Toy Story Page #3

The words "You're welcome" scroll across Mr. Spell's display

screen as he speaks.

MR. SPELL

You're welcome.

WOODY:

Ok, uh...oh yes. One minor note

here...

(under his breath)

Andy's birthday party's been moved

to today.

(full voice)

Next we have --

The toys all PANIC.

REX:

What?! Whadda ya mean, the party's

today?! His birthday's not 'til

next week!!

HAMM:

What's going on down there? Is Mom

losing her marbles?!

WOODY:

Well, obviously she wanted to have

the party before the move. I'm not

worried. You shouldn't be worried.

MR. POTATO HEAD

Of course Woody ain't worried!

He's been Andy's favorite since

kindergarten!

SLINKY:

Hey, hey! Come on, Potato Head!

If Woody says it's all right, then,

well, darnit, it's good enough for

me. Woody has never steered us

wrong before.

While Slinky speaks, Potato Head takes off his mouth and

mimes kissing his own butt.

WOODY:

C'mon, guys! Every Christmas and

birthday we go through this.

REX:

But what if Andy gets another

dinosaur? A mean one? I just

don't think I can take that kind of

rejection.

WOODY:

Hey, listen, no one's getting

replaced. This is Andy we're

talking about.

Woody steps down from the podium and walks towards the crowd.

WOODY:

(continued)

It doesn't matter how much we're

played with. What matters is that

we're here for Andy when he needs

us. That's what we're made for.

Right?

Everyone is now looking down, sheepish.

HAMM:

Pardon me. I hate to break up the

staff meeting, but THEY'RE HERE!

Birthday guests at three o'clock!

WOODY:

Stay calm, everyone!!

Too late. The toys PANIC and stampede over Woody towards

the bedroom window, leaving him alone on the floor.

WOODY:

Uh, meeting adjourned.

The toys all crowd around the bedroom window, trying to get

a peek outside.

HAMM:

Oh, boy. Will ya take a look at

all those presents?!

MR. POTATO HEAD

I can't see a thing!

Unable to see over the crowd, Potato Head pulls his eyes out

of his head and holds them up over the other toys.

ANGLE:
TOY'S POV OF ANDY'S FRONT YARD

CHILDREN file towards the front door carrying presents.

HAMM:

Yessir, we're next month's garage

sale fodder for sure.

REX:

(panicked)

Any dinosaur-shaped ones?

HAMM:

Ah, for crying out loud, they're

all in boxes, you idiot!

The presents keep coming.

REX:

They're getting bigger.

SLINKY:

Wait! There's a nice little one

over there!

At first, the kid's present appears to be a little box, but

then the kid turns -- the present is four feet long. The

toys SCREAM.

MR. SPELL

Spell the word "trashcan."

REX:

We're doomed!

Down on the floor, Woody smacks his hand to his forehead in

surrender.

WOODY:

Alright! Alright!

The toys turn inside and look down at Woody.

WOODY:

(continued)

If I send out the troops, will you

all calm down?

REX:

Yes! Yes! We promise!

WOODY:

Okay, save your batteries!

HAMM:

Eh, very good, Woody. That's using

the old noodle.

Woody jumps up onto Andy's bed and turns to the Sargent on

the nightstand.

WOODY:

Sargent. Establish a recon post

downstairs. Code red. You know

what to do.

SARGENT:

Yes SIR!

The green army man hops down to the floor where a "BUCKET O'

SOLDIERS" sits.

SARGENT:

Alright men, you heard him. Code

Red! Repeat:
We are at Code Red!

Recon plan Charlie. Execute!

Let's move move move!!

THE GREEN ARMY MEN file out of the bucket and march in

formation across the bedroom floor.

INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY

Andy's door creaks open and a lone army man ventures forth

to make sure the coast is clear. Satisfied, he motions for

the others to proceed. Squads of soldiers march into the

hall carrying a baby monitor and a jump rope.

The army men each leapfrog behind the stairway banisters and

hold their positions while the Sargent surveys the scene

below through his binoculars.

ANGLE:
SARGENT'S BINOCULAR VIEW OF DOWNSTAIRS

Directly below, Mrs. Davis passes through the hallway

rounding up Andy and all his birthday guests.

MRS. DAVIS

Okay, c'mon kids! Everyone in the

living room. It's almost time for

the presents.

Once Mrs. Davis and the children are out of sight, the

Sargent motions to his men with a silent hand signal.

TWO PARATROOPERS jump out through the railing, parachuting

down to the floor below.

INT. DOWNSTAIRS HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS

The paratroopers sweep the area with their plastic rifles,

then give the "all clear" sign.

The jump rope is lowered, and more soldiers rappel down.

INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM

The toys race towards the nightstand where Woody has placed

the receiving half of the baby monitor.

WOODY:

And this --

(turning on the baby monitor)

-- is how we find out what is in

those presents.

INT. DOWNSTAIRS HALLWAY

The green army men march in formation across the floor when

suddenly...

SFX:
FOOTSTEPS

Can be heard approaching from behind the connecting kitchen

door. Immediately the Sargent signals for his men to freeze

in their various classic action poses.

MRS. DAVIS (O.S.)

Okay, who's hungry? Here come the

chips. I've got Cool Ranch and

Barbeque --

The door opens and Mrs. Davis' foot comes down hard on top

of a soldier.

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