Storm Hawks' Adventures of Toy Story/Transcript

Opening/You’ve got a Friend in me
(Fade into Andy's room.)

(A row of moving boxes lie on the floor of the room. They are drawn up in crayon to look like a miniature Western town. The bedroom is lined with cloud wallpaper giving the impression of sky. One of the boxes has a children's illustrated "WANTED $50 BZILLION REWARD" poster of a Mr. Potato Head taped to it.)

(A Mr. Potato Head doll is set in front of the poster. The voiceover of ANDY, a 6-year-old boy, can be heard acting out all the voices of the scene.)

Andy: (As Mr. Potato Head) Alright, everyone! This... is a stickup! Don't anybody move!

A group of toys have been crowded together in front of the "BANK" box.

Andy: (As Mr. Potato Head) Now, empty that safe!

Andy's hand lowers a ceramic piggy bank in front of Mr. Potato Head and shakes out a pile of coins to the floor. Mr. Potato Head kisses the coins.

Andy: (As Mr. Potato Head) Ooh-hoo-hoo! Money, money, money! (kissing noises)

A porcelain figurine of the shepherdess, Bo Peep, is brought into the scene.

Andy: (As Bo Peep) Stop it! Stop it, you mean, old potato!

Andy: (As Mr. Potato Head) Quiet, Bo Peep, or your sheep get run over!

The companion porcelain sheep (later named Billy, Goat & Gruff in Toy Story 4) are placed in the center of a Hot Wheels track loop.

Andy: (As Sheep (Billy, Goat & Gruff)) Help! Baa! Help us!

Andy: (As Bo Peep) Oh, no, not my sheep! Somebody do something!

WOODY, a pull-string doll cowboy, enters into the scene opposite the inanimate spud.

Andy's hand pulls on the ring in the center of Woody's back.

Woody: (Voice Box) Reach for the sky!

Andy: (As Mr. Potato Head) Oh, no! Sheriff Woody!!

Andy: (As Woody) I'm here to stop you, One-Eyed Bart!

Andy's hand pulls out one of Mr. Potato Head's eyes.

Andy: (As Mr. Potato Head) Doh! How’d you know it was me?

Andy: (As Woody) Are you gonna come quietly?

Andy: (As Mr. Potato Head) You can't touch me, Sheriff! I brought my attack dog with the built-in force field!

Andy places a toy dog, with a slinky for a mid-section, in front of Mr. Potato Head and stretches him out.

Andy: (As Woody) Well, I brought my dinosaur who eats force-field dogs!

Andy reveals a plastic tyrannosaurus rex, who stomps on the Slinky Dog.

Andy: (As Dinosaur) AAAAR! ROAR-ROAR-ROAR!

Andy: (As Slinky Dog) YIPE! YIPE-YIPE-YIPE!

Andy: (As Woody) You're goin' to jail, Bart.

Andy picks up Mr. Potato Head and places him in a baby crib in the room. A cardboard sign is taped to the bars with the word "JAIL" written in crayon.

Andy: Say good-bye to the wife and tater tots.

Andy's 1-year-old sister, MOLLY, crawls over and picks up Mr. Potato Head. She sucks on him for a beat then proceeds to pound the toy repeatedly against the rail of her crib, forcing some of his parts loose.

Andy, wearing a cowboy hat himself, picks up Woody off the floor.

Andy: (pulling Woody's string) You saved the day again, Woody.

Woody: (Voice Box) You're my favorite deputy!

BEGIN TITLES

SONG "YOU'VE GOT A FRIEND IN ME" plays while Andy does various activities with Woody:

Singer: You've got a friend in me

You've got a friend in me

-- Andy turns the Western town boxes around to reveal cows drawn on the other side.

Andy: Come on, let's wrangle up the cattle.

Singer: When the road looks rough ahead

And you're miles and miles from your nice, warm bed

He grabs a jump rope and pretends Woody is lassoing the cattle.

Andy: Round 'em up, cowboy!

Singer: Just remember what your old pal said

Boy, you've got a friend in me

-- Andy then rides Woody around on an RC (remote control) car and herds the remaining "cow" boxes under Molly's crib.

Andy: Yee-haw!

Singer: Yeah, you've got a friend in me

Andy: Hey, cowboy!

INT. STAIRWELL

Singer: Some other folks might be a little bit smarter than I am

Andy: Neigh!

Singer: Big and stronger too

Andy: Come on, Woody!

Singer: Maybe

-- Andy places Woody on the top of the stairwell banister allowing the doll to slide downstairs. Andy races ahead and catches him at the bottom.

INT. DOWNSTAIRS LIVING ROOM

Singer: But none of them will ever love you the way I do

It's me and you, boy

-- Andy & Woody fall into the La-Z-Boy chair and spin around and around.

Singer: And as the years go by

Andy: Whoa! Whoa!

Singer: Our friendship will never die

Andy: Whoo!

Singer: You’re gonna see it's our destiny

Next, Andy uses the La-Z-Boy foot rest as a catapult.

Singer: You've got a friend in me

Andy flings Woody across the room to the sofa.

Andy: Alright!

Singer: Yeah, you've got a friend in me

Andy: (raising his arms) Score!

Singer: You got a friend in me

SONG ENDS

Woody lies limp on the sofa while Andy is heard talking to his mother.

Andy: (O.S.) Wow! Cool!

