Toy Story 2

Stinky Pete the Prospector:
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.

Woody:
Who am I to break up the Roundup Gang?

Barbie:
And this is the Buzz Lightyear aisle. Back in 1995, short-sighted retailers did not order enough dolls to meet demand.

Slinky Dog:
I may not be a smart dog, but I know what roadkill is.

Jessie:
You never forget kids like Emily or Andy, but they forget you.

Woody:
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. See, Andy's...

Jessie:
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.

Woody:
How did you know that?

Jessie:
Because Emily was just the same. She was my whole world.

Emperor Zurg:
Surrender, Buzz Lightyear. I have won.

Utility Belt Buzz Lightyear:
I’ll never give in! You killed my father!

Zurg:
No, Buzz. I AM your father.

Utility Belt Buzz:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rex:
I can't look. Could somebody please cover my eyes?

Emperor Zurg:
So, we meet again, Buzz Lightyear, for the last time.

Buzz Lightyear:
Not today, Zurg!

Rex:
Go back, go back, you missed it.

Hamm:
Too late, I'm already on the 40's, gotta go around the horn, it's faster.

Buzz Lightyear:
Don't worry, Woody. In just a few hours you'll be sitting around a campfire with Andy making delicious hot Schmoes.

Woody:
They're called "S'mores", Buzz.

Buzz Lightyear:
Yes, yes. Of course.

Andy's Mom:
I'm sorry, honey, but you know... toys don't last forever.

Wheezy:
What's the point of prolonging the inevitable? We're all just one stitch from here

Wheezy:
to there.

Rex:
What happened?

Mr. Potato Head:
Woody's been "shelved".

Rex:
How do we get inside?

Buzz Lightyear:
Use your head.

Rex:
But I don't wanna use my head.

Ham:
Excuse me. Could any of you ladies tell us where we can find the Al of Al's Toy Barn?

Tour guide Barbie:
I can. I'm Tour Guide Barbie. Please keep your arms in the car at all times, and no flash photogtaphy. Thank you.

Mr. Potato Head:
I'm a married spud, I'm a married spud...

Ham:
Then make way for the single fellas.

Woody:
Ride like the wind, Bullseye.

Woody:
What's that? Jessie and Prospector are trapped in the old abandoned mine, and Prospector just lit a stick of dynamite thinking it was a candle, and now they're about to be blown to smithereens?

Rabbit:
Mm-hmm.

Woody:
Ride like the wind, Bullseye!

Jessie:
Prospector?

Woody:
You're out of your box.

Stinky Pete the Prospector:
I kept trying to reason with you, Woody, but you always force me into taking extreme measures.

Stinky Pete the Prospector:
It's your choice, Woody. Either you can go to Japan together or in pieces. The Cleaner fixed you once, but he can fix you again. Now get in the box.

Mr. Potato Head:
Prepare to meet MR. ANGRY EYES.

Al McWiggin:
To mail six packages to Japan overnight is how much? That's in yen? DOLLARS? Oh, you people are deliberately taking advantage of people in a hurry, you know that?

[In the Buzz Lightyear aisle, Utility Belt Buzz ties Buzz into a cardboard spaceship and puts him in it]

Buzz Lightyear:
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?!

Buzz Lightyear #2:
Well, that should hold you 'til the court martial.

[He puts Buzz on a shelf and walks away]

Buzz Lightyear:
Let me go! You don't realize what you're doing! (grunts)

[The other toys arrive in the Buzz Lightyear aisle]

Tour Guide Barbie:
And this is the Buzz Lightyear aisle. Back in 1995, shortsighted retailers did not order enough dolls to meet demand.

Hamm:
Hey! Buzz!

Buzz Lightyear #2:
Halt! Who goes there?

[He aims his laser at them, making Barbie stop the car just in front of Buzz #2]

Mr. Potato Head:
Quit clowning around and get in the car!

Rex:
Buzz! Buzz! I know how to defeat Zurg!

[Utility Belt Buzz turns off his laser upon hearing this]

Buzz Lightyear #2:
You do?

Rex:
Come on. I'II tell you on the way.

[Inside the box, Buzz sees this confusion and tries to call out to them but they can't hear him from outside]

Buzz Lightyear:
No, no, guys! You’ve got the wrong Buzz! YOU’VE GOT THE WRONG BUZZ!!!!!

