his hat?

- Buzz!

Buzz! Buzz,

get behind the tyres!

- Jessie, let go of the plane!

- What? Are you crazy?

Just pretend it's the final episode

of Woody's Roundup.

But it was cancelled!

We never saw if you made it!

Well, then,

let's find out together!

- We did it! We did it! We did it!

- Nice ropin', cowboy.

That was definitely

Woody's finest hour!

- Your hat, partner.

- Hoo-hoo!

Let's go home.

Yee-hah!

Hey, Woody! Woody?

Oh, wow! New toys!

Cool! Thanks, Mom!

It's Bazooka Jane

and her jet-propelled horse!

Woody, Buzz, that polecat Zurg

has stolen my space cows!

Andy, come on, hon.

Time to go.

- Hey, you fixed Woody!

- Yeah.

Glad I decided not to take him to camp.

His whole arm might have come off.

- Well, what do you know?

- Yee-hah!

Oh, Bullseye, we're part

of a family again!

Uh, m-ma'am, I, uh, um...

Well, I just wanted to say...

you're a bright young woman with

a beautiful "yarnful" of hair.

A "hairful" of yarn.

It's, uh... Whoo... Uh... I must go.

Well, aren't you

the sweetest space toy I ever met?

What's that? Bark-Bark?

Uh, this fella says he needs to go

out back for a little private time.

That critter needs help!

Ooh, ooh, oh... Hey, Rex,

I could use a hand over here, buddy.

I don't need to play...

I've lived it!

No, no, no, no, no!

Oh, nuts!

Welcome to Al's Toy Barn.

We've got the lowest prices

in town.

Everything

for a buck-buck-buck.

Well, I guess

crime doesn't pay.

Now, Andy did a great job, huh?

Nice and strong!

I like it.

Makes you look tough.

You have saved our lives.

We are eternally grateful.

You saved their lives?

Oh, my hero!

And they're so adorable!

Let's adopt them!

- Daddy.

- Oh, no.

- Wheezy, you're fixed!

- Oh, yeah.

Mr Shark looked in the toy box

and found me an extra squeaker.

- And how do you feel?

- Oh, I feel swell.

In fact, I think

I feel a song comin' on.

You've got a friend in me

You've got a friend in me

You just remember

what your old pal said

Babe, you've

got a friend in me

- Yeah, you've got a friend in me

- Come on, honey.

Come on over.

Oh, you are such a big girl.

Andy, you think she's ready

to drive the car yet?

Yeah, and I can teach her.

- You still worried?

- About Andy? Nah.

- It'll be fun while it lasts.

- I'm proud of you, cowboy.

Besides, when it all ends,

I'll have old Buzz Lightyear...

to keep me company

for infinity and beyond.

You're gonna see

it's our destiny

- You got a friend in me

- Yes, you do

- You've got a friend in me

- That's the truth

You've got a friend

In me

Yeah!

Woody's Roundup

Come on and gather 'round

Woody's Roundup

where nobody wears a frown

Bad guys go runnin'

whenever he's in town

He's the rootin'-est, tootin'-est

shootin'-est, hootin'-est cowboy around

Woody's Roundup