Mrs. Davis: (O.S.) What do you think?

Andy: (O.S.) Oh, this looks great, Mom!

Mrs. Davis: (O.S.) Okay, birthday boy—

Andy: (O.S.) We saw that at the store! I asked you for it!

ANGLE: THE ADJOINING DINING ROOM

MRS. DAVIS, Andy's thirty-eight-year-old mom, has just finished decorating the area with streamers and balloons. A banner is draped across the archway. It reads: "Happy Birthday Andy."

Mrs. Davis: I hope I have enough places.

Andy: Wow, look at that! That's so-- Oh, my gosh, you got--

Mrs. Davis: One, two-- Four. Yeah, I think that's gonna be enough.

Woody's frozen face stares in the direction of the birthday decorations.

Andy: Could we leave this up till we move?

Mrs. Davis: Well, sure! We can leave it up.

Andy: Yeah!

Mrs. Davis: Now go get Molly. Your friends are gonna be here any minute.

Andy: Okay.

Andy picks up Woody from the couch and runs upstairs.

Andy: It's party time, Woody! Yeeeeeeee...haw!

INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS

Andy and Woody enter the room. Molly is still banging Mr. Potato Head against her crib railing. Andy tips Woody's hat at her.

Andy: Howdy, little lady.

He deposits Woody on the bed and pulls his string one last time.

Woody: (Voice Box) Somebody's poisoned the water hole!

Andy: (picking up Molly) Come on, Molly. Oh, you're getting heavy. (to Woody) See ya later, Woody.

Andy exits.

END TITLES

The Coast is Clear/The Staff Meeting
Woody's eyes come to life. The cowboy doll sits up, his expression changing from a smile to worry.

Woody: (to himself) Pull my string! The birthday party's today?!

Woody thinks.

Woody: (to the room) Okay, everybody, coast is clear!

[The Storm Hawks comes over to Woody]

[The bedroom comes alive. Toys emerge from the toy box, the closet, the shelves, etc... in a flurry of activity.]

MR. POTATO HEAD, his body parts strewn across the floor, sits himself upright and begins to re-assemble himself.

Mr. Potato Head: Ages 3 and up. It's on my box. Ages 3 and up. I'm not supposed to be baby-sitting Princess Drool.

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, SARGE, standing on the night stand.

Woody: Hey, Sarge, have you seen Slinky?

Sarge: (saluting) Sir! No, sir!

Woody: Okay. Hey, thank you. At ease.

Woody hops off the bed.

Aerrow: I’m Aerrow and this is my co pilot Radarr, my Friends Finn Piper Stork and Junko. And we are the Storm Hawks.

Woody: Nice to meet you all I'm Woody, and this is Hamm, Mr. Potato Head, Sarge, Slinky and Rex and there are also other toys to meet.



Woody: Hey, uh, Slinky?

Slinky: 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. S-Slink--

Slinky: Oh, well, alright. You can be red if you want.

Woody: N-Not now, Slink. I got some bad news.

Slinky: Bad news?!

The Storm Hawks: Bad News?!

Woody: Shh, shh, shh!!

[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.

Snake hides under the bed.

Robot: Hey.

[Robot drags him out and they both follow Woody.]

[Woody walks past an Etch-A-Sketch, 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!! 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...? Oh.

[Woody spots the doodle pad on the floor by the desk and walks over to it.]

Woody: Hey, who moved my doodle pad way over here?

[As he reaches down to pick it up...]

[REX, the plastic dinosaur, jumps out to scare Woody and The Storm Hawks.]

Rex: Roar!

Woody: (unaffected) How are you 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 and the Storm Hawks goes to their seats. 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 toward BO PEEP, the porcelain figurine.

Woody: (choking) Ow! Oh, hi, Bo. Hi.

Bo Peep: I wanted to thank you, Woody, for saving my flock.

Woody: (blushing) Oh, hey, it was, uh, nothin'.

Bo Peep: What do you say I get someone else to watch the sheep tonight?

Woody: (very flustered) Heh, heh... Oh, yeah! Uh, I...

Bo saunters back toward 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.

Toy: Yodel-ay-hee-hoo! Yodel-ay-hee-hoo!

Slinky: Come on, come on. Smaller toys up front.

[Woody remains lovestruck in the middle of the room.]

Slinky: Hey, Woody, come on.

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

[The Storm Hawks and 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) Whoa, whoa. Step back.

Hamm: For crying out loud.

[Mike waddles back a step to stop the feedback.]

Woody: There you go. Thank you.

Woody blows in the mic to check if it’s working properly.

Woody: 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?

[The toys all MOAN.]

Rex: What?

Hamm: Moving buddy?! You can't be serious.

Rex: 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.

The words "You're welcome" scroll across Mr. Spell's display screen as he speaks.

Mr. Spell: You're welcome.

Woody: Okay. Uh, oh, yes. One, uh, minor note here. (under his breath) Andy's birthday party has been moved to today. (full voice) Uh, next we have...

[The toys all PANIC.]

Hamm: Wait a minute here!

Rex: What?! What do you mean the party's today?! His birthday's not till next week!!

Hamm: What's going' on down there? Is his 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 alright, then, well, darn it, it's good enough for me.

[While Slinky speaks, Potato Head takes off his mouth and mimes kissing his own butt.]

Mr. Spell: Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.

Slinky: Woody has never steered us wrong before.