Hamm:
Say, where’d you get the cool belt, Buzz?

Buzz Lightyear #2:
Well, slotted pig, they’re standard issue.

Buzz Lightyear:
NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

Ham:
I seriously doubt he's getting this kind of mileage.

Alien toys:
You have saved our lives. We are eternally grateful.

Mr. Potato Head:
Will you just leave me alone?

Mr. Potato Head:
Can we stop? My parts are killing me.

Buzz Lightyear:
How about a quick roll call? Everybody here?

Mr. Potato Head:
Not everybody.

Buzz Lightyear:
Who's behind?

Slinky Dog:
Mine...

Mr. Potato Head:
I say we stack ourselves up, push the intercom and pretend we're delivering a pizza.

Hamm:
How about a ham sandwich? With fries and a hotdog?

Rex:
What about me?

Hamm:
Ah, you can be the toy that comes with the meal.

Hamm:
You heard of Kung Fu? Well prepare yourself for pork chop.

Slinky:
Ah, this fella says he needs to go out back for a little private time?

Buzz Lightyear:
Uh, ma - ma'am? I, uh, um, well, I just wanted to say you're a bright young woman with a beautiful yarn full of hair. A hair full of yarn. It's ah... um... I must go.

Buzz Lightyear:
Tell me I wasn't this deluded.

Buzz Lightyear #2:
No back talk.

Buzz Lightyear #2:
Has your mind been melted? You could have killed me, Space Ranger. Or should I say "traitor."

Buzz Lightyear:
I don't have time for this.

Rex:
How do you spell FBI?

Slinky Dog:
We've been down this aisle already.

Mr. Potato Head:
We haven't been down this aisle, it's pink.

Slinky Dog:
Face it, we're lost.

Barbie:
You'll love Amy, she's an artist.

Buzz Lightyear:
To Al's Toy Barn... and beyond.

Hamm:
All right, nobody look till I get my cork back in.

Geri the Cleaner:
You can't rush art.

Slinky Dog:
How are we going to get up there?

Rex:
Maybe if we found some balloons, we could float to the top.

Hamm:
Turn into the spin, Barbie!

Stinky Pete the Prospector:
You're just fannin' the flames, Jessie. It takes brains to put out that fire.

Stinky Pete the Prospector:
Yeow! My biscuits are burning!

Slinky Dog:
Buzz, Buzz! My backend's going to Baton Rouge!

Stinky Pete the Prospector:
Idiots! Children destroy toys. You'll be ruined, forgotten, spending eternity rotting on some landfill.

Woody:
Well, Stinky Pete, I think it's time you learned the true meaning of playtime.

Jessie:
Prospector, this isn't fair.

Stinky Pete the Prospector:
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 going to mess it up for me now!

Barbie:
Remain seated please.

Rex:
Guys, we can't park here. It's a white zone.

Buzz Lightyear:
Are you still worried?

Woody:
About Andy? Nah. I'll be fun while it lasts.

Buzz Lightyear:
I'm proud of you, cowboy.

Woody:
Besides, when it's all over, I have Buzz Lightyear to keep me company, for infinity and beyond.

Woody:
I have no choice, Buzz. This is my only chance.

Buzz Lightyear:
To do what? Watch kids from behind glass and never be loved again? Some life.

Woody:
Here is the list of things to do while I'm away. Batteries need to be replaced. Toys in the bottom of the chest need to be rotated. Oh, and make sure everyone attends Mr. Spell's seminar on what to do if part of you is swallowed. Okay? Okay, good, okay.

Rex:
It's the chicken man!

Buzz:
Woody, you haven't found your hat yet, have you?

Woody:
No! And Andy's leaving for Cowboy Camp any minute, and I can't find it anywhere!

Buzz:
Don't worry, Woody. In just a few hours, you'll be sittin' around a campfire with Andy, makin' delicious, hot schmoes.

Woody:
They're called s'mores, Buzz.

Buzz:
Right. Right. Of course.

Buzz:
Good work, men. Two blocks down, and only 19 more to go.

Rex:
What?!

Other toys:
19?!

Mr. Potato Head:
Are we gonna do this all night? My parts are killing me.

Buzz:
Come on, fellas! Did Woody give up when Sid had me strapped to a rocket?

Other toys:
No.

