The Irelanders' Adventures of Toy Story 3/Transcript

This is the transcript for The Irelanders' Adventures of Toy Story 3.

[The film starts with the intro of the first film, fluffy white clouds against a blue sky. The title "The Irelanders' Adventures of Toy Story 3" appears as a stick with something flaming hot on it puts the 3 on the title. The title then burns away to reveal a train chugging through a hot desert. One of the vans blows a hole in it's roof and bags of money fly out, followed by Mr. Potato Head, playing his One Eyed Bart role like in the first film, holding two more bags and laughing evilly]

One Eyed Bart: (cackles and throws one of the bags in his slot) Money, money, money.

[Just then, a lasso grabs the other bag from him and yanks it away]

One Eyed Bart: Hey!

[The lasso knocks him over. Woody walks up to him, facing downward while reeling his lasso in. He then puts his foot on Mr. Potato Head's face before lifting his head up to look at him]

One Eyed Bart: (groans)

Woody: You've got a date with justice, One Eyed Bart.

One Eyed Bart: Too bad, Sheriff! I'm a married man.

[There's a karate yell and Mrs. Potato Head, playing the role of One Eyed Bart's wife One Eyed Betty, appears wielding nun chucks]

Woody: One Eyed Betty?!

One Eyed Betty: [karate yells]

[Mrs. Potato Head attacks Woody who flips and ducks to avoid getting hit, forcing him to the back of the train until he teeters on the edge of the caboose. Then with a swing of her handbag, Mrs. Potato Head knocks Woody off the train sending him flying. Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head watch after him, Mr. Potato Head cackling in triumph]

Woody: Aah!

One Eyed Bart: [cackles with triumph then gasps when he sees something while Mrs. Potato Head looks shocked]

[Bullseye runs into view with Jessie and Woody on his back, revealing that he and Jessie caught Woody after he fall]

Jessie: I think you dropped something, mister.

One Eyed Bart: Jessie?!

Woody: Give it up, Bart! You've reached the end of the line!

One Eyed Bart: (taking out a remote detonator) I always wanted to go out with a bang!

[He gestures to a bridge nearby which has a lot of dynamite in the middle of it. Cackling, Mr. Potato Head presses the detonate button and the dynamite explodes, destroying the bridge's entire middle section]

Jessie: Oh, no!

Woody: The orphans!

[Troll toys stick their heads out of the windows]

One Eyed Bart: Hate to leave early, but our ride is here.

[A pink convertible drives into view with the three toy aliens inside, each one wearing an eyepatch]

Aliens: Oooh.

One Eyed Bart: It's me or the kiddies, sheriff! Take your pick!

[He and Mrs. Potato Head jump into the convertible which speeds off back the way it came]

Woody: Ride like the wind, Bullseye!

Jessie: Yah!

[Bullseye speeds up passing the troll toys and reaching the locomotive pulling the train]

Woody: Hold him steady!

[Woody jumps into the locomotive and pushes a lever forward. The train starts to speed up]

Jessie: Woody, hurry!

[Woody pulls another lever back, activating the brakes. However, the train fails to stop in time and plunges over the edge carrying Woody with it, much to the horror of Jessie and Bullseye, who watch helplessly]

Jessie: No!

[Just then, a flash of blue light happens and Buzz Lightyear appears, carrying the train and Woody above his head]

Buzz Lightyear: Glad I could catch the train!

Woody: Now let's catch some criminals!

Buzz: To infinity and beyond!

[He flies upward. Meanwhile, Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head drive past a sign saying Skull Canyon - All Outlaws Welcome. Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head throw coins in the air happily]

One Eyed Bart and Betty: (laughing and whooping)

Aliens: (point upon seeing something) Ooh.

[Buzz flies in from up ahead and slice the car in two with his laser, sending the Potato Heads and the Aliens tumbling over and over before settling against a wall. Woody and Jessie show up as Buzz lands beside them]

Woody: Reach for the sky.

One Eyed Bart: You can't touch me, Sheriff! I've brought my attack dog with a built in force field! (whistles)

[Slinky comes springing down from the cliff side growling]

Slinky: (growling)

One Eyed Bart: (cackling as Slinky bites his tail activating the force field)

Woody: Well, I've brought my dinosaur, who eats force field dogs!

Jessie: [yodeling]

[Jessie's yodeling cracks the ground and Rex comes out of it, roaring. He then glares at the bad guys and roars at them until a shadow looms over him]

Rex: Huh?

[Buzz, Jessie and Woody look up to a giant pig like spaceship hovering above them]

Buzz Lightyear: Evil Dr. Porkchop!

Dr Porkchop: That's Mr. Evil Dr. Porkchop to you!

One Eyed Bart: (cackling)

[One Eyed Bart and his family are teleported into the ship. Dr Porkchop presses a button that reads Death By Monkeys. A barrel drops from the ship to the ground as Jessie, Buzz and Woody make a run for it and explodes, releasing hundreds of small red monkeys. Rex tries to fend them off by roaring by they overpower him. The monkeys catch up with Jessie, Buzz and Woody and stretch them out. The ship then points its head down at them and it's nose opens revealing a cannon. One Eyed Bart reaches for a button with a skull and crossbones cackling evilly as Buzz, Jessie and Woody shut their eyes, preparing for the worst. The whole thing is soon revealed to be Andy playing with his toys while the Irelanders, who are hiding under the bed, watch]

Andy: (as Woody) Buzz! Shoot your laser at my badge! (as Buzz) Woody, no! It'll kill you! (as Woody) Just do it!