Woody: Come on, 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 could take that kind of rejection!

Woody: Hey, listen, no one's getting replaced. This is Andy we're talking about.



[The Storm Hawks nod in agreement]

[Woody steps down from the podium and walks toward the crowd.]

Woody: (continued) It doesn't matter how much we're played with.

[The mic stops stretching, so Mike moves closer to Woody.]

Woody: (continued) 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 3:00!

Woody: Stay calm, everyone!

Aerrow: If we all calm down everything will...

Rex: Aah!

[Too late. The toys PANIC and stampede over Woody toward the bedroom window, leaving him alone on the floor.]





Woody: Hey! Uh, meeting adjourned. [To the Storm Hawks] Oh yes I'm okay.

[The toys all crowd around the bedroom window, trying to get a peek outside.]

Hamm: Ho, boy! Will you 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 toward the front door carrying presents.]

Hamm: Yes, sir, we're next month's garage sale fodder for sure.

Rex: (panicked) Any dinosaur-shaped ones?

Hamm: Oh, 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.

Child: Hi!

[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 shriek.]

Rex: Aah!



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 send out the troops, will you all calm down?

Now does everyone promise?

Rex: Yes! Yes! We promise!

Woody: Okay! Save your batteries.

Hamm: Very good, Woody. That's using the old noodle.



Woody: Yes ?



Woody: Sure why not?

[Woody jump up onto Andy's bed and turns to Sarge on the nightstand.]

Woody: Sergeant, establish a recon post downstairs. Code Red! You know what to do.

Sarge: Yes, sir!

[The green army man hops down to the floor where a "BUCKET O' SOLDIERS" sits.]

Sarge: 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!

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.]

Child: Yeah!

[The army men each leapfrog behind the stairway banisters and hold their positions while the Sergeant surveys the scene below through his binoculars.]

[Directly below, Mrs. Davis passes through the hallway rounding up Andy and all his birthday guests.]

Mrs. Davis: Okay, come on, kids. Everyone in the living room. It's almost time for the presents.

[Once Mrs. Davis and the children are out of sight, the Sergeant 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 and the rest of the Plumbers race toward the nightstand where Woody, Applejack and Prairie Dusty Trails has placed the receiving half of the baby monitor.]

Hamm: All right, gangway, gangway.



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...]

[Can be heard approaching from behind the connecting kitchen door. Immediately the Sergeant signals for his men to freeze in their various classic action poses.]

Mrs. Davis: Okay, who's hungry? Here come the chips! I've got Cool Ranch and barbecue!

[The door opens and Mrs. Davis' foot comes down hard on top of a soldier.]

Mrs. Davis: Ow! What in the world-- Oh! I thought I told him to pick these up.

[With a sweep of her foot, she brushes the army men out of her path and continues on to the living room.]

INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM

Rex: Shouldn't they be there by now? What's taking them so long?

Woody: Hey, these guys are professionals. They're the best. Come on! They're not lying down on the job.



INT. DOWNSTAIRS HALLWAY

[As soon as Mom is gone, the Sergeant motions for his men to proceed toward a nearby houseplant that looks into the living room.]

[The Sergeant then notices an injured soldier struggling to drag himself forward -- a casualty of Mrs. Davis' foot. The Sergeant helps the injured soldier to his feet.]

Army Man: [moaning] G-G-Go on without me! J-Just go!

Sarge: A good soldier never leaves a man behind.

[The Sergeant motions to the remaining men above. They lower themselves via jump rope, riding the baby monitor. Once downstairs, they hustle the baby monitor toward the houseplant. Suddenly...]

[A ball bounces into the hallway, followed by the sound of footsteps and kid clamor.]

[The Sergeant, supporting his wounded man, reaches the plant, right on the heels of the squad with the baby monitor. They conceal themselves in the house plant just before the children run by.]

Mrs. Davis: Okay, everybody, come on. Everybody settle down. Now, kids. Everybody--

INT. DOWNSTAIRS - HOUSE PLANT - CONTINUOUS

[While the baby monitor is set in place, A MEDIC evaluates the wounded soldier and gives the "thumbs up" signal.]

Mrs. Davis: You sit in a circle. No, Andy. Andy, you sit in the middle there. Good. And-- Which present are you gonna open first?

[The Sergeant scans the party with his binoculars.]

[The pile of brightly wrapped gifts sits atop the living room coffee table.]

Child: Mine!

Sarge: There they are.

INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM

[The toys perk up as STATIC suddenly emits from the baby monitor.]

Sarge: (O.S., over monitor) Come in, Mother Bird. This is Alpha Bravo. Come in, Mother Bird.

Woody: This is it! This is it! Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet!

Sarge: (O.S., over monitor) Alright. Andy's opening the first present now.

Mr. Potato Head: (chanting) Mrs. Potato Head! Mrs. Potato Head! Mrs. Potato Head (off Rex's look) Hey, I can dream, can't I?

Sarge: (O.S., over monitor) 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.

Woody: (surprised) A lunch box?!

Mr. Potato Head: Lunch box?!

The Storm Hawks: A Lunch box?!

Slinky: For lunch. Heh heh heh...

Sarge: (O.S., over monitor) Okay, second present. It appears to be-- Okay, it's bed sheets.

Mr. Potato Head: Who invited that kid?!

