All right, everyone!
This is a stickup!  
Don't anybody move! 
Now empty that safe.
- Money, money, money!
- Stop it! Stop it,   
  you mean old potato.
Quiet, Bo Peep,            
or your sheep get run over!
Help! Baa! Help us!
Oh, no, not my sheep!  
Somebody, do something!
 Reach for the sky.
Oh, no! Sheriff Woody!
I'm here to stop you,
One-Eyed Bart.       
- How'd you know it was me?  
- Are you gonna come quietly?
You can't touch me, Sheriff.  
I brought my attack dog       
with the built-in force field.
Well, I brought my dinosaur
who eats force-field dogs. 
You're going to jail, Bart.
Say good-bye to the wife   
and tater tots.            
You saved the day again, Woody.
You're my favorite deputy.
You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
Come on, let's wrangle up
the cattle.              
When the road looks
rough ahead        
And you're miles and miles
from your nice, warm bed  
 - Round 'em up, cowboy. 
- Just remember         
  what your old pal said
- Boy, you've got
  a friend in me 
 - Yee-haw!       
- Yeah, you've got
  a friend in me  
 - Hey, cowboy!    
Some other folks might be     
a little bit smarter than I am
Big and stronger too
 - Come on, Woody.
- Maybe          
But none of them will ever
love you the way I do     
It's me and you, boy
And as the years go by
Our friendship will never die
You're gonna see
it's our destiny
- You've got a friend in me
 - All right!               
- Yeah, you've got
  a friend in me  
 - Score!          
- You've got a friend in me
 - Wow! Cool!               
- What do you think?        
- Oh, this looks great, Mom!
- Okay, birthday boy.      
- We saw that at the store!
  I asked you for it!      
- I hope I have enough places.  
- Wow, look at that! That's so--
  Oh, my gosh, you got--        
One, two-- four. Yeah, I think
that's going to be enough.    
- Can we leave this up
  'til we move?       
- Well, sure.         
- We can leave it up.
- Yeah!              
- Now go get Molly.  
- Your friends are going
  to be here any minute.
- Okay!                 
It's party time, Woody.
Howdy, little lady.
Somebody's poisoned
the water hole.    
Come on, Molly.          
Oh, you're getting heavy.
See you later, Woody!
Pull my string!            
The birthday party's today?
Okay, everybody,
coast is clear! 
Ages three and up.  
It's on my box.     
"Ages three and up."
I'm not supposed to be      
baby-sitting Princess Drool.
Hey, Hamm, look.
I'm Picasso!    
- I don't get it.      
- You uncultured swine.
What are you looking at,
ya hockey puck?         
- Uh, hey, Sarge,      
  have you seen Slinky?
- Sir! No, sir!        
Okay. Hey, thank you.
At ease.             
- Hey, uh, Slinky?    
- Right here, Woody.  
  I-I'm red this time.
- No, S-Slink--              
- Oh, well, all right.       
  You can be red if you want.
N-Not now, Slink.   
I got some bad news.
- Bad news?     
- Shh, shh, shh!
- Just gather everyone up for a
  staff meeting, and be happy. 
- Got it.                      
Be happy!
Staff meeting, everybody!    
Snake, Robot, podium, please.
Hey, Etch. Draw!
Oh! Got me again.
Etch, you've been         
working on that draw.     
Fastest knobs in the West.
Uh, got a staff meeting,    
you guys. Come on, let's go.
Now, where is that-- Oh.
Hey, who moved my doodle pad
way over here?              
- Uh, how're you doin', Rex?
- Were you scared?          
  Tell me honestly.         
I was close to being scared
that time.                 
Oh, I'm going for fearsome here,
but I just don't feel it!       
I think I'm just       
coming off as annoying.
Ow! Oh, hi, Bo. Hi.
I wanted to thank you, Woody,
for saving my flock.         
Oh, hey, it was, uh, nothin'.
What do you say I get
someone else to watch
the sheep tonight?   
Oh, yeah. I--
Remember, I'm just      
a couple of blocks away.
Come on, come on.     
Smaller toys up front.
Hey, Woody, come on.
Oh, thanks, Mike.
Okay-- Oh, whoa. 
Step back.       
- For crying out loud.
- Okay. Thank you.    
Hello. Check.      
That better? Great.
Everybody hear me?     
Up on the shelf,       
can you hear me? Great.
Okay, first item today:
uh, oh, yeah--     
has everyone picked
a moving buddy?    
- What?                
- Moving buddy?        
  You can't be serious.
Well, I didn't know we were  
supposed to have one already.
- Do we have to hold hands?
- 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!              
All right, 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.
- You're welcome.      
Okay. Uh, oh, yes.       
One, uh, minor note here.
Andy's birthday party   
has been moved to today.
- Uh, next we have--
- Wait a minute.    
- What do you mean  
  the party's today?
- His birthday's not         
  'til next week!            
- What's goin' on down there?
-Is his mom losin' her marbles? 
-Well, obviously, she wanted to 
 have the party before the move.
- I'm not worried.              
  You shouldn't be worried.     
- Of course Woody ain't worried.
-He's been Andy's favorite      
 since kindergarten.            
-Hey, hey. Come on, Potato Head.
If Woody says it's all right,
then, well, darn it,         
it's good enough for me.     
Woody has never         
steered us wrong before.
Come on, guys.              
Every Christmas and birthday
we go through this.         
But what if Andy gets        
another dinosaur, a mean one?
I just don't think I could take
that kind of rejection!        
Hey, listen.              
No one's getting replaced.
This is Andy        
we're talking about.
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? 
Pardon me. I hate to       
break up the staff meeting,
but they're here!          
- Birthday guests     
  at three o'clock!   
- Stay calm, everyone!
- Uh, meeting adjourned.       
- Ho, boy, will you take a look
  at all those presents?       
I can't see a thing.
Yes, sir. We're next month's
garage sale fodder for sure.
- Any dinosaur-shaped ones?
- Oh, for crying out loud. 