[Andy poses Buzz to make it look as if he's covering his eyes while firing his laser at the same time. Andy makes laser noises while using his finger to make it look as if the laser is reflecting off of Woody's badge and hitting the ship, causing an explosion and Mr. Potato Head, Mrs. Potato Head, Slinky, Hamm and the Aliens to fall out onto the floor]

Andy: (as Woody) You're going to jail, Bart! (as One Eyed Bart) Aah! Watch out! (continues playing until he sees his mom coming in and filming him) Mom.

Mrs Davis: No, no, no! Just keep playing. Just pretend I'm not here. (as Molly knocks over the model bridge) Oh, no. Molly.

Andy: No, it's okay, Mom. It's a.. fifty foot baby from outer space! And she's on a rampage! Run for your lives!

Mrs Davis: (laughing) Buster, get out of there! Does the red light mean its going?

[We then cut to the family having a birthday party for Molly as You've Got A Friend In Me plays in the background]

Mrs Davis: Come on. Say happy birthday to Molly.

Andy: (mouth full) Happy birthday!

Mrs Davis: Oh, charming.

Andy: (making Woody wave) Happy birthday!

[Next, Andy's mom measures how high he is]

Mrs Davis: Look how tall you're getting!

Andy: Yeah!

[Next, Andy measures his toys. Andy gives Woody a piggyback on his back. Then plays with his toys inside]

Andy: Yeah! Whoo-hoo! (laughs) (as Woody) I came as fast as I could! Buzz, behind you! (as Buzz) Got it, Woody!

Buzz's voice box: Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!

Andy: Great job, Buzz!

[Andy watches a movie with his toys and sticks a piece of popcorn in Rex's mouth but it falls out. He then runs around carrying Jessie, Buzz and Bullseye as if they're flying. Then he spins around with Woody on his shoulders before flopping down on the bed and hugging his toys. The camera zooms in on Woody's face before turning off, making the screen go black]

Woody: Okay, places, everyone. [pushes something aside] Come on, come on. Get in position.

Mrs Potato Head: Wait! I can't find my other eye!

Hamm: Alright, who's foot's in my face?

Mr Potato Head: It's mine. Give it back.

Aliens: You have saved our lives. We are eternally grateful.

Mr Potato Head: (groans) Sssh!

The Mask: Looks like Mr. Potato Head still has a lot to learn about parenting.

Maisie Lockwood: Yep. Even after many years.

Lightning McQueen: Dusty, could you budge up a bit please? Your wing keeps poking my eye.

Dusty Crophopper: [moves up a bit] Oh, sorry.

Violet Parr: Why do we have to being in this chest anyway?

Applejack: We've been over this, Vi. We agreed that if the toys couldn't get Andy to play with them, one of us would have to talk to him.

Chris Kratt: She's right. But we won't tell him about his toys coming to life.

Stick Man: That's right. So we'II just to deal with all the stuff here in the chest for now.

Violet Parr: I see. Though they're hurting my back.

Spike: You're telling me. Ouch.

Jessie: Buzz, mind if I squeeze in next to you?

Buzz: Yes. I mean, no. What would I mind (stammering) squeezing next to you? (sniffs) Is it hot in here?

Rex: (seeing something) Oh, here they come!

[Sarge and two of his men carry a sock into the room]

Woody: Sarge, you got it?

Sarge: Mission accomplished.

Rex: Hooray!

Hamm: [laughing]

Mrs Potato Head: Oooh!

Irelanders: Yippee!

Woody: Careful, careful.

[Buzz and Woody shake the sock and a mobile phone drops out]

Jessie: Ooh!

Rex: [gasp]

Woody: All right, guys. We got one shot at this. Everyone ready?

Jessie: [holds up another phone] We're ready, Woody! Let's do it.

Woody: [to Buzz] Okay, Buzz. Make the call.

[Buzz opens his wrist communicator to reveal a phone number which Jessie dials into her phone. Woody passes the mobile phone to Rex who holds it. Jessie presses the dial button on her phone and the mobile phone Rex is holding rings, making him jump. Buzz, Jessie and Woody peak out of the chest and here footsteps approaching the room]

Buzz: Target is on approach.

Woody: Just like we rehearsed it, guys.

[They go back in. A shadow creeps over the chest as the toys freeze and the Irelanders hide. Andy, now a teenager, opens the chest and fumbles around for his phone until he picks up Rex who is still holding it. Andy yanks the phone free from Rex's grasp and flips it open before putting it to his ear]

Andy: Hello? [on the phone Woody's holding] Hello? Anyone there. [sighs and hangs up, to Molly, now a little girl] Molly, stay out of my room!

Molly: I wasn't in your room!

[Andy looks at Rex before putting him back into the chest and closing it before heading out of the room]

Andy: Then who was messing with my stuff?

