Tour guide Barbie: And this is the Buzz Lightyear aisle. Back in 1995, short-sighted retailers did not order enough dolls to meet demand.
Hamm: Where did you get the cool belt, Buzz? Buzz Lightyear #2: Well, slotted pig, they're standard issue.
[Buzz is driving a pizza truck; Hamm is reading the owner's manual] Ham: I seriously doubt he's getting this kind of mileage.
[Buster the dog is barking and trying to leave Andy's room] Slinky: Ah, this fella says he needs to go out back for a little private time?
[Hamm's cork has popped out and there is change all over the sidewalk] Hamm: All right, nobody look till I get my cork back in.
Jessie: You callin' me a liar? Woody: Well, if the boot fits... Jessie: [adjusting her hat] Say that again. Woody: [slowly] If the boot-tuh fits!
Woody: I have no choice, Buzz. This is my only chance. Buzz Lightyear: To do what? Watch kids from behind glass and never be loved again? Some life.
Buzz Lightyear #2: [thinks the approaching elevator is walls closing in] Quick! Help me prop up Vegetable Man, or we're done for!
Rex: [as Al drives off] How are we going to get him now? Mr. Potato Head: Pizza, anyone? [camera pans to reveal the Pizza Planet delivery truck]
Wheezy: What's the point of prolonging the inevitable? We're all just one stitch away from here... [points to yard sale] Wheezy: ...to there.
Mrs. Potato Head: [Molly tosses Barbie into the "Sunnyside" box without caring] Poor Barbie! Hamm the Piggy Bank: I get the Corvette.
Jessie: Woody, we were wrong to leave Andy. I - I was wrong... Mr. Potato Head: Jessie's right, Woody. She was wrong.
Mrs. Potato Head: You saved our lives! Mr. Potato Head: And *we* are eternally grateful! [hugs the aliens] Mr. Potato Head: My boys! Aliens: Daaaaaady!
Buzz Lightyear: We're going in the attic now, folks. Keep your accessories with you at all times. Spare parts, batteries, anything you need for an orderly transition.
Andy: Molly! Stay out of my room! Molly: I wasn't in your room! Andy: Then who was messing with my stuff?
Lenny the Binoculars: [Sid lights the rocket on Combat Carl] He's lighting it! He's lighting it! Lenny the Binoculars: [toys start to duck] Hit the dirt! [explosion]
The things that I've enjoyed most are not really science fiction. They are not much fun to make because there are so many toys involved. They are fun for directors who like toys, like Ridley Scott, but they are not a lot of fun to make. A lot of hang...
Lotso: Ken? New toys! Ken: Far out! Down in a jiff, Lotso. [goes down the elevator] 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'll just want to step right this way... [...
Rex the Green Dinosaur: 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'll tell you. [Lotso walks over to a wall with class photos from past ...
A small child from a developing country has the advantage, from a very early age, of having access to toys which structure his mind, which constitute a sure advantage over the little African child who has never even held a modern toy.
A distinctive appearance and a simple set of characteristics lead to an extremely flexible brand. (pg. 38)
