Toy Story Page #2

HAMM, the piggy bank, flips one last penny into his coin

slot. Potato Head walks up to him. All his facial pieces

are in the wrong slots.

MR. POTATO HEAD

Hey, Hamm! Look! I'm Picasso!

HAMM:

I don't get it.

Hamm walks away.

MR. POTATO HEAD

You uncultured swine!

(to someone O.S.)

What are you looking at, ya hockey

puck?!

Potato Head walks past, revealing a hockey puck figurine.

Woody sits on the edge of the bed observing all the activity.

He turns to a plastic green army man, SARGENT, standing on

the night stand.

WOODY:

Uh, hey Sarge, have you seen Slinky?

SARGENT:

(saluting)

Sir! No Sir!

WOODY:

Okay, thank you. At ease.

Woody hops off the bed.

WOODY:

Hey, Slinky?

SLINKY (O.S.)

Right here, Woody!

A toy Slinky dog, SLINKY, appears from under the bed pushing

out a checker board set. He begins to place the checkers on

the board.

SLINKY:

I'm red this time.

WOODY:

No, Slink --

SLINKY:

Oh...well alright, you can be red

if you want.

WOODY:

Not now, Slink. I've got some bad

news.

SLINKY:

Bad news?!

WOODY:

Sh-h-h-h-h!!

Woody covers up Slinky's mouth, aware that the other toys in

the room are watching. He leans in close to Slinky.

WOODY:

(whispering)

Just gather everyone up for a staff

meeting and be happy!!

SLINKY:

Got it.

Slinky shuffles off.

WOODY:

Be HAPPY!

Slinky perks up his gait and LAUGHS HARD.

Woody proceeds in the other direction. He passes a toy

ROBOT and SNAKE partially hidden under the bedspread.

WOODY:

(to the room)

Staff meeting, everybody.

(aside)

Snake, Robot -- podium duty.

Robot and Snake come out from under the bed and reluctantly

follow Woody.

Woody walks past an Etch-A-Sketch, ETCH, going the other

direction.

WOODY:

Hey Etch! Draw!

Both Etch and Woody whip around like gunfighters.

Before Woody can fully extend his arm out, the Etch-A-Sketch

etches a gun on its screen.

WOODY:

(pretending to be shot)

Oh!! You got me again, Etch! You've

been working on that draw. Fastest

knobs in the west.

Slinky passes a group of toys on the floor.

SLINKY:

Got a staff meeting, you guys, come

on, let's go!

Robot and Snake begin constructing a podium made out of

Legos and a Tinker Toy tub while Woody searches the floor.

WOODY:

Now where is that -- ? Aw, hey,

who moved my doodle pad way over here?

Woody spots the doodle pad on the floor by the desk and

walks over to it. As he reaches down to pick it up...

REX, the plastic dinosaur, jumps out to scare Woody.

REX:

ROOAAAARR!!!

WOODY:

(unaffected)

Oh, how ya doin', Rex?

Rex suddenly turns timid.

REX:

Were you scared? Tell me honestly.

WOODY:

I was close to being scared that time.

Woody heads back to the podium. Rex follows.

REX:

I'm going for fearsome here, but I

just don't feel it. I think I'm

just coming off as annoying.

A crook suddenly grabs Woody's neck and jerks him towards BO

PEEP, the porcelain figurine.

WOODY:

(choking)

Aach! -- Oh, hi, Bo.

BO PEEP:

I wanted to thank you, Woody, for

saving my flock.

WOODY:

(blushing)

Oh, hey - it was nothing.

BO PEEP:

Whadda ya say I get someone else to

watch the sheep tonight?

WOODY:

(very flustered)

Heh, heh...oh yeah, uh, I...

Bo saunters back towards her lamp stand, passing a stack of

ABC blocks.

BO PEEP:

Remember, I'm just a couple of

blocks away.

Woody is left lovestruck.

All the rest of the toys in the room are filing past Slinky.

SLINKY:

Come on, come on! Smaller toys up

front.

Woody remains lovestruck in the middle of the room.

SLINKY:

Hey, Woody! C'mon!

Woody snaps out of his trance and rushes over to the podium.

The toys crowd together as Woody steps up to the podium.

MIKE, a toy tape recorder, waddles up next to Woody and

indicates his microphone.

MIKE:

Ahem!

WOODY:

(grabbing microphone)

Oh, thanks, Mike.

(to the crowd)

Okay --

SFX:
FEEDBACK

WOODY:

(to Mike)

Oh, whoa, step back --

Mike waddles back a step to stop the feedback.

WOODY:

Hello? Check? Better? Great.

Everybody hear me? Up on the

shelf, can you hear me? Great!

Okay, first item today...oh, yeah.

Has everyone picked a moving buddy?

The toys all MOAN.

HAMM:

Moving buddy?! You can't be serious!

REX:

Well I didn't know we were supposed

to have one already.

MR. POTATO HEAD

(waving his arm out

its socket)

Do we have to hold hands?

The toys LAUGH and SNICKER.

WOODY:

Oh, yeah, you guys think this is a

big joke. We've only got one week

left before the move. I don't want

any toys left behind. A moving

buddy -- if you don't have one, get

one!

(checking the pad)

Alright, next...uh...oh, yes.

Tuesday night's "Plastic Corrosion

Awareness" meeting was, I think, a

big success and we want to thank Mr.

Spell for putting that on for us.

Thank you, Mr. Spell.

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