Molly: It wasn't me!

[Andy shuts the door behind him. Woody looks out of the chest sadly with Buzz before they look at each other]

Mr Potato Head: Well, that went well.

Mrs Potato Head: Oh.

Rex: He held me! He actually held me!

Hamm: Oh, this is just sad.

Mr Potato Head: Who are we kidding? The kid's 17 years old.

Slinky: We ain't ever getting played with.

Mewtwo: Well, my friends, I guess it's time. The plan didn't work so one of us will have to talk to Andy.

Rarity: True, darling. But who?

[They all look at Violet]

Violet Parr: Okay. I'll do it.

Connor Lacey: Thanks, Violet.

[Buzz and Woody get out the chest before Buzz gives Woody a nod]

Woody: (sighs) Guys, hey, hold up. We need a staff meeting. Everyone! A staff meeting!

Hamm: Oh, not again.

Woody: Oh, come on. [to Slinky] Slink, gather everyone up.

Slinky: Uh, we are gathered, Woody.

Woody: Okay. First off, we all knew Operation Playtime was a long shot.

Mr Potato Head: More like a misfire.

Woody: But we always said this job isn't about getting play with, it's about...

Jessie: Being there for Andy, we know.

Dash: You've only told us a million times.

Tip: More like three million.

Helen Parr/Elastigirl: But he's right. Andy may be grown up now but he still needs you in a way.

Rex: But we can try again! Right?

Woody: I'm calling it, guys. We're closing up shop.

Everyone: What?

Woody: Andy's going to college any day now. That was our last shot.

Mrs Potato Head: Oh.

Buzz: We're going into attic mode, folks. Keep you accessories with you at all times. Spare parts, batteries, anything you need for orderly transition.

Mr Potato Head: Orderly?! Don't you get it?! We're done! Finished! Over the hill!

Woody: Hey! Come on, guys! We all knew this day was coming.

Hamm: Yeah but now it's here.

[As they're talking, Buzz notices Sarge and his two men climbing up onto Andy's desk to the window]

Woody: Look, every toy goes through this! No one has to...

Buzz: Hey, Sarge! What do you think you're doing?

Sarge: The war's over, folks. Me and the boys are moving on.

Irelanders: What?!

Woody: Moving on?!

Buzz: You're going AWOL?!

Sarge: We've done our duty. Andy's grown up.

Green Army Man 1: Let's face it. When the trash bags come out, we army guys are the first to go.

Buzz: Trash bags?

Woody: Who said anything about trash bags?

Sarge (Cars): If they say the war's over, it's over.

Sarge: It has been an honor serving with you. Good luck, folks.

[One of the men grabs Sarge and they parachute out of the window]

Green Army Man 2: You're gonna need it.

[He follows after them]

Woody: No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Rex: Aah! We're getting thrown away?!

Woody: No! No one's getting thrown away!

Mr Potato Head: How do you know?

Jessie: (panting with anxiety) We're being abandoned.

Buzz: We'll be fine, Jessie.

Hamm: Then why did Sarge leave?

Mrs Potato Head: Should we leave?

Slinky: I thought we were going to the attic.

Rex: Oh, I hate all of this uncertainty.

Twilight Sparkle: Alright! Alright! Everypony, stop!

Woody: Twilight's right. Hold on now. Wait a minute! Quiet! No one's getting thrown out, okay?! We're all still here!

Mack: The cowboy has a point. I mean, sure you lost friends along the way.

Woody: Yeah. Wheezy and Etch and...

Rex: Bo Peep?

Woody: Yeah, yeah, even Bo.

Kim Possible: (knowing Woody's loss) We're very sorry you lost her, Woody.

Woody: It's okay, Kim. But still, all good toys who've gone on to new owners. But through every yard sale, every spring cleaning, Andy held onto us. He must care for us or we won't be here.

Connor Lacey: Woody's right. Andy still cares about you even when he's grown up like me.

Woody: Connor's right. You wait. Andy’s gonna tuck us in the attic. It’ll be safe and warm…

Buzz: And we'll all be together.

Woody: Exactly! There’s games up there, and books, and…

Buzz: The race car track!

Woody: The race car track, thank you.

Slinky: And the old TV!

Woody: There you go! The old TV!

Chug: And those guys from the Christmas decorations box. They're quite fun.

Mrs Potato Head: Yeah.

Woody: And some day, if we're lucky, Andy may have kids of his own.

Rex: And then he'll play with us then. Right?

Woody: We’ll always be there for him.

Raven Queen: Yeah, no matter how old Andy gets, he'll always need you, no matter what.

Martin Kratt: Like a talking cat would say, everything's gonna turn out purrfect.

[Chris thumbs up]

Buzz: Come on, guys. Let's get our parts together, get ready, and go out on a high note.

Mrs Potato Head: I'd better find my other eye.

Mr Potato Head: Where'd you leave it this time?

Mrs Potato Head: (covering her left eye) Some place dark and dusty.

Hamm: Come on. Let’s see how much we’re going for on eBay.

Woody: Don’t worry. Andy’s gonna take care of us. I guarantee it!