Buzz:
No! And did he give up when you threw him out of the back of that moving van?

Mr. Potato Head:
Oh, ya had to bring that up.

Buzz:
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!

[Buzz uses Mr. Potato Head's eye to see what Woody and his roundup gang are up to in Al's apartment]

Buzz:
What's happening?

Mr. Potato Head:
[frightened] Oh, it's horrible! They're torturing him!

Rex:
[gasps] What are we gonna do, Buzz?!

Buzz:
Use your head!

[he and the others use Rex as a battering ram]

Rex:
But I don't wanna use my head!

[they charge at the vent and break through to the apartment]

Woody:
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.

Buzz:
Woody, you're not a collector's item. You're a child's plaything. You... are... A TOY!!

Woody:
For how much longer? One more rip, and Andy's done with me. And what do I do then, Buzz? Huh? You tell me!

Buzz:
Somewhere in that pad of stuffing is a toy who taught me that life's only worth living if you're being loved by a kid. And I traveled all this way to rescue that toy, because I believed him.

Woody:
Well, you wasted your time.

Buzz:
Let's go, everyone.

Slinky:
What about Woody?

Buzz:
He's not coming with us.

Rex:
But Andy's coming home tonight.

Buzz:
Then we'd better make sure we're there waiting for him.

[the other toys make their way back to the vent]

Woody:
I don't have a choice, Buzz. This is my only chance.

Buzz:
To do what, Woody? Watch kids from behind glass and never be loved again? Some life.

Woody:
[Seeing a human boy hugging him on the TV, playing a guitar, on the set of "Woody's Roundup"] What am I doing? Buzz! Wait! Wait!

Stinky Pete the Prospector:
Woody, where are you going?

Woody:
You're right, Prospector. I can't stop Andy from growing up... but I wouldn't miss it for the world.

[Runs to the heat duct]

Stinky Pete the Prospector:
No!

[right when the Prospector is out of his box, he screws the heat duct back in place to prevent the rest of the gang's escape]

Jessie:
Prospector?!

Woody:
You're outta your box!

Prospector:
I tried reasoning with you, Woody, but you keep forcing me to take extreme measures.

[he taps his axe onto the remote, turning off the TV]

Woody:
Wait a minute, you turned on the TV last night, not Jessie!

Prospector:
Look, we have an eternity to spend together at the museum. Let's not start by pointing fingers, shall we?

Woody:
You really are Stinky Pete, aren't you?

Jessie:
Prospector, this isn't fair!

Prospector:
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!

[he throws his box back into his display case]

Woody:
Buzz! Help, Buzz! Guys!

Prospector:
It's too late, Woody! That silly Buzz Lightweight can't help you.

Woody:
His name is Buzz Lightyear!

Prospector:
Whatever. I've always hated those upstart space toys. [climbs back into his box]

Zurg:
Surrender, Buzz Lightyear. I have won.

Utility Belt Buzz:
I'll never give in! You killed my father!

Zurg:
No, Buzz. I AM your father.

Utility Belt Buzz:
NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

[At the beginning of the movie, Rex just lost a Buzz Lightyear vs. Emperor Zurg game, right when nearly winning]

Rex:
No, no, no, no.

Buzz:
Oh, you almost had him.

Rex:
I'm never gonna defeat Zurg!

Buzz:
Sure, you will, Rex. In fact, you're a better Buzz than I am.

Rex:
But look at my little arms! I can't press the fire button and jump at the same time!

[gestures those buttons]

Andy's Mom:
Andy, honey, come on! Five minutes and we're leaving.

Andy:
Five minutes? Hmm...

[cut to a setup Andy has made for a quick playtime]

Andy:
[as Bo Peep] Help, help, somebody help me! [as Woody] Let her go, evil Doctor Pork Chop! [as Hamm] Never! You must choose, Sheriff Woody. How shall she die? Shark? Or death by monkeys? [Andy picks up some of the "monkeys-in-a-barrel", imitating monkey; as Hamm] Choose! [as Woody] I choose Buzz Lightyear! [Andy grabs RC's remote, puts Buzz on top and speeds him towards Hamm; as Hamm] What? That's not a choice! [RC flies through the air and knocks Hamm off the Bucket O' Soldiers; as Buzz] To infinity and beyond! [Hamm falls off and coins clatter on the floor as Woody] I'll save you, Miss Peep! [as Bo Peep] My hero! [he has her kiss him as Woody] Thanks, Buzz! [as Buzz] No problem, buddy! [he links their arms] You should never tangle with the unstoppable duo of Woody and Buzz Lightyear! [Andy pulls too hard and Buzz's arm makes Woody's tear slightly at the shoulder] Oh, no!

