Toy Story 1995 Aired on ABC (September 1997) Part 8


 * (The toys peek out from under the bush to see Buzz strapped to the launchpad. Sid is yet in the tool shed)
 * Sid: (off-screen; as an astronaut) Uh, Mission Control....is the launchpad construction complete? (simulated static) Uh, Roger, rocket is now secured to guide wire. We are currently obtaining the ignition sticks. Countdown will commence momentarily. Stand by-- (simulated static)
 * (Ducky, Legs and the Frog shoot out into the yard from a drain pipe. They exchange a thumbs-up with Woody)
 * Woody: (to the toys in the bush) Let's go!
 * (The mutants disperse to their designated places in the yard)
 * Sid: (off-screen) Hey, Mum?! Where are the matches? Oh, oh, wait...here they are. Never mind...
 * (Woody runs towards Buzz, who spots Woody approaching)
 * Buzz: (loud whisper) Woody?! Great! Help me out of this fact!
 * (Woody stops a few feet away from Buzz)
 * Woody: Siiiiilence!
 * Buzz: What?!
 * Woody: (loud whisper) It's alright. Everything's under control.
 * (Woody deliberately falls down limp on the grass)
 * Buzz: Woody? What are you doing here?!
 * (Sid emerges from the tool shed. Buzz freezes)
 * Sid: (as an astronaut) Houston, all systems are go. Requesting permission to launch-- (spotting Woody) Hey! How'd you get out here?
 * (Sid picks up Woody, examines him for a beat and then grins)
 * Sid: Oh, well, you and I can have a cookout later. Ha-ha-ha...
 * (He sticks a match prominently in Woody's holster and tosses him onto the grill of an open barbecue)
 * Sid: (as an astronaut) Houston, do we have permission to launch? (simulated static) Uh, Roger, permission granted. You are confirmed at T minus 10 seconds...
 * (During Sid's countdown, all the mutants scurry into their final positions)
 * (Sid lights a match)
 * Sid: (continued) ...and counting. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
 * (Sid grins menacingly as the match moves towards the fuse)
 * Woody: (voice box) Reach for the heavens!!
 * Sid: What?
 * (Sid pulls back from lighting the fuse. He turns to look at Woody yet lying lifelessly atop the barbecue except for the sound emitting from his voice box)
 * Woody: (voice box) This town ain't big enough for the two of us!
 * Sid: What?!
 * (Sid walks over to Woody and picks him up)
 * Woody: (voice box) Somebody's poisoned the water hole...
 * Sid: It's busted.
 * (He raises Woody up, about to throw him away)
 * Woody: (voice box) Who you calling busted, Buster?!
 * (Sid stops short and looks at Woody again)
 * Woody: (voice box; continued) That's right. I'm speaking to YOU, Sid Phillips. We don't like being blown up, Sid, or smashed, or torn apart....
 * (While Woody's voice box speaks, Sid checks the pull-string)
 * (It isn't moving. Sid gulps)
 * Sid: U-u-u-us?
 * Woody: (voice box) That's right! (beat) Your toys!
 * (The remains of broken toys in the yard, led by the bedroom mutants, begin rising from the ground in "Night of the Living Dead" fashion. The toys march forward, forming a circle around Sid. Sid is too frightened to shriek or move)
 * Woody: (voice box) 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....
 * (Woody's inanimate head rotates 360 degrees)
 * Woody: (voice box; continued) ...everything.
 * (For a split second, Woody's face comes to life)
 * Woody: (regular voice) Well, place nice.
 * (Sid drops Woody and bolts inside the house)
 * Sid: (yelling)
 * (Woody and all the toys cheer victoriously)
 * Woody: (delighted) Ha-ha! We did it! We did it! YES!!!
 * (Hannah has just come downstairs carrying a new doll as Sid rushes up to her)
 * Sid: The toys! The toys are alive!
 * (Sid eyes Hannah's doll and pats it gently on the head)
 * Sid: (continued) N-n-nice toy...
 * (Hannah, sensing Sid's fear, suddenly thrusts the doll in Sid's face. He shrieks and runs upstairs. Hannah chases after him, taunting)
 * Hannah: What's wrong, Sid?! Don't you want to play with Sally?!
 * (The toys are all congratulating one another)
 * Woody: Nice work, fellas. Good job. Coming out of the ground-- What a touch! That was a stroke of genius.
 * Buzz: Woody!
 * (Woody turns around and looks at Buzz, who's yet affixed to Sid's launchpad. Buzz extends his hand to Woody)
 * Buzz: Thanks.
 * (They shake)