[Woody's expression soon changes from hopeful to sadness as he realizes it's no use. He climb up onto a dresser and looks at the room with sadness. He turns to look at a photo of Andy in his graduation clothes with his mom and Molly before lifting up to reveal a picture of young Andy playing happily with him and his friends. Woody looks at it with sadness, remembering what those times felt like. Buzz comes up behind him]

Buzz: You guarantee it, huh?

Woody: I don't know, Buzz. What else could I say?

Buzz: Well, whatever happens, at least we’ll all be together.

Woody: For infinity and beyond.

[Just then, they hear Molly and Andy coming]

Molly: Can I have your stereo?

Andy: No.

Molly: Why not?

Andy: Cause I'll be taking it with me.

Jessie: (gasps)

Kim Possible: Quick!

Skipper Riley: Everyone back in the chest!

[They hurry back into the chest just as Andy, Molly and their mom enter the room]

Molly: Can I have your computer?

Andy: No.

Molly: Your video games?

Andy: Forget it, Molly!

[Andy's mom carries two boxes into the room]

Mrs Davis: Okay. Andy, let’s get to work here. Anything you’re not taking to college either goes in the attic, or it’s trash.

Andy: Mom, I'm not leaving till Friday.

Mrs Davis: Oh, come on, it's garbage day.

Andy: Mom.

Mrs Davis: Look, it's simple. Skateboard, college. Little League trophy, probably attic. Apple core, trash. You can do the rest.

[Molly looks into the chest]

Molly: Why do you still have these toys?

Andy: (groans) Molly, out of my room!

Molly: Three more days and it's mine.

Mrs Davis: Molly, you’re not off the hook either. You have more toys than you know what to do with. Some of them could make other kids really happy.

Molly: What kids?

Mrs Davis: The children at the daycare. They’re always asking for donations.

Rex: (from inside the chest) What's daycare?

Woody: Ssh, ssh.

Molly: Mom.

Mrs Davis: No buts. You choose what toys you want to donate and I'll drop them off at Sunnyside.

Molly: (sighs)

[Molly puts down a magazine and starts to put things into the box including a Barbie doll]

Jessie: Poor Barbie.

Hamm: I get the Corvette.

Sally: Here comes Andy's mom.

Mrs Davis: Andy, come on. You need to start making decisions.

Andy: Like what?

Mrs Davis: (opening the chest) Like what are you gonna do with these toys? Should we donate them to Sunnyside?

Andy: No.

Mrs Davis: Maybe sell them online?

Andy: Mom, no one's gonna want those old toys. They're junk.

Mrs Davis: Fine. You have till Friday. Anything that’s not packed for college or in the attic is getting thrown out.

Andy: Whatever you say, mom.

[As Andy closes his laptop and looks at his room, Violet peaks out of the chest, seizes her chance then climbs up the desk to where Andy is]

Violet Parr: Your mom's right you know.

Andy: Huh? [looks around] Who said that?

Violet Parr: Open your eyes, teenager. I'm right behind you.

[Andy turns and sees Violet]

Andy: [yelps] Who are you?

Violet Parr: I'm Violet Parr. And I have to agree with your mom. You need to start making decisions. Plus, your toys aren't junk.

Andy: How do you know?

Violet Parr: Because they need you just like you need them.

Andy: What are you trying to tell me?

Violet Parr: I'm trying to tell you that your toys needs to be reassured that you still care for them even if you're grown up. As for how am I small? It's a long story.

Andy: Look, I know what Mom is saying, but it's just so hard to decide what to do with my toys. I've had them for a long time and I would hate to say goodbye to them but it's so hard to decide.

Violet Parr: Well, you could try storing them in the attic where they'll be safe and be together.

Andy: (ponders) Maybe you're right. Hmm.

[He open his chest and look at the toys for a moment then gets out a trash bag and starts to put them into it. He then looks at Buzz and Woody as if trying make a decision. Violet notices]

Violet Parr: What's wrong?

[Andy said nothing then finally he decided to put Woody in the college box and Buzz in the bag with the others]

Jessie: (gasps)

Buzz: (gasps)

[Andy ties the bag shut and heads for the attic. Violet smiles then heads to the chest]

Violet Parr: He's gone, you can come out now, guys.

[The other Irelanders climb out of the chest]

Finn McMissile: Finally. Any luck, Violet?

Violet Parr: Well, I managed to get Andy to make decisions and told him to put the toys in the attic. [gasps] But wait. If they're in a trash bag, then they might think I told him to throw them out!

Applejack: And I think Woody didn't get what Andy's planning either.

[They see Woody climb out of the box, a worried look on his face]

Rex: What's happening?

Mr Potato Head: We're getting thrown out you idiot, that's what happening!

[Woody and the Irelanders run to the door and watch as Andy pulls down the ladder to the attic, much to Woody's relief]

Woody: (sighs with relief)

Applejack: Woody, Violet told Andy to put them in the attic so there was nothing to be nervous about.

Woody: I see that now.

Melody: They'll be fine, so long as he doesn't leave them in his mom's way.

Stick Man: Hopefully for me since I don't want Andy or his family to use as things that I am not.

Maisie Lockwood: Don't worry. If you just talk to them, they'll know for sure you're Stick Man and not other things.

