Mr. Potato Head: How did I get stuck with *you* as a moving buddy? Rex: Everyone else was picked.
Buzz: [in Sid's backpack, approaching his home] Sheriff, I can see your indwelling from here. You're almost home. Alien: Nirvana is coming, the mystic portal awaits. Woody: Will you be quiet? You guys don't get it, do you? Once we go into Sid's house...
Mr. Potato Head: That's *Mister* Potato Head to you, you back stabbing murderer!
Woody: AAAAAH! This is the part where we blow up! Buzz: Not today.
Alien: [after being selected by The Claw] I have been chosen! Farewell, my friends. I go on to a better place.
Woody: You actually think you're *the* Buzz Lightyear? Hey, look, everybody! It's the *real* Buzz Lightyear! Buzz: You're mocking me, aren't you? Woody: Oh no, no no no, no. - Buzz look, an alien! Buzz: Where? Woody: [slaps knee and laughs hoarsely]
Sid Phillips: [talking in his sleep] I wanna ride the pony...
Slinky Dog: Gaddily bob-howdy! Woody: Oh, shut up.
Sergeant: [he can't see what Andy is holding up] It's a... Rex: It's A WHAT? WHAT IS IIIITTTTT? [Rex shakes the table, inadvertently knocking off the TalkBoy and causing the batteries to fall out] Rex: Oh, no! Mr. Potato Head: Oh, ya big lizard! Now ...
Sid Phillips: [torturing Woody with a magnifying glass] Where are your rebel friends now? Sid's Mom: [offscreen, downstairs] Sid! Your Pop-Tarts are ready! Sid Phillips: [running off] All right!
Woody: Uh, Buzz, we missed the truck! Buzz: We're not aiming for the truck!
Minesweeper soldier: [after Andy's mom has stepped on one of the soldiers, they get up and make their way to a plant, but the stepped-on one struggles and is crippled] Just... just go on without me! Sergeant: [goes over to him and helps him up] A goo...
Woody: Wait a minute, I just lit a rocket... Rockets explode!
Buzz: [lands on the bed after his lucky acrobatic maneuver] Can! Rex: [the toys applaud and whistle] Whoooa! Oh wow, you flew magnificently! Bo Peep: I've found my moving buddy! Buzz: [proudly] Thank... th-thank you all, thank you! Woody: That wasn't...
Sergeant: Molly's first present is... Mrs. Potato Head! Repeat, a Mrs. Potato Head! Hamm: Way to go, Ida-ho! Mr. Potato Head: Gee, I'd better shave! [pulls off his moustache]
Mr. Potato Head: Son of a building block! It's Woody!
Buzz: I am Buzz Lightyear; I come in peace. Rex: [shaking Buzz's hand] Oh, I'm so glad you're not a dinosaur!
Woody: [trying to get Buzz into Molly's stroller] It's a special spaceship, I just saw it. Buzz: You mean it has hyperdrive? Woody: Hyperactive hyperdrive, and astro... uh... turf.
