Woody: [Woody's arm finally rips completely off] Aaaahhh! It's gone! I can't believe it! My arm is completely gone!
Stinky Pete the Prospector: All right. Come here. Come on. Let me see that. Oh, it's just a popped seam. Easily repaired! You should consider yourself lucky.
Woody: Lucky? Are you shrink-wrapped? I am missing my ARM!
Jessie: Big deal!
[shoots a plunger onto a cardboard display of Woody]
Jessie: Let him go! I'm sure his precious Andy is dying to play with a one-armed cowboy doll.
Stinky Pete the Prospector: Now, Jessie, you know that he wouldn't last an hour on the streets in his condition. It's a dangerous world out there for a toy.