Stick Man: Maybe so, Maisie. Guess I do freeze whenever humans are around like the toys. Connor and his friends did say that to me when we're at Sid's house once. Perhaps, I'II give it a try.

Spike: That's the spirit.

Kim Possible: Now, let's watch Andy put the toys in the attic.

[Andy is just climbing up to the attic when Molly exits her room carrying a box in her hands]

Molly: (grunting)

Andy: You need a hand?

Molly: I got it.

Andy: Here. So, you gonna miss me when I’m gone?

Molly: If I say no, do I still get your room?

Andy: Nope.

Molly: (OFFSCREEN) Then, yes, I’ll miss you.

[They head down the stairs, Andy not realizing he left the trash bag with his toys in on the floor]

Jessie: (panting with anxiety) I can't breathe!

Rex: Oh, this can't be happening!

Buzz: Quiet! What's that sound?

[The attic ladder folds back up and pushes the bag back, sending it and the toys tumbling until they stop]

Toys: Whoa!

[Woody and the Irelanders try to sneak out of the room to get them out but duck out of sight when Mrs. Davis walk through the hallway and accidentally tripped on the bag]

Mrs Davis: [sighs in annoyance] Andy?! [groans]

[She picks up the bag and carries it downstairs. Woody and the Irelanders watch this from the doorway]

Twilight Sparkle: Oh, boy. Andy's mom must think that the toys are trash!

Violet Parr: Oh, no! I'm gonna get the blame for sure now!

Woody: (gasps) That's not trash! That's not trash!

Tip: What do we do?!

Dash: I don't know!

Woody: Come on, think, Woody! Think, think, think! Oh! (whistles) Buster! Come here, boy! Come here!

[Buster, now a fully grown up old dog, walks slowly into the room]

Buster: (panting)

Dusty Crophopper: Uh, are you sure this is a good idea, Woody? I mean, Buster is kinda old for this now.

Woody: Oh, come on. Just because Buster's old doesn't mean he's still up to it.

Cruz Ramirez: We know but still...

Woody: [getting on Buster's back] Okay, boy. To the curb! Hee-yah!

Buster: (yawning)

[Buster rolls over onto his back, flattening Woody and causing the Irelanders to cringe]

Woody: (STRAINING) No, Buster! No! Get up. Buster!

[He pulls Buster, making him roll over him]

Woody: (pants)

Ron Stoppable: You okay, Woody?

Woody: I'm fine.

Mewtwo: We'd better see what's going on outside.

Connor Lacey: You heard him. To the window.

Woody: Oh! (gasps)

[They hurry to the window and saw Andy's mom putting the bags on the curb next to the trash cans]

Jiminy Cricket: Oh, boy. We'd better act fast.

Aisling: (seeing something and gasps) Jiminy's right, guys. Look!

[They look to see a garbage truck down the street]

Woody: (gasps)

Maisie Lockwood: We'd better move quickly before that garbage truck picks the Davis' garbage up.

Twilight Sparkle: You heard her! Come on!

[The bag which the toys are in moves about]

Jessie: We're on the curb!

Mr Potato Head: Oh, I knew it would come to this!

Buzz: Pull, everyone! Pull!

Woody: Oh.

[Woody grab some scissors and he and the Irelanders slide down the drain pipe, though they hit the gutter and fall into the bushes]

Woody and Irelanders: Aaaaah!

[The toys are still trying to get out of the bag but to no avail]

Rex: (grunting) It won't rip!

Hamm: Oh, forget it! It’s triple-ply, high-density polyethylene!

Buzz: There's gotta be a way out!

Mr Potato Head: Oh, Andy doesn't want us! What's the point?

Buzz: [getting an idea] Point. Point. Point! (He look at Rex's tail)

[The toys starts to push Rex against the bag in an attempt to poke a hole in it]

Buzz: Push! Push!

Rex: I can hear the garbage truck! It's getting closer!

[Woody and the Irelanders cut through the bushes with the scissors. Seeing the truck arrived, they quickly run to the mailbox and hide. An older Sid Philips, now a fully grown adult, exits the truck scatting to music]

Sid:(HUMMING GUITAR RIFFS)

[He picks up a trash can and walk to his truck. Woody uses the scissors to cut a bag but all that was in it was trash]

Woody: Ugh!

Rarity: That is disgusting.

Lightning McQueen: Not there. Try the other one.

[Woody cut the other bag, but the same result came out as well. He hid behind the mailbox as Sid picks up the bags and put them in the rubbish crusher. Woody and the Irelanders watch as the truck rolls over to the next house and ran after it. They watch behind a fire hydrant as the crusher crushed the bags, much to their horror]

Woody: Oh! Buzz! Jessie!

Fluttershy: Oh, no! They're gone! We're too late!

Connor Lacey: How could this possibly get any worse?!

Drip: [seeing something] Uh, guys, do boxes have feet?

Cruz Ramirez: What do you mean?

Drip: Look!

[Everyone looks to see the toys under a box walking into the garage, safe and unharmed, much to their relief]

Aisling: Phew. They're alive.

Violet Parr: That was a close one. But I'm still scared about getting the blame.