INT. LIVING ROOM

ANGLE: BINOCULAR VIEW OF PRESENTS

MATCH DISSOLVE TO:

ANGLE: BINOCULAR VIEW OF A SINGULAR PRESENT

Mrs. Davis: Oh. Only one left.

INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM

Sarge: (O.S., over monitor) Okay, we're on the last present now.

Woody: Last present!

Sarge: (O.S., over monitor) It's a big one. It's a-- It's a board game! Repeat, Battleship!!

Woody: Whew!

[The toys and the Plumbers CHEER EXCITEDLY.]

Rex: HOORAAAAAY!!!

Hamm: Hallelujah!! Ha-ha! Yeah, all right.

[Hamm gives Potato Head a congratulatory pat on the back, sending his facial features flying.]

Mr. Potato Head: Hey, watch it!

Hamm: Sorry there, old Spudhead.

INT. DOWNSTAIRS - HOUSE PLANT

Sarge: (to army men) Mission accomplished. Well done, men. Pack it up. We're going' home.

INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM

Woody: So, did I tell ya? Huh? Nothing' to worry about.

Slinky: I knew you were right all along, Woody. Never doubted ya for a second.

INT. DOWNSTAIRS - HOUSE PLANT

The platoon is preparing to exit the plant when...

Mrs. Davis: Wait a minute. Oh! What do we have here?!

[The Sergeant lifts his binoculars back to his eyes.]

ANGLE: BINOCULAR VIEW OF LIVING ROOM

[Mrs. Davis can be seen opening the closet and pulling out another large present.]

Sarge: (indicating the baby monitor) Wait! Turn that thing back on!

Buzz Lightyear the Space Ranger
INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS

Sarge: (O.S., over monitor) Come in, Mother Bird! Come in, Mother Bird!

[All the toys and the Plumbers tense up.]

Sarge: (O.S., continued) Mom has pulled a surprise present from the closet. Andy's opening it.

INT. DOWNSTAIRS - HOUSE PLANT - CONTINUOUS

Sarge: He's really excited about this one.

Andy: Mom, what is it?

Sarge: It's a huge package. Oh, get outta the-- One of the kids is in the way. I can't see.

INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS

(STATIC)

INT. DOWNSTAIRS - HOUSE PLANT

Sarge: It's a--

The children THINKS IT’S BUZZ LIGHTYEAR.

[The toys and the Storm Hawks didn’t KNOW WHAT IT IS.]

Children: WOOOOW!!

[The sound of children chattering emits from the monitor, cutting off Sarge.]

Rex: It's a what?! WHAT IS IT???



[Rex grabs a leg of the nightstand and shakes it, making the monitor drop to the floor. The impact causes the batteries to roll out.]

Rex: Oh, no!

Mr. Potato Head: Oh, ya big lizard! Now we'll never know what it is!

Hamm: (sarcastic) Way to go, Rex!

[Everyone rushes to the fallen monitor. Potato Head tries to correctly insert the batteries.]

Woody: No, no! Turn ‘em around! Turn ‘em around!

Hamm: He's putting' 'em in backwa-- Here, you're putting' 'em in backwards!

Woody: Plus is positive, minus is negative! Oh, let me!



[Woody jumps down off the bed and shoves both Hamm and Potato Head aside.]

INT. LIVING ROOM

Andy: Let's go to my room, guys!

[The kids rush past the houseplant.]

Sarge: (into the monitor) Red alert! Red alert! Andy is coming upstairs!

INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS

[Woody puts the last battery back in.]

Woody: There!

Sarge: (O.S., over monitor) Juvenile intrusion! Repeat, resume your positions now!

Woody: Andy's coming! Everybody, back to your places! Hurry!





[The team hides]

[The toys PANIC and scatter about the room.]

Hamm: Get to your places! Get to your places!

Mr. Potato Head: Where's my ear? Who's seen my ear? Did you see my ear?

Rex: Out of my way! Here I come! Here I come!

[Frantic, Rex slams into a trashcan and falls over.]

[Everyone scurries to their places as the kids' footsteps grow louder.]

[Woody falls limp in his spot on the bed just as...]





[Andy's bedroom door flies open and a flood of children's feet rush in.]

Friend #1: Hey, look! His lasers light up.

Andy: Take that, Zurg!

[Woody fling off Andy's pillow and slides, unnoticed, down the gap between the bed and the back wall.]

Friend #2: Quick, make a space! This is where the spaceship lands.

Andy: And you press his back and he does a karate chop action!

Mrs. Davis: (O.S.) Come on down, guys! It's time for games! We got prizes!

Andy: Oh yeah!

[The kids all run out as fast as they entered, SLAMMING THE DOOR behind them.]

[The toys slowly come to life and make their way toward the bed.]

Mr. Potato Head: What is it?

Bo Peep: Can you see it?





Slinky: What the heck is up there?

Rex: Woody, who's up there with ya?

Woody crawls out from under the bed. The toys are shocked to discover him there.

Slinky: Woody? What are you doing under the bed?

Woody: (composing himself) Uh, nothing'. Uh, nothing'. 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!

Mr. Potato Head: Well, that mistake is sitting in your spot, Woody.

Rex: (GASP!) Have you been replaced?

Woody: Hey. What did I tell you earlier? No one is getting replaced.

[The toys give each other a look of doubt.]



Woody: Now, let's all be polite and give whatever it is up there a nice, big Andy's Room welcome.