- They're all in boxes,  
  you idiot.             
- They're getting bigger!
- Wait, there's a nice   
  little one over there. 
- Hi!                    
- Spell: trash can.
 - We're doomed!    
All right. All right!
If I send out the troops,
will you all calm down?  
- Yes! Yes! We promise!     
- Okay! Save your batteries.
Eh, very good, Woody.       
That's using the old noodle.
Sergeant, establish a recon post
downstairs. Code Red!           
- You know what to do.
- Yes, sir!           
All right, men.
You heard him. 
Code Red!      
Repeat: we are at Code Red. 
Recon plan Charlie. Execute!
Let's move, move,
move, move, move!
Okay. Come on, kids. Everyone  
in the living room. It's almost
time for the presents.         
All right, gangway, gangway.
And this is how we find out...
what is in those presents.
Okay! Who's hungry?
Here come the chips!
I've got Cool Ranch 
and barbecue! Ow!   
What in the world? Oh!
I thought I told him  
to pick these up.     
Shouldn't they be there by now?
What's taking them so long?    
Hey, these guys   
are professionals.
They're the best. 
Come on. They're not  
lying down on the job.
- G-Go on without me. Just go.
- A good soldier never leaves 
  a man behind.               
Okay, everybody.
Come on.        
Settle down. Now, kids.         
Everybody-- You sit in a circle.
No, Andy. Andy, you sit
in the middle there.   
Good. And which present  
are you gonna open first?
There they are.
- Come in, Mother Bird.  
  This is Alpha Bravo.   
 - This is it! This is it!
- Come in, Mother Bird.  
 - Quiet, quiet, quiet!     
- All right, Andy's opening
  the first present now.   
Mrs. Potato Head!
Mrs. Potato Head!
Mrs. Potato Head!
- Hey, I can dream, can't I?
- The bow's coming off.     
He's ripping the wrapping paper.
It's a-- It's-- It's a--        
A lunch box.               
We've got a lunch box here.
- A lunch box?
- A lunch box?
- For lunch.  
Okay, second present.
It appears to be--   
- Okay, it's bed sheets.
 - Who invited that kid? 
Oh! Only one left.
- Okay, we're on       
  the last present now.
 - Last present!        
It's a big one. It's a--
It's a board game!      
Repeat: Battleship.     
- Yay!       
- Hallelujah!
- Yeah, all right.           
- Hey! Watch it!             
- Sorry there, old spud head.
Mission accomplished.      
Well done, men. Pack it up.
We're goin' home.          
So did I tell you? Huh?
Nothin' to worry about.
I knew you were right    
all along, Woody. Never  
doubted you for a second.
Wait a minute.           
Oh, what do we have here?
Turn that thing back on!
Come in, Mother Bird.
Come in, Mother Bird.
Mom has pulled a surprise
present from the closet. 
Andy's opening it. 
He's really excited
about this one.    
- Mom! What is it?    
- It's a huge package.
Oh, get outta the--           
One of the kids is in the way.
I can't see.                  
It's a--
It's a what?
What is it? 
- Oh, no!                     
- Oh, ya big lizard! Now we'll
  never know what it is!      
- Way to go, Rex!         
- No, no! Turn 'em around!
  Turn 'em around!        
Oh, he's puttin' 'em in   
backwards. You're-- You're
puttin' 'em in backwards! 
Plus is positive, 
minus is negative!
Oh, let me!       
Let's go to my room, guys!
Red alert! Red alert!   
Andy is coming upstairs!
- There!                     
- Juvenile intrusion. Repeat,
  resume your positions now! 
Andy's coming, everybody!  
Back to your places! Hurry!
Get to your places!
Get to your places!
Where's my ear?    
Who's seen my ear? 
Did you see my ear?
Out of my way!   
Here I come!     
Here I come! Ohh!
Hey, look!          
Its lasers light up.
- Take that, Zurg!            
- Quick, make a space. This is
  where the spaceship lands.  
And he does it back, and he does
a karate-chop action.           
Come on down, guys! 
It's time for games!
- We got prizes!
- Oh, yeah!     
- What is it?               
- Can you see it?           
- What the heck is up there?
Woody, who's up there
with ya?             
Woody, what are you 
doing under the bed?
Uh, nothin'. Uh, nothin'.  
I'm sure Andy was just a   
little excited, that's all.
Too much cake and ice cream,   
I suppose. It's just a mistake!
Well, that mistake is sitting
in your spot, Woody.         
- Oh! Have you been replaced?
- Hey, what did I            
  tell you earlier?          
No one is getting replaced.
Now, let's all be polite
and give whatever it is 
up there...             
a nice, big         
Andy's-room welcome.
Buzz Lightyear to Star Command.
Come in, Star Command.         
Star Command, come in.
Do you read me?       
Why don't they answer?
My ship!
Blast! This'll take
weeks to repair.   
Buzz Lightyear mission log,
stardate 4-0-7-2.          
My ship has run off course
en route to sector 12.    
I've crash-landed   
on a strange planet.
The impact must've awoken me
from hypersleep.            
Terrain seems  
a bit unstable.
No readout yet           
if the air is breathable.
- And there seems to be no sign
  of intelligent life anywhere.
- Hello!                       
Whoa! He-Hey! Whoa,    
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Did I frighten you?    
Didn't mean to. Sorry.    
Howdy. My name is Woody...
and this is Andy's room.
That's all I wanted to say.
And also, there has been
a bit of a mix-up.      
This is my spot, see--
the bed here.         
Local law enforcement.       
It's about time you got here.
I'm Buzz Lightyear,      
Space Ranger,            
Universe Protection Unit.
My ship has crash-landed
here by mistake.        
Yes, it is a mistake,   
because, you see,       
the bed here is my spot.
I need to repair  
my turbo boosters.
Do you people still use      
fossil fuels, or have you    
discovered crystallic fusion?
Well, let's see.  
We got double-A's.
- Watch yourself!      
  Halt! Who goes there?
- Don't shoot!         