Helen Parr/Elastigirl: Vi, I'm sure if you explain what happened, they'll understand.

Chris Kratt: Yeah. I mean, Andy's mom putting them on the curb was a mistake.

Martin Kratt: Andy didn't mean to leave them in the hall upstairs. He was just helping his sister.

Kim Possible: Yeah but I don't think the toys know that.

Mewtwo: Let's just get back to the garage.

[In the garage, the toys lift the box off themselves]

Slinky: Andy threw us out!

Hamm: Like we were garbage!

Mr Potato Head: Junk! He called us junk!

Mrs Potato Head: How could he?! [sobbing]

Buzz: This doesn’t make any sense.

Jessie: I should have seen this coming. It’s Emily all over again.

Hamm: Sarge was right.

Mr Potato Head: Yeah, and Woody and the Irelanders were wrong.

Buzz: Wait a minute. Wait, hold on. This is no time to be hysterical.

Hamm: It's the perfect time to be hysterical.

Rex: Should we be hysterical?!

Slinky: No!

Mr Potato Head: Yes!

Buzz: Maybe but not right now!

Jessie: Yee-haw! Fellas, I know what to do.

[Woody and the Irelanders run to a flower pot and saw the toys getting into the donation box]

Woody: What the heck?

Melody: What are they doing?

Good Fairy: I think this is because of the mishap with the bag.

Frozone/Lucius Best: What?

Raven Queen: We better get over there and see what's going on.

Connor Lacey: Come on.

[They head over to the garage. Jessie is helping a squeaky alien into the box]

Jessie: Oh, we should have done this years ago.

Buzz: Jessie, wait. What about Woody and the Irelanders?

Jessie: He’s fine, Buzz. Andy’s taking him to college. Now we need to go!

Buzz: You're right. Come on.

[He puts another alien into the box just Woody and the Irelanders show up]

Woody: Buzz?

Buzz: Woody! Guys!

Maisie Lockwood: Guys, what is going on here?

Woody: Yeah. Don’t you know this box is being donated?

Buzz: It’s under control, Woody. We have a plan.

Rex: We're going to daycare!

Irelanders: What?!

Woody: Daycare?! What, have you all lost your marbles?

Mrs Potato Head: Well, didn’t you see? Andy threw us away.

Violet Parr: No he didn't!

Applejack: Vi here told him to put you in the attic.

Mr Potato Head: Attic? Then how did we end up on the curb?

Connor Lacey: That was a mistake! Andy's mom thought you were trash!

Hamm: Yeah. After Vi told him to put us in a trash bag.

Mrs Potato Head: And called us junk!

Mack: Wait a second here! Vi had no involvement in that!

Violet Parr: Yeah, I did. I told him to put you in the attic. Bags and boxes can be used for attics you know.

Mrs Potato Head: Yeah but also used for trash and that's Andy thought we were so that proves you told him to throw us away!

Spike: Yeah, we know. It looks bad. But, guys, you gotta believe us.

Mr Potato Head: Sure thing, Twi's number one assistant!

Jessie: Andy's moving on, guys! It's time we did the same.

Woody: Okay. Out of the box. Everyone, right now! Come on, Buzz, guys. Give me a hand. We gotta get this thing outta here.

Buzz: Woody, wait. We need to figure out what's best for everyone.

[Just then, Andy's mom enters the car and starts it up. It reverses out of the garage]

Woody: Oh, great, Great! It's gonna take us forever to get back here.

Apple White: I know what you mean.

[The car backs out onto the road and drives away. In the box, Barbie is crying with the toys trying to comfort her]

Barbie: (sobbing)

Mrs Potato Head: Oh, it’s all right, Barbie. You’ll be okay.

Barbie: Well, Molly and I have been growing apart for years. It’s just… I can’t believe she would THROW me away! (sobbing)

Mr Potato Head: Welcome to the club, toots.

Woody: [climbing into the box with Buzz and the Irelanders] Okay, everyone, listen up. We can get back to Andy's but we've gotta move fast. We'll hide under the seats till we get home.

Mr Potato Head: Get it through your vinyl noggin, Woody! Andy doesn't want us anymore! [pointing a finger at Violet] And it's all thanks to Little Miss Inviso-Bella over there!

Violet Parr: [sighs in sadness]

Woody: He was putting you [shouting] IN THE ATTIC!!!

Jessie: [shouting] HE LEFT US ON THE CURB BECAUSE OF VIOLET!!!

Buzz: (pushing Woody and Jessie apart) Alright, calm down! Both of you!

Applejack: Yeah. Fightin's not gonna solve anything.

Mater: Like Finn said, it ain't a good idea to provoke violence.

Woody: Okay, fine. Fine. Just wait till you see what daycare’s like.

Rex: Why? What's it like?

Woody: Daycare is a sad lonely place for washed up old toys who have no owners.

Barbie: (sobbing)

Fluttershy: Oh, there, there, Barbie.

Hamm: Quite the charmer, aren’t ya?

Woody: Oh, you'll see. As soon as we get to daycare, you'll be begging to go home.