Woody climbs slowly up the side of the bed, peeking over the edge. His eyes widen at the sight of BUZZ LIGHTYEAR.

[We see Buzz as Woody does - an expensive looking space age action figure, covered with buttons and stickers from head to toe. The imposing "G.I. Joe-sized" doll stands heroically in the center of the bed, his back to Woody.]

[Woody GULPS.]

[Buzz comes alive and looks around.]

[While he scans the bedroom a "DARTH VADER" LIKE BREATHING is heard.]

[Buzz eyes it all suspiciously and pushes a button on his chest.]

Buzz: Buzz Lightyear to Star Command. Come in, Star Command.

[Nothing. He pushes the button again.]

Buzz: Star Command, come in. Do you read me? (to himself) Why don't they answer?

[Just then, Buzz catches sight of his ripped packaging. The box is designed to look like a spaceship.]

Buzz: (GASP) My ship!

[He runs up to the box and investigates the damage.]

Buzz: Blast! This will take weeks to repair.

[Buzz flips open a plastic compartment on his arm – his wrist communicator.]

Buzz: Buzz Lightyear mission log, star date 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 have awoken me from hyper sleep.

[Buzz springs up and down on the squishy surface of the bed.]

Buzz: (into communicator) Terrain seems a bit unstable.

He taps the sticker of controls on his wrist communicator.

Buzz: (into communicator) No readout yet if the air is breathable. And there seems to be no sign of intelligent life anywhere.

[Woody's face suddenly pops into view.]

Woody: Hello…

Buzz: HO-YAAAHH!!

[Buzz jumps back, taking a fighting stance. He presses a button on his arm that turns on a red "laser beam" light on his wrist. Buzz aims the red beam on Woody's forehead and holds it there.]

Woody: Aaaaaaah! Whoa! H-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.

Aerrow: I’m Aerrow and this is my co pilot Radarr, my Friends Finn Piper Stork and Junko. And we are the Storm Hawks.

[While Woody is speaking, Buzz notices the sheriff's badge on Woody's vest.]

Buzz: (de-activating his laser beam) 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.

[Buzz begins walking around the bed, surveying the situation. Woody tries to keep up.]

Woody: Yes, it is a mistake because, you see, the bed here is my spot.

Buzz: I need to repair my turbo boosters. Do you people still use fossil fuels, or have you discovered crystallic fusion?

Woody: Well, let's see. We got double-A's.

Buzz: Watch yourself!

[Buzz shoves Woody down on the bed and re-activates his wrist laser.]

Buzz: (continued) Halt! Who goes there?

[The other toys are peeking over the edge of the bed.]

Rex: Don't shoot! It's okay. Friends.

Buzz: (to Woody) Do you know these life-forms?

Woody: Yes! They're Andy's toys.

Buzz: All right, everyone, you’re clear to come up.

[Buzz walks over to the toys.]

Buzz: I am Buzz Lightyear. I come in peace.

[Rex steps forward and eagerly shakes Buzz's hand.]

Rex: Oh, I'm so glad you're not a dinosaur!

Buzz: Wh- Why, thank you! (pulls away) Now, thank you all for your kind welcome!

Rex: Say, what's that button do?

Buzz: I’ll show you.

Buzz presses a button on his chest.

Buzz: (Voice Box) Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!

[The toys all GASP IN AWE.]

Bo Peep: Wow!

Slinky: Hey, Woody's got something like that. His is a pull string. Only it's—

Mr. Potato Head: Only it sounds like a car ran over it.

Hamm: Oh, yeah, but not like this. This is a quality sound system. Probably all copper wiring, huh? So, uh, where you from? Singapore? Hong Kong?

Buzz: Well, no. Actually, I-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.

[As Buzz speaks, Woody glances down at the box in which Buzz arrived.]

ANGLE: BACK OF BUZZ'S BOX

[There is a cartoon drawing of Buzz giving the exact, word-for-word spiel that Buzz is now giving.]

Mr. Potato Head: Oh, really? I'm from Playskool.

Rex: 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. Well, I don't really understand the financials, but...

[Woody and The Plumbers walk over to Bo Peep.]

Woody: You'd think they’ve never seen a new toy before.

Bo Peep: Well, sure. Look at him. He's got more gadgets on him than a Swiss Army knife.



[Slinky presses the button on Buzz's arm, activating his laser light. Buzz quickly pulls his arm away.]

Buzz: Ah, ah, ah, ah! Please be careful. You don't want to be in the way when my laser goes off.

Mr. Potato Head: Hey, a laser! How come you don't have a laser, Woody?

Woody: It's not a laser! It's a-- It's a little light bulb that blinks.

Hamm: What's with him?



Mr. Potato Head: Laser envy.

Woody: All right, that's enough! Look, we're all very impressed with Andy's new toy.

Buzz: Toy?

Woody: T-O-Y. Toy.



Buzz: Excuse me, I-I think the word you're searching for is "Space Ranger."

Woody: The word I'm searching for I can't say because there's preschool toys present.

Mr. Potato Head: Getting' kind of tense, aren't ya?

Rex: Oh! Uh, Mr. Lightyear, uh, now, I'm curious. What does a Space Ranger actually do?

Woody: He's not a Space RangER! He doesn't fight evil or or shoot lasers or fly!

Buzz: Excuse me.