- It's okay. Friends.          
- Do you know these life-forms?
Yes. They're Andy's toys.
All right, everyone.     
You're clear to come out.
I am Buzz Lightyear.
I come in peace.    
Oh, I'm so glad       
you're not a dinosaur!
All right, thank you.
Now, thank you all    
for your kind welcome.
- Say, what's that button do?
- I'll show you.             
- Buzz Lightyear to the rescue.
- Whoa!                        
- Man!                         
Hey, Woody's got something      
like that. His is a pull string,
only it's--                     
- Only it sounds like
  a car ran over it. 
- Oh, yeah, but not  
  like this one.     
This is a quality sound system.
Probably all copper wiring, huh?
So, uh, where you from?         
Singapore? Hong Kong?           
Well, no. Actually, I-I'm--  
I'm stationed up in the Gamma
Quadrant of Sector Four.     
As a member of the elite  
Universe Protection Unit  
of the Space Ranger Corps,
I protect the galaxy          
from the threat of invasion...
from the evil Emperor Zurg,
sworn enemy of             
the Galactic Alliance.     
Oh, really?        
I'm from Playskool.
And I'm from Mattel.
Well, I'm not really
from Mattel.        
I'm actually from a smaller
company that was purchased 
in a leveraged buyout.     
You'd think they'd never
seen a new toy before.  
Well, sure, look at him.    
He's got more gadgets on him
than a Swiss Army knife.    
Ah, ah, ah, ah! Please be       
careful. You don't want to be in
the way when my laser goes off. 
Hey, a laser!          
How come you don't have
a laser, Woody?        
It's not a laser. It's a--
It's a little light bulb  
that blinks.              
- What's with him?         
- Laser envy.              
- All right, that's enough!
Look, we're all very impressed
with Andy's new toy.          
- Toy?       
- T-O-Y. Toy!
Excuse me. I-I think         
the word you're searching for
is "Space Ranger."           
The word I'm searching for 
I can't say because there's
preschool toys present.    
Gettin' kind of tense,
aren't ya?            
Oh, uh, Mr. Lightyear,
uh, now, I'm curious. 
What does a Space Ranger
actually do?            
He's not a Space Ranger!  
He doesn't fight evil or--
or shoot lasers or fly!   
Excuse me.
- Wow!                    
- Oh, impressive wingspan.
  Very good!              
Oh, what? What?   
These are plastic.
He can't fly.     
They are a terillium-carbonic
alloy, and Ican fly.        
- No, you can't.
- Yes, I can.   
- You can't.          
- Can.                
- Can't. Can't. Can't!
I tell you, I could fly around
this room with my eyes closed!
Okay, then, Mr. Light Beer,
prove it.                  
All right, then, I will.
Stand back, everyone.
To infinity and beyond!
- Can! 
- Whoa!
Oh, wow! You flew
- I found my movin' buddy.    
- Thank you. Th-Thank you all.
  Thank you.                  
That wasn't flying.         
That was falling with style.
Man, the dolls         
must really go for you.
Can you teach me that? 
- Golly bob howdy!
- Oh, shut up!    
No, in a couple of days,       
everything will be just the way
it was. They'll see.           
They'll see. I'm still
Andy's favorite toy.  
 I was on top of the world
livin' high              
- It was right in my pocket
 - Whoa!                    
I was livin' the life
Things were just the way
they should be          
When from out of the sky
like a bomb             
Comes some little punk
in a rocket           
Now all of a sudden
some strange things
are happening to me
Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!
Strange things
Are happening to me
Strange things
Strange things
Are happening to me
Ain't no doubt about it
I had friends        
I had lots of friends
Now all my friends are gone
And I'm doin' the best I can
To carry on
- I had power
- Power      
- I was respected
- Respected      
But not anymore
And I've lost the love
of the one            
Whom I adore
Let me tell you 'bout it
Strange things          
Are happening to me
Strange things
Strange things
Are happening to me
Ain't no doubt about it
Strange things
Strange things
Oh! Finally.
- Hey, who's got my hat?
- Look, I'm Woody.      
  Howdy, howdy, howdy.  
Ah-ha. Ah-ha!
Give me that!
Say there, Lizard         
and Stretchy Dog,         
let me show you something.
It looks as though I've been
accepted into your culture. 
Your chief Andy          
inscribed his name on me.
Wow! With permanent ink too!
Well, I must get back
to repairing my ship.
- Don't let it      
  get to you, Woody.
- Uh, let what?     
I don't, uh--         
What do you mean? Who?
I know Andy's excited
about Buzz,          
but you know he'll always have
a special place for you.      
- Yeah, like the attic.
- All right! That's it!
- Unidirectional bonding strip. 
- Mr. Lightyear wants more tape.
Listen, Light Snack,    
you stay away from Andy.
He's mine, and no one      
is taking him away from me.
What are you talking about?
Where's that bonding strip?
And another thing: stop   
with this spaceman thing! 
It's getting on my nerves!
Are you saying you want to
lodge a complaint         
with Star Command?        
Oh-ho-ho! Okay!         
Ooh, well, so you wanna 
do it the hard way, huh?
- Don't even think    
  about it, cowboy.   
- Oh, yeah, tough guy?
The air isn't toxic.          
How dare you open a spaceman's
helmet on an uncharted planet!
My eyeballs could've been 
sucked from their sockets.
You actually think        
you'rethe Buzz Lightyear?
Oh, all this time       
I thought it was an act!
Hey, guys, look!             
It's the real Buzz Lightyear!
-You're mocking me, aren't you? 
-Oh, no, no. No, no, no, no, no.
- Buzz, look! An alien!
- Where?               
- Uh-oh.   
- It's Sid!
- Don't move!     
- I thought he was
  at summer camp. 
- They, uh, must have kicked him
  out early this year.          
- Oh, no, not Sid!              
- Who is it this time?       
- Uh, I can't-- I can't tell.
- Hey, where's Lenny?
- Right here, Woody. 
