Andy's Mom: [from trailer] [speaking to someone else] Andy's Mom: Andy's going to college. Can you believe it? Andy: Mom, I'm not leaving 'til Friday. Andy's Mom: [about Andy's toys in the toy chest] What are you going to do with these old toys?
Woody: All right, that's enough! Look, we're all very impressed with Andy's new toy. Buzz: Toy? Woody: T-O-Y, Toy! Buzz: Excuse me, I think the word you're searching for is "Space Ranger". Woody: The word I'm searching for I can't say because there's...
Buzz Lightyear: To Al's Toy Barn... and beyond.
[Potato Head has saved some alien toys] Alien toys: You have saved our lives. We are eternally grateful. Mr. Potato Head: Will you just leave me alone?
Alien toys: Ooooh! Strangers! From the outside! Buzz Lightyear: [groans] Oh, no!
Buzz Lightyear: [looking at another toy of himself] Am I really that fat?
Alien toys: You have saved our lives. We are eternally grateful. Mrs. Potato Head: You saved their lives? My hero! They're so adorable. Let's adopt them! Alien toys: [Gathering around Mr. Potato Head] Daddy!
[Lotso leaves the toys to die in the incinerator at the dump instead of helping them] Lotso: Where's your kid now, Sheriff?
Andy: [taking a last look at his toys before he heads off to college] Thanks, guys.
[the toys are trapped in the incinerator] Jessie: Buzz! What do we do? [Buzz takes hold of Jessie's hand]
[the toys are trying to enter an apartment building] Mr. Potato Head: I say we stack ourselves up, push the intercom and pretend we're delivering a pizza. Hamm: How about a ham sandwich? With fries and a hotdog? Rex: What about me? Hamm: Ah, you can ...
[Woody's arm is torn] Andy's Mom: I'm sorry, honey, but you know... toys don't last forever.
Al McWiggin: [sadly] Welcome to Al's Toy Barn. We've got the lowest prices in town. Everything for a buck-buck-buck. [cries]
Every kid has a toy that they believe is their best friend, that they believe communicates with them, and they imagine it being alive, their toy horse or car or whatever it is. Stop-motion is the only medium where we literally can make a toy come to ...
Toy companies aren't interested in ideology, they want to sell toys. If they would sell a toy that both boys and girls would buy, it doubles profits.
Slinky Dog: [the toys are climbing up an elevator shaft. Some coins fall out of Hamm's stomach opening and hit Slinky in the face] Pork bellies are falling.
Woody: Day care is a sad lonely old place for toys who don't have a home. Barbie: ...WAAAAGH! Hamm the Piggy Bank: Quite the charmer, ain'tya?
Chunk: [up in the vending machine with the other toys, referring to Buzz] He ain't the sharpest knife in the... place where... they keep the knives... Sparks: Neither are you, Chunk! [everyone laughs]
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!
Hamm: Turn into the spin, Barbie!
Lotso: You've got a playdate with destiny!