Andy's Mom:
Andy? Let's go! Molly's already in her car seat!

Andy:
But Mom, Woody's arm ripped!

Andy's Mom:
Oh no! Well maybe we can fix him on the way.

Andy:
Nah, just leave him.

Andy's Mom:
I'm sorry, honey, but you know, toys don't last forever.

[In Woody's dream, Andy came home from the cowboy camp. Woody then yells at the other toys that Andy's back. The toys ran back to their places. Andy ran up to his bedroom, riding on his stick with a horse head on. He then sees Woody]

Andy:
Hey, Woody! Did you miss me? [takes Woody and plays with him] Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, ridin' cowboy! [notices Woody's broken arm; depressed] Ohh, I forgot, you're broken. I don't wanna play with you anymore.

[In slow motion, Andy drops Woody on the cards. Woody fell through the cards and into the trash can. Woody then got scared in the trash can and the arms and hands reaches out to grab him. Woody then wails for Andy]

Woody:
No, Andy, no, no, Andy, no! [now choking] Andy. Andy.

[the silhouette of Andy came and looks at Woody]

Andy:
[echo] Byyyyyyyyyyyyyye, Woodyyyyyyyyy.

Woody:
No, no! ANDY!

[Andy closes lid and Woody's nightmare ends. Woody wakes up, screaming, and sees his broken arm tangled around his neck]

Woody:
[after having met the rest of the Roundup gang in Al's apartment] Okay, I'm officially freaked out now.

Prospector:
[as the Roundup gang walk over to Woody] Oh, we've waited countless years for this day! It's good to see you Woody.

Woody:
Listen, I don't know what... hey! How do you know my name?

Jessie:
Everyone knows your name, Woody.

[Woody pauses for a moment]

Prospector:
Why you don't know who you are, do you! Bullseye?

[Bullseye turns up the lights, revealing an entire set of Woody's Roundup brands with Woody on them. Woody glances at them in amazement]

Slinky:
Pardon me, gentlemen, but have either of you seen a cowboy doll with a bad arm?

Blue Bomber:
[politely] Why, no. I haven't.

Red Rocker:
[yelling] Hey! He was talkin' to me!

Blue Bomber:
No! He was talkin' to me!

Red Rocker:
Why, you! I'll...!

[they both fight until the red robot's head pops up]

Buzz #2:
[Rex having pushed the other toys down due to slipping, causes Buzz #2's weight to give in] What was I thinking? My anti-gravity servos

[presses the button on his utility belt, lighting it up, unaware that he's just a toy]

Buzz #2:
Hang tight everyone, I'm going to let go of the wall.

[the other toys all look up at him shocked]

Slinky:
Huh?

Rex:
What?

Mr. Potato Head:
He wouldn't!

Buzz #2:
One!

Hamm:
He would.

Buzz #2:
Two!

Other toys:
Don't do it, Buzz!

Buzz #2:
Three!

[he lets go of the wall and they all land on the elevator, which is coming up the shaft]

Buzz #2:
To infinity and beyond! Approaching destination. Reengaging gravity. [turns off belt; gets off the elevator into the vent] Area secure.

[the other toys moaning]

Buzz #2:
It's okay, troops, the anti-gravity sickness will wear off momentarily. Now, let's move!

Mr. Potato Head:
Remind me to glue his helmet shut when we get back.

[Al has just packed up the Roundup toys, including Woody, into his suitcase to go to Japan]

Buzz:
Quick, to the elevator!

[All run down the vent to the elevator. Al has just pressed the button to send the elevator up]

Buzz:
Hurry, I can hear it coming.

[the toys all come to a halt as the elevator arrives up the shaft. An Emperor Zurg toy that Buzz accidentally set loose from Al's Toy Barn has arrived standing on top]

Zurg:
So, we meet again, Buzz Lightyear, for the last time.

Other toys:
[shocked] It's Zurg!

[Zurg draws out his blaster, which is really a nerf ball gun]

Rex:
Watch out. He's got an ion blaster.