Oh, no, I can't bear        
to watch one of these again.
- Stay where you are!        
- Oh, no, it's a Combat Carl.
- What's going on?           
- Nothing that concerns      
  you spacemen; just us toys.
I'd better take a look
Why is that soldier strapped
to an explosive device?     
That's why-- Sid.
- Hmm, sure is a hairy fellow.
- No, no, that's Scud,        
  you idiot.                  
That is Sid.
- You mean that happy child?
- That ain't no happy child.
He tortures toys,
just for fun!    
Well, then, we've   
got to do something.
- What are you doing? 
  Get down from there!
- I'm gonna teach     
  that boy a lesson.  
Yeah, sure. You go ahead.      
Melt him with your scary laser.
Be careful with that.    
It's extremely dangerous.
He's lighting it!
He's lighting it!
Hit the dirt!    
Look out!
Yes! He's gone!
He's history!  
I could've stopped him.
Buzz, I would love
to see you try.   
- Of course, I'd love    
  to see you as a crater.
- Yeah!                  
- The sooner we move,         
  the better.                 
- Oh, what a great shot. Yeah!
To infinity and beyond!
Oh, all this packing makes me   
hungry. What would you say to   
dinner at, uh, oh, Pizza Planet?
Pizza Planet? Oh, cool!
Go wash your hands,      
and I'll get Molly ready.
- Can I bring some toys?
- You can bring one toy.
- Just one?
- One toy? 
Will Andy pick me?
"Don't count on it"?
Buzz! Oh, Buzz!
Buzz Lightyear!
Buzz Lightyear, thank goodness!
We've got trouble!             
- Trouble? Where?             
- Down there. Just down there.
A helpless toy!           
It's-- It's trapped, Buzz!
Then we've no time to lose.
- I don't see anything. 
- Uh, he's there. Just--
  Just keep looking.    
What kind of toy--
- Buzz!
- Buzz!
- Buzz!
- I don't see him           
  in the driveway.          
- Did you see what happened?
- I think he bounced
  into Sid's yard!  
- Ohh! Buzz!        
Hey, everyone!                 
R.C.'s trying to say something.
What is it, boy?               
- He's saying that this
  was no accident.     
- Huh?                 
- What do you mean?   
- I mean Humpty-Dumpty
  was pushed.         
- No!      
- By Woody!
- What?    
- What?    
Wait a minute. You-- You don't  
think I meant to knock Buzz out 
the window, do you? Potato Head?
That's Mr. Potato Head to you,
you back-stabbin' murderer!   
Now, it was an accident,
guys. Come on.          
Now, you-- you gotta
believe me.         
We believe ya, Woody.
Right, Rex?          
Well, ye-- n--              
I don't like confrontations.
Where is your honor, dirt bag?
You are an absolute disgrace! 
You don't deserve to-- Hey!   
You couldn't handle Buzz    
cuttin' in on your playtime,
could you, Woody?           
Didn't wanna face the fact
that Buzz just might be   
Andy's new favorite toy.  
So you got rid of him. Well,
what if Andy starts playing 
with me more, Woody, huh?   
You're gonna knock me out
of the window too?       
- I don't think we should
  give him the chance.   
- There he is, men.      
- Frag him!          
- Let's string him up
  by his pull string!
- I've got dibs on his hat!
- Would you boys stop it?  
- Tackle him!          
- No, no, no! W-W-Wait!
- Boys, stop it!       
- I can explain everything.
- Okay, Mom, be right down.
- I've gotta get Buzz.
- Retreat!            
-Mom, do you know where Buzz is?
-No, I haven't seen him.        
Andy, I'm heading
out the door!    
- But, Mom, I can't find him!
- Honey, just grab some      
  other toy. Now, come on.   
I couldn't find my Buzz.      
I know I left him right there.
Honey, I'm sure he's around.
You'll find him.            
It's too short!      
We need more monkeys!
There aren't any more!  
That's the whole barrel!
Buzz, the monkeys
aren't working.  
We're formulating
another plan!    
Stay calm!            
Oh, where could he be?
- Can I help pump the gas?      
- Sure! I'll even let you drive.
- Yeah?                
- Yeah, when you're 16.
Yuk, yuk, yuk.
Funny, Mom.   
Oh, great. How am I      
gonna convince those guys
it was an accident?      
Buzz! Hah! You're alive!
This is great!           
Oh, I'm saved! I'm saved!
Andy will find you here. 
He'll take us back       
to the room, and then you
can tell everyone...     
that this was all  
just a big mistake.
Huh? Right? Buddy?
I just want you to know   
that even though you tried
to terminate me,          
revenge is not an idea  
we promote on my planet.
- Oh. Oh, that's good.       
- But we're not on my planet.
- Are we?
- No.    
Okay. Come on!         
You want a piece of me?
 - Ow!                     
 - Buzz-- Buzz-- Buzz      
  Lightyear to the rescue.
- Ah-ow!             
- Next stop--        
- Pizza Planet. Yeah!
Wh-- Doesn't he realize
that I'm not there?    
I'm lost!
Oh, I'm a lost toy!
Buzz Lightyear mission log.
The local sheriff and I seem
to be at a huge refueling   
station of some sort.       
- According to my     
  navi-computer, the--
- Shut up!            
- Just shut up, you idiot!
- Sheriff, this is        
  no time to panic.       
This is the perfect time
to panic! I'm lost!     
Andy is gone!           
They're gonna move from 
their house in two days,
and it's all your fault!
My-- My fault?                 
If you hadn't pushed me out of 
the window in the first place--
Oh, yeah? Well, if you hadn't 
shown up in your stupid little
cardboard spaceship...        
and taken away everything 
that was important to me--
Don't talk to me 
about importance.
Because of you,            
the security of this entire
universe is in jeopardy!   
What? What are you
talking about?    
Right now, poised at the edge  
of the galaxy, Emperor Zurg has
been secretly building...      
a weapon with the           
destructive capacity to     
annihilate an entire planet!