[Suddenly, the car jolts as it hits a bump passing a sign that reads Sunnyside Daycare. Andy's mom gets out of the car and grabs the boxes. She then carries them to the building]

Rex: Can anyone see anything?

Jessie: [gasps] There's a playground.

Buzz: Wow!

Jessie: We hit the jackpot, Bullseye!

Hamm: So much for sad and lonely, huh?

Mack: Whoa. That place is colorful.

Francesco Bernoulli: Francesco likes this place already.

Woody: Okay. Calm down, guys. Let's try to keep this in perspective.

Mr Potato Head: Perspective? This place is perfect.

Rex: Woody, it's nice. See? The door has a rainbow on it.

Rainbow Dash: Whoa. That is cool.

Mewtwo: I agree.

[Andy's mom knocks on the door and the receptionist push a button to let her in]

Mrs Davis: Hey there!

Mrs Anderson: Wow! Haven't seen you in ages!

Mrs Davis: I just wanted to drop these old toys off. Is this Bonnie? Look how big you are.

[On the desk, Bonnie Anderson, Mrs Anderson's daughter, sits with a toy monkey which she plays with]

Mrs Anderson: Say hi, sweetie.

Bonnie: (feeling shy) Hi.

Mrs Anderson: How are your kids, Molly and Andy?

Mrs Davis: Not kids anymore. Andy’s going to college on Friday.

Mrs Anderson: What?

Mrs Davis: Can you believe it?

Mrs Anderson: Are you sure they won't miss having these?

Mrs Davis: Nah. They never get played with.

Bonnie: (huffs)

[Later, Mrs Anderson carries the box through a corridor]

Mr Potato Head: Do you see any kids?

Rex: (gasps) Where's she taking us?

[Mrs Anderson went into a room and put the box down on top of a counter and left]

Jessie: Look!

Mr Potato Head: Wow!

Rex: What? What is it?

[In the room, kids play happily with toys. Two boys are playing with toy dinosaurs while a girl plays with a toy cat and a doll wearing a flower on it's head]

Girl: No, no, no. What’s the matter with you?

[In an armchair, a girl is playing with a pink bear and hugging it while a boy plays with a toy robot]

Irelanders: Whoa.

Rex: I can't see!

[A woman enters from outside as the bell rang]

Woman: OK, everyone. Recess. Come on.

Children: [cheering]

[The kids exit the room and the woman follows]

Hamm: So now what do we do?

Woody: We go back to Andy's. Anybody see an exit?

Mr Potato Head: Exit schmexit. Let's get played with.

Buzz: Careful. These toys might be jealous of new arrivals.

Rex: [pushing past] I want to see!

Hamm: Hey, watch it!

Woody: Rex!

Rex: It's my turn!

[Rex is in such a rush to see what is happening, that he causes the box to fall off the counter and onto the floor, spilling the toys and the Irelanders out. Everyone looks to see the toys in the room staring at them]

Jack-in-the-box: New toys!

Butterfly Room Toys: [cheering]

[The toys go to greet the newcomers. Jessie shakes the hand of a rock monster named Chuck]

Jessie: Well, howdy! Glad to meet ya!

Buzz: (shaking hands with a robot named Sparks) Buzz Lightyear, at your service.

[Hamm, Slinky and Barbie are shaking hands with a purple octopus named Stretch]

Hamm: (chuckles) Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.

Rex: (laughs)

[A bug with armour on him help Mrs. Potato Head stand up]

Mrs Potato Head: Oh, thank you. May I? (giggles)

[The bug allows her to touch his muscles, making Mr. Potato Head a little jealous. He tried to flex his own muscles but it flopped down much to his dismay. A crane passed the Aliens]

Aliens: The claw!

[Everyone then heard a truck's horn and they look to see a yellow truck reverse into view, carrying the bear the girl had been playing with earlier. He's carrying a cane]

Lotso: Well, hello there. (gets out of the dumper) I thought I heard new voices. Welcome to Sunnyside, folks. I'm Lots O Hugging Bear. But please call me Lotso.

Buzz: Buzz Lightyear, we come in...

[Lotso hugs Buzz very hard]

Lotso: (chuckles) First thing you gotta know about me, I’m a hugger.

[He lets go, allowing Buzz to breathe]

Lotso: Oh, look at you all. You’ve been through a lot today, haven’t ya?

Mrs Potato Head: Oh, it's been horrible.

Lotso: Well, you’re safe now. We’re all castoffs here. We been dumped, donated, yard-saled, secondhanded and just plain thrown out. But just you wait, you’ll find being donated was the best thing that ever happened to ya.

Woody: (scoffs)

Rex: Mr. Lotso, do toys here get played with every day?

Lotso: All day long. Five days a week.

Jessie: But what happens when the kids grow up?

Lotso: Well, now, I'II tell ya. (gesturing to pictures of kid groups over the years on the wall with his cane) When the kids get old, new ones come in. When they get old, new ones replace them. You’ll never be outgrown or neglected, never abandoned or forgotten. No owners means no heartbreak.

Jessie: Yee-haw!

Mrs Potato Head: It's a miracle!

Mr Potato Head: And you want us to stay at Andy's.

Woody: Because we're Andy's toys.

Connor Lacey: Yeah. He wants you to be there for him. What happened with the garbage truck wasn't Violet's fault.

