"To infinity and beyond!"

"You are a sad, strange little man, and you have my pity."

"This isn't flying, this is falling with style!"

"Reach for the sky!"

"There's a snake in my boot!"

"Somebody's poisoned the waterhole!"

"You're my favorite deputy."

"I'm going for fearsome here, but I just don't feel it. I think I'm just coming off as annoying."

"Ages 3 and up. It's on my box. Ages 3 and up. I'm not supposed to be baby-sitting Princess Drool."

"Hey, Hamm. Look, I'm Picasso!"

"I don't get it."

"You uncultured swine! What're you lookin' at, ya hockey puck?"

"So where you from? Singapore? Hong Kong?"

"Well, no. I'm actually stationed at the Gamma Quadrant, Sector Four. As a member of the elite Universe Protection Unit of the Space Ranger Corps, I protect the Galaxy from the threat of invasion from the evil Emperor Zurg, sworn enemy of the Galactic Alliance!"

"Oh, really? I'm from Playskool."

"And I'm from Mattel. Well, I'm not really from Mattel. I'm actually from a smaller company that was purchased in a leverage buyout."

"All right. That's enough! Look, we're all very impressed with Andy's new toy."

"Toy?"

"T-O-Y. Toy!"

"Excuse me. I think the word you're searching for is 'Space Ranger.'"

"The word I'm searching for; I can't say, because there's preschool toys present."

"Gettin' kinda tense, aren'tcha?"

"Hey, a laser! How come you don't have a laser, Woody?"

"It's not a laser! It's a... It's a little light bulb that blinks."

"What's with him?"

"Laser envy."

"I just want you to know that even though you tried to terminate me, revenge is not an idea we promote on my planet."

"Oh, well, that's good."

"But we're not on my planet. Are we?"

"No."

"What's going on?"

"Nothing that concerns you spaceman, just us toys."

"I'd better have a look anyway."

"Why is that soldier strapped to an explosive device?"

"That's why. Sid."

"Sure is a hairy fella..."

"No, no, that's Scud, you idiot. That is Sid."

"You mean that happy child?"

"That ain't no happy child!"

"He tortures toys - just for fun!"

"Shut up! Just shut up, you idiot!"

"Sheriff, this is no time to panic."

"This is the perfect time to panic! I'm lost, Andy is gone, they're gonna move from their house in two days, and it's all your fault!"

"My fault?! If you hadn't pushed me out of the window in the first place..."

"Oh, yeah?! Well, if you hadn't shown up in your stupid little cardboard spaceship and taken away everything that was important to me..."

"Don't talk to me about importance! Because of you, the security of this entire universe is in jeopardy!"

"WHAT?! What are you talkin' about?!"

"Right now, poised at the edge of the galaxy, Emperor Zurg has been secretly building a weapon with the destructive capacity to annihilate an entire planet! I alone have information that reveals this weapon's only weakness. And you, my friend, are responsible for delaying my rendezvous with Star Command!"

"YOU - ARE - A... TOY! You aren't the real Buzz Lightyear! You're an action figure! You are a child's plaything!"

"You are a sad, strange little man, and you have my pity. Farewell."

"Oh, yeah? Well, good riddance, ya loony! 'Rendezvous with Star Command.'"

"I can't help. I can't help anyone."

"Why sure you can, Buzz. You can get me out of here and then I'll get that rocket off you, and we'll make a break for Andy's house."

"Andy's house. Sid's house. What's the difference?"

"No, Woody. For the first time, I am thinking clearly. You were right all along. I'm not a Space Ranger. I'm just a toy. A stupid, little, insignificant toy."

"Wait a minute. Being a toy is a lot better than being a Space Ranger."

"Yeah, right."

"Look, over there in that house is a kid who thinks you are the greatest, and it's not because you're a Space Ranger, pal, it's because you're a toy. You are his toy!"

"But why would Andy want me?"

"Look at you! You're a Buzz Lightyear! Any other toy would give up his moving parts just to be you. You've got wings, you glow in the dark, you talk, your helmet does that... that whoosh thing. You're a cool toy."

"As a matter of fact, you're too cool. I mean - what chance does a toy like me have against a Buzz Lightyear action figure. All I can do is this. There's a snake in my boot! Why would Andy ever wanna play with me, when he's got you? I'm the one that should be strapped to that rocket."

"You're mocking me, aren't you?"

"Buzz, look an alien!"

"Where?"

"One minute you're defending the whole galaxy, and suddenly, you find yourself sucking down darjeeling with Marie Antoinette and her little sister."

"Don't you get it? You see the hat? I am Mrs. Nesbitt!"

"Snap out of it, Buzz!"

"This is the part where we blow up!"

"Not today!"

"Hey, Buzz! You're flying!"

"This isn't flying, this is falling with style!"

"[asking a Magic 8 ball] Will Andy pick me? 'Don't count on it'? Awwww! Arrrgh!"

"Who are you calling busted, Buster?"

"From now on, you must take good care of your toys, because if you don't, we'll find out, Sid! We toys can see EVERYTHING! So play nice!"

"Look, I'm Woody! Howdy, howdy, howdy!"

"Gimme that!"

"Son of a building block! It's Woody!"

"He's in the psycho's bedroom!"

"Woody?"

"Boy, am I glad to see you guys!"

"I knew you'd come back!"

"What are you doing over there?"

"It's a long story, I'll explain later. Here! Catch this!"

"I got it!"

"Good going Slink! Now tie it onto something!"

"Wait, I have a better idea! How about we don't?"

"Hey!"

"Potato Head!"

"Did you all take those Stupid Pills this morning? Have you forgotten what he did to Buzz?"

"No, no. You got it all wrong Potato Head. Buzz is fine. Buzz is right here. He's with me."

"You are a liar!"

"The Claw! The Claw is our master. It decides who will go and who will stay."

"I don't believe that man's ever been to medical school."

"You did it! Next stop: Andy!"

"We're not aiming for the truck."

"What?"

"The word I'm searching for - I can't say, because there's preschool toys present."

"I'm from Mattel. Well, I'm not really from Mattel. I'm actually from a smaller company that was purchased in a leveraged buyout."

"Buzz? Buzz Lightyear? You're not worried, are you?"

"Me? No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Are you?"