I alone have information  
that reveals this weapon's
only weakness.            
And you, my friend, are      
responsible for delaying my  
rendezvous with Star Command!
You are a toy!
You aren't the real         
Buzz Lightyear! You're a--  
Uh, you're an action figure!
You are a child's
You are a sad, strange  
little man, and you have
my pity. Farewell.      
Oh, yeah? Well,         
good riddance, ya loony.
"Rendezvous with Star Command."
- Hey, gas dude!    
- You talking to me?
- Yeah, man.      
- Pizza Planet?   
- Can you help me?
- Do you know where    
  Cutting Boulevard is?
- Andy!                
- Just a moment.
- Oh, no!       
I can't show my face      
in that room without Buzz.
- Buzz! Buzz, come back!
- Go away.              
No, Buzz, you gotta
come back! I--     
I found a spaceship!
It's a spaceship, Buzz.
Come on, man, hurry up!
Um, like, the pizzas   
are getting cold here. 
- Oh, yeah, Cutting Boulevard.
- Yeah, yeah. Which way?      
Now, you're sure this space
freighter will return...   
to its port of origin once   
it jettisons its food supply?
Uh-huh. And when we
get there,         
we'll be able to find a way
to transport you home.     
-Well, then, let's climb aboard.
-No, no, no, wait! Buzz! Buzz!  
Let's get in the back.   
No one will see us there.
Negative. There are no
restraining harnesses 
in the cargo area.    
- We'll be much safer
  in the cockpit.    
- Yeah, but--        
- Buzz! Buzz!      
- That's two lefts 
  and a right, huh?
- Yeah.             
- Uh, thanks for the
  directions, okay? 
- Yeah, remember, kid--
- Buzz!                
"It's safer in the cockpit
than the cargo bay."      
What an idiot.            
Next shuttle liftoff    
scheduled for T-minus   
30 minutes and counting.
You are cleared to enter.
Welcome to Pizza Planet.
- The white zone       
  is for eating pizza--
 - Sheriff!             
Sheriff? There you are.
Now, the entrance           
is heavily guarded.         
We need a way to get inside.
Great idea, Woody.   
I like your thinkin'.
You are cleared to enter.
- Welcome to Pizza Planet.
 - Now!                    
Quickly, Sheriff!       
The air lock is closing.
Jones, party of five,         
your shuttle is now boarding--
Mom, can we have
some tokens?    
- Ow! Watch where
  you're going!  
- Sorry!         
Nine, eight, seven, six,
five, four, three,
two, one.
What a spaceport!
Good work, Woody.
- Mom, can I play Black Hole?
  Please, please, please!    
- Andy!                      
- Oh, it's so cool!           
- Now, we need to find a ship 
  that's headed for Sector 12.
Wait a minute. No, no, no, Buzz.
This way! There's a special     
ship. I just saw it.            
You mean it has hyperdrive?
Hyperactive hyperdrive
and Astro, uh, turf!  
- Where is it?       
  I-I don't see the--
- Come on. That's it.
All right, Buzz,
get ready. And--
-Until the universe explodes!   
-Okay, Buzz, when I say go,     
 we're gonna jump in the basket.
- Hey, Mom, if I eat          
  all of my pizza,            
- No!                         
- can I have some alien slime?
This cannot be  
happening to me!
- A stranger.      
- From the outside.
- Ooh!             
I am Buzz Lightyear.
-I come in peace.               
-Tell me what it's like outside.
Before your space journey,
re-energize yourself with 
a slice of pepperoni,     
now boarding at counter three.
This is an intergalactic       
emergency. I need to commandeer
your vessel to Sector 12.      
Who's in charge here?
The claw!
- The claw is our master.     
- The claw chooses who will go
  and who will stay.          
- This is ludicrous.
- Hey, bozo, you got
  a brain in there? 
Take that!
Oh, no! Sid!
Get down!   
- What's gotten into you,
  Sheriff? I wa--        
- You are the one...     
- that decided to  
  climb into this--
- Shh! The claw.   
It moves.
I have been chosen!
Farewell, my friends.     
I go on to a better place.
A Buzz Lightyear?
No way!          
- Yes!     
- Buzz! No!
- He has been chosen.
- He must go.        
- Hey!               
- You might anger the claw.   
- What are you doing? Stop it!
- The claw! The claw!         
- Stop it, you zealots! 
- Do not fight the claw.
All right!    
Double prizes!
Let's go home and play.
Sheriff, I can see      
your dwelling from here.
You're almost home.     
Nirvana is coming.       
The mystic portal awaits.
Will you be quiet?            
You guys don't get it, do you?
Once we go into Sid's house,
we won't be coming out!     
Whoa, Scud! Hey, boy!
Sit! Good boy.       
- Hey, I got something
  for you, boy.       
- Freeze!             
Ready, set, now!
Hannah! Hey, Hannah!
- What?               
- Did I get my package
  in the mail?        
- I don't know.    
- What do you mean,
  you don't know?  
I don't know.
- Oh, no, Hannah!
- What?          
- Look-- Janie!  
- Hey!          
- She's sick!   
- No, she's not!
- I'll have to perform 
  one of my operations.
- No!                  
- Not Sid's room.
  Not there.     
- No!            
Sid, give her back!
- Oh, no!             
- Mom!                
- We have a sick      
  patient here, Nurse.
Prepare the O.R., stat!
Patient is prepped.
No one's ever attempted
a double bypass...     
brain transplant before.
Now for the tricky part.
I don't believe that man's  
ever been to medical school.
Doctor, you've done it!
Janie's all better now.
- Mom! Mom!   
- She's lying!
Whatever she says,
it's not true!    
We are gonna die.
I'm outta here!  
There's gotta be       
another way outta here.
Uh, Buzz, was that you?
Hey, hi there,
little fella. 
Come out here.               
Do you know a way outta here?
They're cannibals.
Mayday, mayday.       
Come in, Star Command.
Send reinforcements.  
Star Command, do you copy?
I've set my laser 
from stun to kill.