Lotso: So, you got donated by this Andy, huh? Well, it's his loss, Sheriff and teenager. He can't hurt you no more.

Woody: Whoa, whoa, no, no, no…

Lotso: Now, let’s get you all settled in. Ken? Where is that boy? Ken? New toys!

Ken: Far out! Down in a jiff, Lotso.

[Ken went down the lift from his Dream House]

Ken: So, who's ready for Ken's dream tour?

Lotso: Let’s show our new friends where they’ll be staying.

Ken: Uh… Folks, if you want to step right this way…

[He stops when he sees Barbie and she sees him. Completely entranced in love struck awe, the two dolls walk up to each other]

Ken: Hi, I'm Ken.

Barbie: Barbie. Have we ever....

Ken: Uh-uh. I would’ve remembered.

Barbie: (giggles)

Ken: Love your legwarmers.

Barbie: Nice ascot.

Lotso: (stepping between Ken and Barbie, breaking up the romantic moment) Come on, Ken. Recess don’t last forever.

Ken: Right on, Lotso. This way, everybody.

Barbie: (giggles)

Lotso: You got a lot to look forward to, folks. The little ones love new toys.

Buzz: What a nice bear.

Rex: And he smells like strawberries.

Rarity: Such a gentleman.

Woody: (sighs)

Ken: Folks, if I can share, here at Sunnyside, we’ve got, well, just about anything a toy could ask for.

Lotso: Spare parts, superglue, and enough fresh batteries to choke a Hungry Hungry Hippo. Think you’re gettin’ old?

Jessie: Wow.

Lotso: Well, stop your worryin’.

Ken: Our repair spa will keep you stuffed, puffed, and lightly buffed.

Elephant toy: (sneezes)

Ken: And this, well, this is where I live. It’s Ken’s Dream House. It has a disco, it’s got a dune buggy. And a whole room just for trying on clothes.

Barbie: (GASPS) You have everything!

Ken: Everything except someone to share it with.

Barbie: (gasps and shudder lovingly)

Lotso: You need anything at all, you just come to me. Here we are.

[He uses his cane to knock on the door to the bathroom. A baby doll with a broken eye opens it]

Big Baby: (gurgles)

Lotso: Why, thank you, Big Baby. Why don't you come meet our new friends? Poor baby. We were thrown out together, me and him. Abandoned by the same owner.

Fluttershy: Oh, you poor things.

Lotso: But we don’t need owners at Sunnyside. We own ourselves. We’re masters of our own fate. We control our own destiny.

Mr Potato Head: (screams as he slips on a puddle of water)

Lotso: Oh. Watch out for puddles. And here’s where you folks’ll be stayin’. The Caterpillar Room.

[They enter a room where toys race and walk around]

Jessie: Look at this place!

Mr. Potato Head: Wow!

Hamm: Holy moly guacamole.

Mr Potato Head: Jackpot, baby! [whistles]

Slinky: Whoa, puppy.

Bunny: Hello.

Zebra: Hello.

Lion: Hello.

Irelanders: Whoa.

[A toy train whizzes past, whistling]

Mrs Potato Head: It's so beautiful.

[Woody felt something bumping against his leg. He look down to see a toy telephone on wheels]

Woody: What the... Oh. Hey, there little guy.

Lotso: How long's it been since you all got played with?

Slinky: It's been years.

Lotso: (chuckles) Well, just you wait. In a few minutes, [pointing to the recess bell] that bell's gonna ring and you'll get the playtime that you've been dreamin' of.

Rex: Play! Real play! I can't wait!

Lotso: (backing up to the truck and climbing back into the dumper) Now, if you'll excuse us, we best be headin' back. Welcome to Sunnyside, folks.

Rex: Thank you!

Mr Potato Head: Take care, Pinky!

Buzz: Goodbye, Mr. Lotso. Thank you!

Barbie: Will I see you again?

Ken: Oh, I'll see you tonight. In my dreams.

Lotso: Ken? Let's get a move on.

Ken: Barbie, come with me! Live in my dream house. I know it's crazy, I know we just met, heck, you don't know me from G.I. Joe but when I look at you I feel like we were...

Ken and Barbie: Made for each other? [gasp]

[They look at the toys and the Irelanders. Mrs. Potato Head gives a "go ahead" gesture and Jessie gives a thumbs up]

Barbie: Yay!

Ken: Yes!

Lotso: Ken?

Ken: [dragging Barbie behind him] Coming, Lotso! [laughing]

[Barbie and Ken jump into the dumper with Lotso, Barbie in Ken's arms as it drives off. Big Baby leaves too, shutting the door behind him. The toys and Irelanders see the kids playing outside]

Hamm: Sounds like kids to me.

Rex: Oh, I wanna get played with! Why can't time go faster?!

Jessie: How many do you reckon are out there?

Mrs Potato Head: Oh, they sound so sweet.

[Hamm chuckles as they head over to the window. Woody watches with the Irelanders and looks around the room, a concerned expression on his face. He sighs and walks up to the others with the Irelanders following him]

Woody: Look, everyone. It's nice here. I admit it. But we need to go home.