[Buzz calmly hits a button and wings pop out.]

[Again the toys GASP IN AWE.]

The Storm Hawks: Awesome!!

Hamm: Oh, impressive wingspan! Very good!

Woody: Oh, what?! What?! These are plastic. He can't fly!

Buzz: They are a trillium-carbonic alloy, and I can fly.

Woody: No, you can't.

Buzz: Yes, I can.

Woody: You can't.

Buzz: Can.

Woody: Can't. Can't. Can't!

Fighting is not going to help.

Buzz: Oh okay sorry we will. [to Woody] Anyway, I tell you, I could fly around this room with my eyes closed!

Woody: Okay, then, Mr. Light Beer, prove it.

Buzz: All right, then, I will. (to toys and The Storm Hawks) Stand back, everyone!

[The crowd of toys and The Storm Hawks make room for Buzz as he heads toward the edge of the bed and climbs up the bedpost. He poses like a high diver, shuts his eyes...]

Buzz: To infinity... AND BEYOND!!

.[..and leaps off the bed.]

[Buzz plummets straight down, hits a big rubber ball and bounces right back up.]

[He then lands on a Hotwheels car, which races him down the track, through the loop, and off a ramp. Buzz soars upward into a plane mobile hanging from the ceiling.]

[Buzz becomes wedged between the plane's wheels. The impact turns on the PLANE'S MOTOR making it (and Buzz) spin around and around.]

[All the other toys and The Plumbers watch from the bed, mesmerized.]





[Finally, the centrifugal force causes Buzz to separate from the plane, sailing him across the room toward the bed.]

[Buzz makes a perfect landing right in front of Woody and then opens his eyes.]

Buzz: ...can!

The crowd of toys and The Plumbers rush Buzz, CHEERING AND MR. POTATO HEAD CLAPPING WITH ADORATION.

Rex: WHOA!! Oh, wow, you flew (Mr. Potato Head whistles) magnificently!



Bo Peep: I found my moving' buddy. (She said it again at the 4th movie.)

Buzz: Thank you. Th-Thank you all. Thank you.

Woody: That wasn't flying! That was... falling with style.

Mr. Potato Head: Man, the dolls must really go for you. (aside) Can you teach me that?

[Woody stands alone at the other end of the bed, fuming. Slinky, caught up in the euphoria, approaches Woody.]

Slinky: Heh, heh, heh! Golly bob howdy! (He says that all the time.)

Woody: Oh, shut up! (All the toys chattered.) You know, 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.

Strange Things
MONTAGE

SONG: STRANGE THINGS plays over montage.

INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM - LATER

A) Andy plays with Woody: jumping up and down on the bed, running around the room.

Singer: I was on top of the world living high

It was right in my pocket

Andy: Whoa!

Singer: I was living' the life

Things were just the way they should be

B) Andy sets Woody down on the floor. Next, he "lands" Buzz Lightyear on the floor opposite Woody. Andy shoots Buzz's laser at Woody and then smacks Woody across the room as if he'd been blown away by the laser.

Singer: When from out of the sky like a bomb

Comes some little punk in a rocket

C) Andy runs into his closet wearing his cowboy hat and cowboy pajamas.

MATCH CUT TO:

Andy runs out of the closet clad in Buzz Lightyear pajamas and a homemade spaceman's helmet.

Singer: Now all of a sudden, some strange things are happening to me

Andy: Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!

D) Woody observes all the cowboy-themed items in the bedroom transform to space motif: the posters, the drawings on the wall, the pillow, the bedspread.

Singer: Strange things are happening to me

Strange things

E) Buzz watches Rex execute a WIMPY ROAR. The space ranger suggests a few tips for the dinosaur. Rex tries again, this time giving a "JURASSIC PARK" ROAR.

Singer: Strange things are happening to me

The roar blasts Potato Head's features right off his face.

Singer: Ain't no doubt about it

F) Woody passes Etch-A-Sketch, who's sporting a portrait of Buzz.

Woody looks across the room to see Buzz combing Troll Doll's hair, chatting away like a hair dresser.

Singer: I had friends I had lots of friends

Woody angrily shakes Etch, removing Buzz's image.

G) Rocky, Snake, Troll Doll and Rex are lifting Tinkertoys as weights. Buzz works out on top of an upside-down Robot, using his feet as a treadmill.

Singer: Now all my friends are gone

And I'm doing the best I can to carry on

Potato Head attempts to lift his Tinkertoy barbell but ends up tumbling backwards, leaving his arms connected to the barbell.

Singer: I had power (Chorus) Power

H) Woody looks under the bed for Slinky, finding only the checkerboard.

Singer: I was respected (Chorus) Respect

Woody peeks around the corner of the bed to see Slinky and Robot, under Buzz's direction, setting Buzz's "ship" up on top of ABC blocks for repair.

Singer: But not anymore

And I've lost the love of the one whom I adore

In frustration, Woody kicks the checkerboard, sending the pieces flying. One of the checkers ricochets off the dresser and boomerangs into Woody's mouth.

Singer: Let me tell you about it

I) On Andy's bed, Buzz pets Slinky whose back end is stretched over to the other side where Woody sits. Slinky's wagging tail whacks Woody in the face repeatedly.

Singer: Strange things are happening to me

Woody shoves Slinky's rear end off the bed, leaving his front end no choice but to eventually follow.