Ah, great, great.              
Yeah, and if anyone attacks us,
we can blink 'em to death.     
Hey, you guys, I think         
I found him. Buzz, is that you?
Whiskers, will you
get out of here!  
You're interfering       
with a search and rescue!
Look! They're home.
- Mom, have you seen Woody?
- Where was the last place 
  you left him?            
- Right here in the van.
- I'm sure he's there.  
You're just not looking
hard enough.           
He's not here, Mom.
Woody's gone!      
- Woody's gone?       
- Yeah, boy,          
  the weasel ran away.
Huh? Huh?                
I told you he was guilty.
Who would've thought he was
capable of such atrocities?
Oh, Slink,       
I hope he's okay.
Oh, a survivor!
Where's the rebel base?
I can see your will
is strong.         
Well, we have ways 
of making you talk.
Where are your    
rebel friends now?
- Sid, your Pop Tarts
  are ready!         
- All right!         
Are you all right?        
I'm proud of you, Sheriff.
A lesser man would've     
talked under such torture.
I sure hope this
isn't permanent.
Still no word from Star Command.
We're not that far              
from the spaceport.             
The door. It's open!
We're free!         
- Woody, we don't know
  what's out there!   
- I'll tell you wha-- 
They're gonna eat us, Buzz!
Do something, quick!       
Shield your eyes!
It's not working.            
I recharged it before I left.
I-It should be good for--    
You idiot, you're a toy!    
Use your karate-chop action!
- Get away!             
- Hey! Hey! How're you  
  doin' that? Stop that!
- Back! Back,       
  you savages! Back!
- Woody, stop it.   
Sorry, guys,           
but dinner's cancelled.
There's no place like home.
There's no place like home.
There's no place like home!
Another stunt like that, cowboy,
and you're gonna get us killed. 
- Don't tell me what to do.
- Shh!                     
Yee-haw! Giddyap, partner!
We got to get this   
wagon train a-movin'!
Split up!
Calling Buzz Lightyear. 
Come in, Buzz Lightyear.
This is Star Command.   
- Buzz Lightyear,
 - Star Command!  
- do you read me?
Buzz Lightyear responding.
Read you loud and clear.  
Buzz Lightyear,              
planet Earth needs your help!
- On the way!    
- Buzz Lightyear!
The world's greatest superhero,
now the world's greatest toy!  
Buzz has it all!           
Locking wrist communicator!
- Calling Buzz Lightyear!
- Karate-chop action!    
- Wow!                  
- Pulsating laser light!
- Total annihilation!          
- Multi-phrase voice simulator!
There's a secret mission
in uncharted space.     
There's a secret mission
in uncharted space.     
And best of all,          
high pressure space wings!
- To infinity and beyond!
- Not a flying toy.      
Get your Buzz Lightyear
action figure and save 
a galaxy near you!     
-Buzz Lightyear!                
-Available at all Al's Toy Barn 
 outlets in the Tri-county area.
Out among the stars I sit
Way beyond the moon
In my silver ship I sail
To a dream         
that ended too soon
Now I know
Exactly who I am     
and what I'm here for
You are a toy!
You can't fly!
And I will go sailing
No more
But no, it can't be true
I could fly if I wanted to
Like a bird in the sky
If I believed I could fly
Why, I'd fly
To infinity and beyond!
Clearly I
Will go sailing
No more
Mom! Mom, have you seen
my Sally doll?         
What, dear?   
What was that?
Never mind!
Buzz, the coast is clear.
Buzz, where are you?     
There's a secret mission     
in uncharted space. Let's go.
 Really? That is
so interesting.
Would you like some tea,
Mrs. Nesbitt?           
- Buzz!                         
- It's so nice you could join us
  on such late notice.          
- Oh, no.           
- What a lovely hat,
  Mrs. Nesbitt.     
It goes quite well
with your head.   
Hannah! Oh, Hannah!
Mom? Please excuse me, ladies.
I'll be right back.           
What is it, Mom?
Mom, where are you?
Buzz! Hey! Buzz, are you okay?
Gone! It's all gone.
All of it's gone.          
Bye-bye. Whoo-whoo. See ya.
- What happened to you?      
- One minute you're defending
  the whole galaxy,          
and suddenly you find yourself
suckin' down Darjeeling...    
with Marie Antoinette 
and her little sister.
I think you've had enough tea
for today.                   
- Let's get you    
  outta here, Buzz.
- Don't you get it?
You see the hat?  
I am Mrs. Nesbitt!
Snap out of it, Buzz!
I-I-I'm-- I'm sorry, I--
You're right.           
I am just a little depressed,
that's all. I--              
I-I can get through this.
- Oh, I'm a sham!
- Shh!           
- Look at me. 
- Quiet, Buzz!
I can't even fly out
of a window.        
But the hat looked good?    
Tell me the hat looked good.
- The apron is a bit much.
- Out the window!         
Buzz, you're a genius!     
Come on, come on. This way.
Years of academy training
- B-3.      
- Miss! G-6.
Ohh! You sunk it!
- Are you peeking?     
- Oh, quit your whining
  and pay up.          
No, no, not the ear.      
Give me the nose. Come on.
How about three out of five?
Hey, guys! Guys!
- Hey!                    
- Son of a building block!
- It's Woody.                  
- He's in the psycho's bedroom.
- H-H-Hi!              
- Everyone! It's Woody!
- Woody?         
- You're kidding!
- Woody!         
We're gonna get out
of here, Buzz.     
- Hey, look!
- Woody!    
Oh, boy, am I glad
to see you guys!  
- I knew you'd come back, Woody!
- What are you doin' over there?
It's a long story, Bo.
I'll explain later.   
Here! Catch this!
Whoa! I got it, Woody!
- He got it, Woody! 
- Good goin', Slink!
- Now just, just         
  tie it on to somethin'.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.
- I got a better idea.
  How about we don't? 
- Hey!                
- Potato Head!              
- Did you all take          
  stupid pills this morning?