[the toys are now in a pet carrier, placed onto the conveyor belt at the airport]

Alien #1:
The Mystic Portal. Ooh!

Buzz:
Once we go through, we just need to find that case.

[they pass through into an area with multiple conveyor belts and multiple suitcases, Mr. Potato Head gasps, as his extra pair of shoes and angry eyes fall out of his compartment; the toys then slide down at a fast rate, and tumble out of the pet carrier they've been in onto the conveyor belt below]

Slinky:
[spotting a green suitcase in the distance in front of them] There's the case.

Hamm:
[spotting another green suitcase on the conveyor belt below them] No, there's the case.

Buzz:
You guys take that one, we'll take this one.

[Buzz and Slinky go after the suitcase spotted in the distance, whilst Hamm, Rex, Mr. Potato Head, and the Aliens go after the suitcase underneath them]

Buzz Lightyear:
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?

Mr. Potato Head:
Woody's been shelved!

Mr. Potato Head:
Prepare to meet [shouts; he accidentally sticks his extra pair of shoes on his face and runs into a wall] Mr. Angry Eyes! Argh, argh!

[Later, a boy riding a bike throws a newspaper at the house. Woody is asleep when the car pulls up outside the house. He wakes up and sees Andy jumping out and riding on a toy horse]

Andy:
Yee-haw! Ride 'em, cowboy! Whoo! Yeah, giddy-up! Yeah, giddy-up!

Woody:
He's back? Hey, everybody! Andy's back! He's back early from cowboy camp!

[The toys are playing cards and look up to Woody. Hamm is at the door and hears Andy's footsteps coming closer]

Hamm:
Places, everybody! Andy's coming!

[The toys scatter to their places and Woody freezes as Andy enters the room]

Andy:
Yeah! [humming The Lone Ranger theme] Hey, Woody, did you miss me? Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up. Ride 'em, cowboy!

[Then he sees the rip in Woody's arm and his smile turns to a frown]

Andy:
Ohh, I forgot. You're broken. I don't want to play with you anymore.

[Andy drops Woody and he falls towards the deck of cards on the floor and as he hits them, he keeps falling through the blue area until he goes into a black circle and lands in a trash can. Woody looks around to see lots of broken toy hands and parts beside him]

Woody:
[gasps] No. Andy! No! No, Andy! No! Andy, Andy, Andy!

[The toy parts grab Woody by the neck and drag him downward as Andy appears]

Andy:
Byeee, Woody.

Woody:
No, no! ANDY!

[Andy puts the lid on the bin, making it go black. Woody wakes up from a nightmare and sees his ripped arm around his neck]

Jessie:
Oh! Hey, look at us! We're a complete set!

Stinky Pete:
Now it's on to the museum!

Woody:
Museum?! [stops running in surprise and slides into Jessie and Bullseye, knocking them and himself off the record and onto the table] What museum?

Stinky Pete:
The museum! We're being sold to the Konishi Toy Museum in Tokyo!

Jessie:
That's in Japan!

Woody:
Japan? No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I can't go to Japan.

Jessie:
[chuckles] What do you mean?

Woody:
I gotta get back home to my owner, Andy. Hey, look, look, see?

Jessie:
[gasps] He still has an owner.

Stinky Pete:
Oh, my goodness.

Jessie:
No. Can't go. I can't do storage again. I just can't!

Stinky Pete:
Jessie. Jessie.

Jessie:
[shaking his box frantically] I won't go back in the dark!

Woody:
Wh-What's the matter? What's wrong with her?

Stinky Pete:
Well, we've been in storage for a long time, waiting for you.

Woody:
Why me?

Stinky Pete:
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.

Jessie:
It's not FAIR! How can you do this to us?!

Woody:
Hey, look, I'm sorry, but this is all a big mistake. You see, I was in this yard sale, and--

Stinky Pete:
Yard sale? Why were you in a yard sale if you have an owner?

Woody:
Well, I wasn't supposed to be there. I was trying to save another toy when--

Stinky Pete:
Was it because you're damaged? Hmm? Did this Andy break you?

Woody:
Yeah, but... No, no, no, no! It was an accident. I mean--

Jessie:
Sounds like he really loves you.

Woody:
It's not like that, okay?! And I'm not going to any museum!

Jessie:
Well, I'm not going back into storage!