Toy Story 2 Page #2

- Hamm? Potato Head, Mr. and Mrs.?

- Here.

- [ Both ] Here.

- Troikas. Check,

check, check, check, check.

- I hate yard sales!

[ Yelps ]

Someone's coming!

[ Gasps ]

Okay. Let's see what's up here.

[ Puzzle Pieces Rattling ]

Bye, Woody.

Wheezy! Think, think, Woody.

Think, think, think.

Ooh-- [ Blows Raspberry,

Sputters, Whistles ]

- [ Barking ]

- Hey. Here, boy. Here, Buster!

Up here!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Okay, boy.

To the yard sale! Hyah!

- [ Potato Head ]

What's goin'on? He's nuts.

- His arm ain't that bad.

Don't do it, Woody!

We love you!

[ Woody ] Careful on the steps, now.

[ Grunting ]

[ Buster Pants ]

[ Child Laughing ]

Okay, boy. Let's go.

And keep it casual.

[ Woody ] Not that casual.

[ Child Babbling ]

- [ Hamm ] Piggy bank

coming through, coming through.

- [ Rex ] Is he out there?

[ Buzz ] There he is.

- [ Woody Grunts ]

- ~~[ Man Whistling ]

- [ Rex ]He's in the box!

- [ Hamm ] He's sellin' himself

for 25 cents!

- You're worth more than that.

- [ Buzz ]Hold on. Hold on.

He's got something.

- It's Wheezy!

- [ All ] Wheezy?

Hey, it's not suicide.

It's a rescue.

- [ Woody Grunts ]

- [ Wheezy Squeaking ]

Good boy, Buster. Hold still.

There. There you go, pal.

- Bless you, Woody.

- All right, now.

Back to Andy's room. Hyah!

- [ Toys Laughing ]

- [ Buzz ] Way to go, cowboy.

- [ Slinky ] Golly bob howdy!

- Woody, I'm slipping!

[ Yells, Grunts ]

[ Child Laughing ]

Mommy-- Mommy, look! Look at this!

- Mommy, look! It's a cowboy dolly!

- Hey, that's not her toy!

[ Slinky ] What's that little gal

think she's doin'?

- Mommy, Mommy, can we get it?

Please? Mommy, please?

- Oh, honey.

You don't want that toy.

It's broken.

- [ Mechanical Voice ]

There's a snake in my boot.

- [ Man Gasping ]

Original hand-painted face.

Natural-dye, blanket-stitched vest!

Little rip. Fixable. Oh, if only you had

your hand-stitched, polyvinyl--

[ Gasps, Laughs Hysterically ] A hat!

I found him! I found him! I found him!

- [ Continues Laughing ]

- [ Andy's Mother ]Buster! Quiet down!

- Excuse me. Can I help you?

- Yes. You can help

take his paws off my pal.

I'll give you, uh,

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

- [ Buzz ]Hand her the sheriff.

Nice and easy.

- Five dollars.

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

- [ Groans ] Wait!

- Now just walk away. The other way.

- I'll give you 50 bucks for it.

- Fifty bucks ain't bad.

- [ Mother ]It's not for sale.

- Everything's for sale.

- We'll trade. You like my watch?

- Sorry.

- He's safe. Way to go!

- She showed him!

- Molly, don't touch that, sweetie.

- [ Sputtering, Groaning ]

[ Potato Head ]

Yeah. Go home, Mr. Fancy Car.

- [ Buzz ]Hold on.

- [ Hamm ] What's up?

[ Rex ] What is it, Buzz?

- [ Crash ]

- [ Toys ] What's happening?

What's he doing?

I can't watch!

Can someone cover my eyes?

- [ Buzz ]He's stealin' Woody!

- [ Rex ] What?

He can't take Woody. It's illegal.

- Where's he going?

- Do something.

- Buzz!

- [ Gasping ]

- [ Potato Head ] Get him, Buzz.

Where's the red jacket?

[ Gasping, Grunting ]

[ Engine Revving ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Cries Out, Grunts ]

Why would someone steal Woody?

[ Grunts, Gasps ]

[ Gasping, Grunting ]

All right.

Let's review this one more time.

At precisely 8:
32-ish,

Exhibit "A," Woody, was kidnapped.

Exhibit " B,"

a composite sketch of the kidnapper.

- He didn't have a beard like that.

- Fine. Etch, give him a shave.

[ Slinky ]

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 " F.B.I."?

- My crime scene!

Oh, why don't you watch

where you're going, "Godspilla"?

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

- Excuse me. Excuse me.

- A little quiet, please. Thank you.

- Huh?

[ Mr. Spell ]

Lazy toy brain.

- Lousy try, Brian.

- What are you doing, Buzz?

It's some sort of message

encoded on that vehicle's I.D. tag.

- Liz try bran.

- It's just a license plate.

It's just a jumble of letters.

Yeah, and there are about

in the tri-county area alone.

- Lou's thigh burn.

- [ Buzz Groaning ]

Oh, this can't help.

Let's leave Buzz to play with his toys.

Toy. Toy. Toy.

Hold on!

[ Mr. Spell Beeping Electronically ]

- Al's Toy Barn.

- Al's Toy Barn!

Etch, draw that man

in a chicken suit.

- [ All Gasping ]

- It's the chicken man!

- [ Buzz ] That's our guy.

- I knew there was something

I didn't like about that chicken.

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.

- [ Phone Beeps Off ]

- [ Chuckling Maniacally ]

You, my little cowboy friend,

are gonna make me big buck-buck-bucks.

[ Gasping, Straining ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Gasping, Grunting ]

- [ Siren Blaring ]

- [ Gasps ]

Andy!

I can't believe I have to drive

all the way to work on a Saturday.

- All the way to work!

- [ Horns Honking ]

[ Grunting ]

What? Whoa!

[ Screaming ]

Hey! Stop! Horsey, stop!

Stop! Sit, boy!

Stop it!

[ Screams ] Sit, I said!

Whoa! Whoa.

[ Grunts ]

- Yee-hah!

- [ Cries Out ]

It's you! It's you!

It's you! It's you! It's you!

- It's really you!

- What's me?

- Whoo-whee!

- [ Mechanical Voice ]

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 meetya! [ Whistles ]

Say "hello" to the Prospector!

- It-- It's a box.

- He's mint in the box.

Never been opened.

[ Pete ] 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, Wood-y.

Why, you don't know

who you are, do you? Bullseye?

[ Gasps ]

That's me.

[ Gasping ]

Wow.

Holy cow.

~~[ Western-style Theme Song ]

[ Announcer ]

Cowboy Crunchies, the cereal that's

sugar-frosted and dipped in chocolate...

proudly presents:

[ Chorus ] ~ Woody's Roundup

Come on, it's time to play~

-~There's Jessie the yodeling cowgirl ~

-~Yodel-ay-hee-hoo ~

- ~~ [ Chorus Yodeling ]

- Look it! That's me!

- ~ Bullseye, he's Woody's horse ~

-~He's a smart one~

-~Meet the old Prospector~

- Has anyone seen my pick?

~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.

- You're going too slow.

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