Have you forgotten what he did
to Buzz? And now you want to  
let him back over here?       
No! No, no. No, no, no, no, no.
You got it--                   
You got it all wrong,
Potato Head.         
Buzz is fine. Buzz is    
right here. He's with me.
- You are a liar!
- No, I'm not!   
Buzz, come over here and j-just 
tell the nice toys that you're--
that you're not dead.           
Just a sec! Buzz, will you     
get up here and give me a hand?
That's very funny, Buzz.
This is serious!        
Hey, Woody, where'd ya go?
He's lying. Buzz ain't there.
Oh, hi, Buzz.          
Why don't you say hello
to the guys over there?
Hiya, fellas!          
To infinity and beyond!
Hey, look! It's Buzz!
Yeah! Hey, Buzz, let's show
the guys our new secret    
best-friends handshake.    
- Give me five, man!      
- Something's screwy here.
So you see, we're friends now,
guys. Aren't we, Buzz?        
You bet. Give me a hug.
- Oh, I love you too.
- See? It is Buzz.   
- Now give back the lights,
  Potato Head.             
- Wait just a minute.      
- What are you tryin' to pull?
- Nothin'.                    
- Oh, that is disgusting.
- Murderer!              
- No! No, no, no, no, no!
- You murdering dog!     
- It's not what you think,
  I swear!                
- Save it for the jury!   
I hope Sid pulls              
your voice box out, you creep.
No! No! No, no!           
Don't leave! Don't leave!  
Y-Ya gotta help us, please!
-You don't know                 
 what it's like over here!      
-Come on, let's get out of here.
Go back to your lives, citizens.
Show's over.                    
Come back! Slink!
Slink, please!      
Please listen to me!
No! No, come back!
Go away, you disgusting freaks!
All right, back!    
Back, you cannibals!
He is still alive and you're--
you're not gonna get him,     
you monsters!                 
What are you doin'?
Hey. Hey, they fixed you.
But-- But they're cannibals. We
saw them eat those other toys. 
Uh, sorry. I-I-I thought
that you were gonna,    
you kn--                
you know, eat my friend.
Hey, no, no. Hey. Hey!
What's wrong?         
- Sid!                   
- Not now, Mom! I'm busy!
Buzz, come on, get up!
Use your legs!        
Fine! Let Sid trash you!
But don't blame me!     
It came! It finally came!
"The Big One."
"Extremely dangerous.          
Keep out of reach of children."
Cool! What am I gonna blow?
Man! Hey, where's that
wimpy cowboy doll?    
I've always wanted to put
a spaceman into orbit.   
Oh, no!
Oh, man!
Sid Phillips reporting.
Launch of the shuttle has been
delayed due to adverse weather
conditions at the launch site.
Tomorrow's forecast? Sunny.
Sweet dreams.
I looked everywhere, honey, but
all I could find was your hat. 
W-What if we leave them behind?
Oh, don't worry, honey.
I'm sure we'll find Woody and 
Buzz before we leave tomorrow.
- I need air.                 
- Will you quit moving around?
I'm sorry. It's just that
I get-- I get so nervous 
before I travel.         
How did I get stuck with you
as a moving buddy?          
Everyone else was picked.
Oh, Woody.
If only you could see    
how much Andy misses you.
Psst! Psst! Hey, Buzz!
Hey. Get over here    
and see if you can get
this tool box off me. 
Oh, come on, Buzz, I--
Buzz, I can't do this
without you.         
I need your help.
I can't help.       
I can't help anyone.
Why, sure you can, Buzz.   
You can get me out of here.
And then I'll get             
that rocket off you and we'll 
make a break for Andy's house.
Andy's house, Sid's house.
What's the difference?    
Oh, Buzz, you've had a big fall.
Y-You must not be thinking      
No, Woody, for the first time
I am thinking clearly.       
You were right all along.
I'm not a Space Ranger.  
I'm just a toy. A stupid 
little insignificant toy.
Whoa. Hey. Wait a minute.    
Being a toy is a lot better  
than being a, a Space Ranger.
- Yeah, right.
- No, it is.  
Look, over in that house
is a kid who thinks     
you are the greatest,   
and it's not because       
you're a Space Ranger, pal.
It's because you're a toy.
You are his toy.          
- But why would Andy want me?
- Why would Andy want you?   
Look at you!            
You're a Buzz Lightyear!
Any other toy would give up     
his moving parts just to be you.
You've got wings!              
You glow in the dark! You talk!
Your helmet does that--    
that-- that "whoosh" thing.
You are a cool toy.
As a matter of fact,
you're too cool.    
I mean-- I mean, what chance
does a toy like me have...  
against a Buzz Lightyear
action figure?          
All I can do is--
There's a snake in my boots!
Why would Andy ever want to    
play with me when he's got you?
I'm the one that should be
strapped to that rocket.  
Listen, Buzz, forget about me.
You should get out of here    
while you can.                
- Buzz, what are you doin'?
  I thought you--          
- Come on, Sheriff.        
There's a kid over in that house
who needs us. Now let's get you 
out of this thing.              
- Hit it!  
- Yes, sir!
Come on, Buzz, we can do it.
- Woody! It's the moving van!  
- We gotta get out of here now.
Come on, Buzz.
All right.
- Buzz. Hey, I'm out!
- Almost there.      
I wanna ride the pony.
Woody. Woody, are you all right?
No, I'm fine. I'm okay.
Oh, yeah!
Time for liftoff! Whoo!
To infinity and beyond!
Back! Back!
Down! Down!
Okay, what do I do?   
Come on, Woody, think.
No, no, no, no, wait!
Wait. Listen. Please!
There's a good toy down there 
and he's-- he's gonna be blown
to bits in a few minutes,     
all because of me.
We gotta save him.
But I need your help.
Please. He's my friend.
He's the only one I've got.
Thank you.
Okay, I think I know
what to do.         
We're going to have to break
a few rules, but if it works
it'll help everybody.       
Houston to Mission Control.