J) At bedtime, Andy loads his toys into the toybox until just Woody and Buzz are left. He deliberates as to which toy to keep and which to toss into the toybox.

Singer: Strange Things

INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM - LATER THAT NIGHT

Andy is sound asleep, with Buzz tucked under the covers next to him.

Singer: Strange things are happening to me

Ain't no doubt about it

Woody peeks out at them from the toybox.

Singer: Strange Things

Woody then sadly sinks back into the box, closing the lid to...

BLACK

Singer: Strange Things

END MONTAGE/SONG ENDS

Woody and Buzz Fight/Sid
[The black screen splits horizontally to become...]

INT. ANDY'S BEDROOM - MORNING - WOODY'S POV OF THE BEDROOM FROM THE TOY BOX

[All is clear -- no sign of Andy. Woody throws open the lid of the toy box.]

Woody: Finally!

[He takes a couple DEEP BREATHS of fresh air, then discovers that his hat is missing.]

Woody: (looking back into the toy box) Hey, who's got my hat?

(The rubber shark pops up wearing Woody's cowboy hat.)

Shark: Look, I'm Woody! Howdy, howdy, howdy!

Woody: (sarcastic) Ah-ha! Ah-ha (grabs the hat) Gimme that!

[Woody leaps out of the toy box.]

Buzz: (O.S.) Say there, Lizard and Stretchy Dog, let me show you something. It looks as though I've been accepted into your culture.

[Woody looks up to see Buzz chatting with Rex, Slinky and The Plumbers.]

Buzz: (continued) Your chief, Andy, inscribed his name on me.

[Buzz puts his foot out so that Slinky and Rex can see the sole of his boot.]

The name "ANDY" is written on it in permanent marker.

Slinky and Rex: Wow!

Rex: With permanent ink too!

Buzz: Well, I must get back to repairing my ship.

[Buzz walks away.]

[Woody looks at HIS foot -- "Andy" is written on it also but in a much more childish scrawl and is largely faded.]

Bo Peep: (O.S.) Don't let it get to you, Woody.

[Hearing Bo, Woody puts his foot back down and quickly straightens up.]

Woody: (nonchalant) Uh... Let what? I don't, uh-- What do you mean? Who?

Bo Peep: I know Andy's excited about Buzz. But you know he'll always have a special place for you.



Mr. Potato Head: (walking past) Yeah, like the attic. Heh, heh…

Woody: All right, that's it!

[Woody angrily marches across the room.]

The Storm Hawks: Uh oh.

[Across the room, Buzz's cardboard ship is still up on the ABC blocks. Buzz lies down on a skateboard and slides under the ship like a mechanic. Snake and Robot stand by waiting for instructions. Buzz's hand reaches out from under the ship.]

Buzz: Hmm. Unidirectional bonding strip.

(Robot turns toward Snake who stands in readiness by a tape dispenser.)

Robot: Mr. Lightyear wants more tape.

[Snake rips off a piece of tape with his mouth.]

[Woody approaches the skateboard, grabs hold of Buzz's foot and rolls him out from under the ship.]

[The Storm Hawks rush over to Woody]

Woody: Listen, Light Snack, you stay away from Andy. He's mine, and no one is taking him away from me.

Buzz: What are you talking about? (to Robot) Where's that bonding strip? [beeping sound]

[Buzz rolls himself back under. Woody rolls him out again.]

Woody: And another thing: Stop with this spaceman thing! It's getting on my nerves!

[Buzz sits up, face to face with Woody.]

Buzz: Are you saying you want to lodge a complaint with Star Command?

Woody: Oh-ho, okay! Ooh, well, so you want to do it the hard way, huh?

[Buzz stands up, face to face with Woody in anger.]

Buzz: Don't even think about it, cowboy.

Woody: Oh, yeah, tough guy?!

[mechanical whoosh]

[Woody pushes Buzz in the chest, accidentally activating a button that makes the spaceman's helmet open.]

[Buzz grabs his neck, gasping for air. He drops to his knees and begins to writhe on the ground, holding his breath.]

[gasps] [choking]

[Woody is unsure how to react.]

[choking continues] [panting, sniffing]

[Suddenly, Buzz sniffs the air.]

Buzz: The air isn't... toxic.

[Buzz rises and points an accusing finger at Woody.]

Buzz: How dare you open a spaceman's helmet on an uncharted planet! My eyeballs could have been sucked from their sockets!

[Buzz closes his helmet.]

Woody: You actually think you're the Buzz Lightyear? [laughing] Oh, all this time I thought it was an act! (to the room) Hey, guys, look! It's the real Buzz Lightyear!

Buzz: You're mocking me, aren't you?

Woody: Oh, no, no. No, no, no, no, no. (pointing behind Buzz) Buzz, look, an alien!

Buzz: Where?

[Buzz falls for the trick and turns around.]

Woody kneels over with LAUGHTER.

The Storm Hawks: [laughs too]

SFX: DOG BARKING

[Woody stops short. All the toys look to the bedroom window.]

Sid: (O.S.) Yes! Ah, ha, ha, ha!

Slinky: Whoa!

[Slinky hides under the bed.]

Woody: Uh-oh.

Slinky: It's Sid!

Sid: Don't move!

Rex: I thought he was at summer camp.

Hamm: They must have kicked him out early this year.

[The toys and The Storm Hawks rush over to the window.]

