Toy Story 2/Quotes

:[Elsewhere, a car pass by a house. Buzz run out of some bushes towards a mailbox. He gestures to Rex who is covered in leaves. He runs to Buzz but as he did, the leaves fell off him except one when he reaches him. He shrugs with a sheepish chuckle. Slinky, Mr. Potato Head, and Hamm run out of the bushes to Buzz when Ham slips, rolls forward and his cork falls off, spilling his coins out on the pavement]
:Hamm: Uh. All right. Nobody look, til I get my cork back in.
:Buzz Lightyear: 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 Lightyear: Come on, fellas! Did Woody give up when Sid had me strapped to a rocket?
:Other toys: No...
:Buzz Lightyear: 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 Lightyear: 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! [The ending of "The Star-Spangled Banner" plays as American flag behind Buzz changes to black and white after he moves on, transitioning to a broadcast on Al's TV]
:Announcer: And that concludes our broadcast day.
:[The TV turns static.]
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:Woody: [sighing] I can go. I can abandon those guy.
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:Mr. Potato Head: Prepare to meet… [shouts] …Mr. Angry Eyes! Argh, argh! [he accidentally sticks his extra pair of shoes on his face and runs into a wall]
:Woody: Hold on, now. Hey, you don't understand. These are my friends!
:Rex: Yeah, we are her friends!
:Woody: Oh, please, Rex, I mean they are my friends!
:Jessie: [to Slinky who is growling at Bullseye] Hey, stop it! You leave him alone, springy dog! Hey!
:Slinky: Grab Woody, and let's go.
:Woody: Fellas, hold it, Buzz, put me down.
:Rex: Quick, to the vent.
:Jessie: They are stealing him.
:Prospector: No!
:Woody, Buzz Lightyear #2, Mr. Potato Head, Slinky, Rex, Hamm: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
:Buzz Lightyear: Hold it, right here.
:Woody, Mr. Potato Head, Slinky, Rex, Hamm: Buzz!
:Buzz Lightyear: You again?! Woody, thank goodness you are all right.
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:Prospector: Idiots, children destroy toys. You'll all be ruined, forgotten. Spending eternity rotting in some landfill.
:Woody: Well, Stinky Pete, I think it's time you learned the true meaning of playtime. Right over here, guys.
:Prospector: No, no. No!
:Woman over PA: Atlantic air flight 810 from Point Richmond is now arriving at Gate 3.
:Amy: Look, Barbie, a big, ugly man doll. He needs a makeover.
:Doll: Hi, you'll like Amy.
:[Prospector gasps]
:Doll: She's an artist.
:[Prospector crying]
:Mother: Come on, honey.
:Woody: Happy trails, Prospector.
:Slinky: Buzz, Woody.
:Hamm: Help us out here.
:Rex: Hurry.
:[Jessie gasps]
:Woody: Oh, no, Jessie. Come on.
:Jessie: Woody. [screaming]
:Woody: Jessie. [whispers] Come on, Buzz. Yay! Ride like the wind, Bullseye.
:[Woody and Buzz riding Bullseye going to the plane]
:Woody: Hey, howdy, hey. Giddy-yap.
:Buzz Lightyear: Come on, Bullseye.
:Woody: Buzz, give me a boost.
:[Woody climbs up on her suitcases]
:Buzz Lightyear: Woody!
:[he climbs up with the suitcases, giving up on his truck, jumping on her truck, falling on her truck, and the truck is a still, man stealing suitcase]
:Airline rep: Here's the rest.
:[Woody breathing; passenger gives the cardboard box and her bag, zip on her balls, Woody finding the suitcase with Jessie]
:Woody: Excuse me, ma'am, but I believe you are on the wrong flight.
:Jessie: Woody.
:Woody: Come on, Jess. It's time to take your home.
:Jessie: But what it Andy doesn't like me.
:Woody: Nonsense. Andy love you. Besides, he's got a little sister.
:Jessie: He does. Why didn't you say so.
:Woody: Wha...
:[Woody giving Jessie going to her bags]
:Airline rep: Hold it. There's a couple more bags coming from the terminal.
:Woody: Okay, on three. One! Two! [plane door closes]
:Airline rep: Too late. Put them on the next flight.
:[plane whirring on the passengers. The dark with Woody and Jessie]
:Woody: This is bad.
:Jessie: How are we going to get out of here.
:Woody: Over there, come on.
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