Buzz Lightyear: I'll never give in. You killed my father! Emperor Zurg: No, Buzz. I *am* your father! Buzz Lightyear: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Bo Peep: [amorously] You're cute when you care. Woody: [embarrassed] Bo. Not in front of Buzz.
Jessie: You never forget kids like Emily, or Andy, but they forget you.
Woody: Ride like the wind, Bullseye.
Rex: [gasps] What're we gonna do, Buzz? Buzz Lightyear #2: Use your head! [the toys use Rex as a battering ram in the next shot] Rex: But I don't wanna use my head!
Woody: Look Jessie, I know you hate me for leaving, but I have to go back. I'm still Andy's toy. Well, if you knew him, you'd understand. See, Andy's... Jessie: Let me guess. Andy's a real special kid, and to him, you're his buddy, his best friend, a...
[Woody's arm is torn] Andy's Mom: I'm sorry, honey, but you know... toys don't last forever.
Rex: How do you spell FBI?
Rex: Buzz, you could have defeated Zurg all along! You just got to believe in yourself! Emperor Zurg: Prepare to die. Rex: Aah! I can't look! [as Rex turns he knocks Zurg down the elevator shaft with his tail] Emperor Zurg: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Rex: I d...
Buzz Lightyear #2: Will somebody *please* explain what's going on? Buzz Lightyear: It's all right, Space Ranger. It's a code 546. Buzz Lightyear #2: [gasps] You mean it's a...? Buzz Lightyear: Yes. Buzz Lightyear #2: And he's a...? Buzz Lightyear: Oh...
Stinky Pete the Prospector: Idiots! Children destroy toys. You'll be ruined, forgotten, spending eternity rotting on some landfill. Woody: Well, Stinky Pete, I think it's time you learned the true meaning of playtime.
Buzz Lightyear: Good work, men. Two blocks down and only nineteen more to go. Mr. Potato Head: What? Rex, Hamm, Slinky Dog: Nineteen? Mr. Potato Head: Are we gonna do this all night? My parts are killing me. Buzz Lightyear: Come on, fellas. Did Woo...
Woody: Your'e right, Prospector. I can't stop Andy from growing up... but I wouldn't miss it for the world.
Slinky Dog: I may not be a smart dog, but I know what roadkill is.
Mrs. Potato Head: [to Mr. Potato Head] I'm packing your extra pair of shoes, and your angry eyes just in case.
Rex: I can't look. Could somebody please cover my eyes?
Buzz Lightyear: Don't worry, Woody. In just a few hours you'll be sitting around a campfire with Andy making delicious hot Schmoes. Woody: [lamely] They're called "S'mores", Buzz. Buzz Lightyear: Yes, yes. Of course.
Rex: What happened? Mr. Potato Head: [in disbelief] Woody's been shelved!