Rex: Oh, no, not Sid!

Sid: (O.S.) Incoming!

[From out the window, SID PHILLIPS, a hyperactive ten-year-old, and his dog, SCUD, can be roughly made out jumping around in their backyard.]

[A tiny figure stands isolated in the center of the yard. Sid pummels the figure with rocks while Scud strains at his leash, barking wildly.]

Mr. Potato Head: Who is it this time?

Woody: I-- I can't-- I can't tell. Hey, where's Lenny?

Lenny: (O.S.) Right here, Woody.

[Woody turns to see, LENNY, a pair of wind-up binoculars, approaching him from the other end of the desk. Woody picks Lenny up and looks through him to survey the scene.]

Rex: Oh, no, I can't bear to watch one of these again.

ANGLE: BINOCULAR VIEW OF SID'S BACKYARD

[A full-size toy soldier is posed in a running stance in the center of the backyard. A huge M-80 is strapped to the doll's back with masking tape.]

Sid: (O.S.) (plays under the next 6 lines.) Just stay where you are, Corporal! I know you're tired! I know your leg is cramping, but you can't move! Don't move, Carl! You'll blow up! Do you hear me?

Woody: Oh, no, it's a Combat Carl.

[Buzz breaks through the crowd.]

Buzz: What's going on?

Woody: Nothing that concerns you spacemen; just us toys.

Buzz: I'd better take a look anyway.

[Buzz grabs Lenny from Woody and looks through him.]

Buzz: Why is that soldier strapped to an explosive device?

Woody: (redirecting Buzz's view.) That's why: Sid.

ANGLE: BINOCULAR VIEW OF THE DOG, SCUD

Buzz: Hmm, sure is a hairy fellow.

Woody: No, no, that's Scud, you idiot.

[Again, Woody readjusts Buzz's view.]

ANGLE: BINOCULAR VIEW OF SID

He is sporting a skull t-shirt and LAUGHING HIDEOUSLY.

Woody: That is Sid.

Buzz: You mean that happy child?

Mr. Potato Head: That ain't no happy child.

Rex: He tortures toys, just for fun!

The Storm Hawks: What?!

Buzz: Well, then we've got to do something.

[Buzz steps up onto the window ledge. The toys GASP IN SHOCK.]

Bo Peep: What are you doing? Get down from there!



Buzz: I'm gonna teach that boy a lesson.

Woody: Yeah, sure. You go ahead. Melt him with your scary laser.

[Woody presses Buzz's laser button. It emits a WIMPY ELECTRONIC BEEP. Buzz quickly pulls his arm away.]

Buzz: Be careful with that! It's extremely dangerous.

[While Woody and Buzz banter, Lenny witnesses Sid lighting the fuse of the M80.]

Lenny: He's lighting it! He's lighting it!

Sid: (O.S.) No! Carl!

Lenny: Hit the dirt!

[The toys and The Plumbers jump away from the window.]

Buzz: Look out!

(EXPLOSION)

[Dirt clouds and toy shrapnel rain down along the side of Andy's house.]

Sid: Yes! He's gone! He's history! Whoo!

Andy's toys peek over the window sill.

ANGLE: SID'S YARD

[A large black scorch mark is all that remains where Combat Carl once stood. Sid jumps up and down victoriously while Scud resumes his BARKING.]

Buzz: I could have stopped him.

Woody: Buzz, I would love to see you try. (gesturing to Sid's yard) Of course, I would love to see you as a crater.

[Sid CACKLES and dances around the crater.]

Bo Peep: The sooner we move, the better.

Sid: Yeah!

Who Will Andy Pick/A Cowboy Accused
DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. ANDY'S FRONT YARD - SUNSET

A "FOR SALE" real estate sign stands in the front yard. Another sign reading "SOLD" hangs from the bottom.

INT. UPSTAIRS HALL/ANDY'S BEDROOM

[Mom opens the door to Andy's room and steps in. The room is full of packing boxes, most of them half full. Andy is playing with Woody and Buzz.]

Andy: To infinity and beyond!

Mrs. Davis: Oh, all this packing makes me hungry. What would you say to dinner at, oh, Pizza Planet?

Andy: Pizza Planet?! Oh, cool!

[Andy throws the two toys on his desk with Buzz landing right on top of Woody.]

Mrs. Davis: Go wash your hands, and I'll get Molly ready.

[The minute the door is closed Woody comes alive and shoves Buzz off of him.]

Andy: (O.S.) Can I bring some toys?

Mrs. Davis: (O.S.) You can bring one toy.

Andy: (O.S.) Just one?

[Woody perks up with concern.]

Woody: (to himself) One toy?

[He glances over his shoulder at Buzz, who is walking away toward the opposite end of the desk.]

Buzz: Hmm.

[Woody picks up a Magic 8 Ball left beside him on the desk. With his back to Buzz, Woody quietly shakes the 8 ball.]

They Need More Monkeys
(At Andy's bedroom window the rest of the toys have regrouped at the window, supervising the lowering of the "monkey chain") (Rex throws the barrel down and runs back to the ledge)
 * Slinky: It's too short! We need more monkeys!
 * Rex: (holding up an empty barrel) There aren't any more! That's the whole barrel.
 * Rex: (yelling out the window) Buzz! The monkeys aren't working! We're formulating another plan! Stay calm! (beat) Oh, where could he be?