Come in, Control.          
Launchpad is being constructed.
All right, listen up.
I need Pump Boy here.
Ducky, here. Legs?
You're with Ducky.
RollerBob and I don't move    
'til we get the signal. Clear?
Okay. Let's move!
Wind the frog!
Wait for the signal.
All right, let's go!
I'll get it!
I'm coming, I'm coming.
Whoa! Scud!
Stupid dog.
Lean back!
Uh, Mission Control,  
is the launchpad      
construction complete?
Uh, roger. Rocket is now
secured to guide wire.  
We are currently obtaining
the ignition sticks.      
- Countdown will commence
  momentarily. Stand by. 
- Let's go.              
Hey, Mom!             
Where are the matches?
- Oh, wait, here they are.
  Never mind!             
- Woody! Great!           
- Help me out of this thing.
- Shh!                      
- What?                      
- It's okay.                 
  Everything's under control.
- Woody, what are you doing ? 
- Houston, all systems are go.
Requesting permission to launch.
Hey. How'd you get out here?
Oh, well. You and I      
can have a cookout later.
Houston, do we have  
permission to launch?
Uh, roger. Permission granted.
You are confirmed        
at T-minus ten seconds...
and counting.
Ten, nine, eight, seven,
six, five, four, three,
two, one--             
 Reach for the sky.
- Huh?                      
- This town ain't big enough
  for the two of us.        
Somebody's poisoned
the water hole.    
 - It's busted.       
- Who are you calling
  "busted," buster?  
 - Huh?         
- That's right.
- I'm talking to you,
  Sid Phillips.      
 - Huh?               
We don't like       
bein' blown up, Sid.
- Or smashed. Or ripped apart.
- We?                         
That's right. Your toys.
Mama! Mama!
Mama! Mama!
From now on you must take
good care of your toys,  
because if you don't,
we'll find out, Sid. 
We toys can see everything.
So play nice.
We did it! We did it! Yes!
The toys! The toys are alive!
N-Nice toy.
What's wrong, Sid? Don't you
want to play with Sally?    
Nice work, fellas. Good job.
Coming out of the ground--  
what a touch.               
That was a stroke of genius.
Everybody say, "Bye, House!"
- Woody! The van!
- Bye, House.    
We gotta run! Thanks, guys!
Just go! I'll catch up!
Come on!
You can do it, Woody!
I made it.
Ow! Get away, you stupid dog!
Down! Down!                  
Hold on, Woody!
I can't do it.
Take care of Andy for me!
- Ow!                  
- Are we there already?
- Woody?            
- Woody!            
- How did you--     
- How'd he get here?
- Where have you--   
  What happened-- Ow!
- What's goin' on?   
- What's the-- What's he takin'?
- Aha! There you are!           
Hey, what's he doing?
He's at it again!
- Get him!
- Come on!
Get him!
Aah! Aah! No! No!
No, no, no, no, wait!        
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
  Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!      
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!      
  Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Pig pile!
- Get out of that car!
- Move it!            
- Whew.            
- No, please! You  
  don't understand!
Buzz is out there!
We gotta help him!
- Toss him overboard!        
- No, no, no, no! Wait! Aaah!
- Hooray!        
- So long, Woody!
- Ohh, Woody!
- Ohh!       
- Oh! Well, thanks for the ride!
- Look out! Aaaah!              
Now let's catch up
to that truck!    
- Guys! Guys!         
  Woody's riding R.C.!
- What?               
And Buzz is with him!
- Ohh!       
- What? Buzz?
Itis Buzz!                 
Woody was telling the truth!
- What have we done?      
- Great! Now I have guilt!
We're almost there!
- Rocky, the ramp!     
- Come on, Woody, Buzz!
  You can do it!       
Look out!
Quick! Hold on to my tail!
Atta boy, Slink!
Uhh! Woody!
- Woody, speed up!
- Speed up!       
The batteries!      
They're running out!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Whoa! 
- Aaaah!
 Hakuna Matata
What a wonderful phrase
I can't hold on much longer!
Slink, hang on!
- Woody! The rocket!
- The match!        
Yes! Thank you, Sid!
No! No, no! No!
Oh, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no!
- Woody, what are you doing?
- Hold still, Buzz.         
You did it! Next stop, Andy.
Wait a minute.      
I just lit a rocket.
Rockets explode!
I should've held on longer.
Look! Look! It's Woody and Buzz
coming up fast!                
Run! Take cover!
Aah! This is the part
where we blow up!    
Not today.
Hey, Buzz! You're flying!
This isn't flying.         
This is falling with style.
To infinity and beyond!
Uh, Buzz, we missed the truck.
We're not aiming for the truck.
- Hey! Wow!        
- What? What is it?
- Woody! Buzz!             
- Oh, great! You found 'em.
  Where were they?         
- Here in the car!
- See?            
Now, what did I tell you?
Right where you left 'em.
- Which one can I open first?
- Let's let Molly open one.  
- Frankincense, this is Myrrh.
- Hey, heads up, everybody!   
- It's show time!
- Oh! It's time! 
Oh. Bo. There's gotta be a less 
painful way to get my attention.
Merry Christmas, Sheriff.
- Say, isn't that mistletoe?
- Mm-hmm.                   
Maybe Andy'll get another   
dinosaur, like a leaf eater.
That way I could play      
the, uh, dominant predator!
- Quiet, everyone, quiet.    
- Molly's first present is...
Mrs. Potato Head!
Repeat, a Mrs. Potato Head!
- Way to go, Idaho!     
- Gee, I'd better shave.
Come in, Frankincense.   
Andy is now opening      
his first present. It's--
 - Buzz. Buzz Lightyear.
- I can't quite--      
- You are not worried, are you?
- Me? No.                      
- make out--                 
- No. No, no, no, no, no, no.
A large box.    
It's, it's, it's--
- Are you?      
- Oh, now, Buzz.
What could Andy possibly get
that is worse than you?     
Oh, what is it? What is it?
Wow! A puppy!