Mr. Potato Head : He’s nuts!

Slinky : His arm ain’t that bad.

Rex : Don’t do it, Woody! We love you!

Woody : Carful on the steps now.

*Buster bounces on the stairs, until reaching the bottom and bumping into a wall*

Andy’s mom : Hi, can I help you?

Woody : Okay, boy, let’s go. And keep it casual.

*Buster keeping it casual*

Woody : Not that casual.

Hamm : Piggy bank comin’ through. Comin through

Rex: Is he out there?

Bo Peep: Can you see him?

Buzz Lightyear: There he is. (Woody and Buster moves to the table with the 25 cent box on it. He climbs up to the table and hid behind a pepper sprayer as a man walk past whistling then run to the box and climb into it)

Rex: Oh! He's getting in the box.

Hamm: He's sellin' himself for 25 cents.

Slinky: Oh, Woody. You're worth more than that.

Buzz Lightyear: Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. Look. He´s got something. [They saw Woody pull up Wheezy into view] It's Wheezy.

Everyone: Wheezy?

Rex: Hey! It's not suicide. It's a rescue!

Woody: Good boy Buster! Hold still.