Charlie: A Toy Story Page #2

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Come on, come on!

Remember, Charlie,

anything's possible.

- Ready for anything?

Come on.

All the hours of preparation,

all the planning,

all the blood,

sweat and tears,

it's all lead up to this one

sweet, glorious moment.

- Think it'll work?

Me too.

I believe in us.

Let's go.

It's showtime!

What was that?

Wonderful.

It's a brainless bully brigade.

Sounds like we're under attack.

Hey there, freak show!

Why don't you go play with

an actual human being?

What you waiting for?

You and your

scaredy-cat dog afraid?

You hear that, Charlie?

He called you

a scaredy-cat!

No dog should have to

deal with

- that kind of talk.

Let's show them

who they're messing with.

Come on, chicken!

Yeah, chicken!

Ready. boy?

Superheroes unite!

Can you understand us

or should we start barking?

One...

Are you gonna let your

flea-bitten mutt

do all the talking?

I always knew

he was the smarter one

between the two of you.

Two...

Looks like you got yourself

into a sticky situation.

Actually, it looks like you

got yourselves into

a sticky situation!

Want some pancakes with that?

This isn't over!

You're right, it's not over,

is it, Charlie?

Well, let's show

the nice little children

what else we have

in store for them.

You look like

a pink rooster.

So do you, dude.

We're gonna

get you for this!

Oh, I'm so scared.

Looks like your three-year-old

sister's bedroom

exploded in your face!

We're going to

find you, punk!

Hey, Dad.

Pink feathers, huh?

Can you hand me

those pliers?

Scooter and Robbie

think they're so cool.

Well, you didn't let 'em

get to you now, did you?

No.

You know...

those two are bullies.

And you're an amazing kid

and they're just

jealous of you.

I don't think so, Dad.

All right, talk to me.

Well, Dad, why would

they be jealous of me?

I mean, they have all

this awesome stuff.

Scooter has

a big-screen TV in his room

with three different

video game systems

and Robbie carries his video

games everywhere he goes.

I don't have

any of that stuff.

I just have these stupid toys

that don't do anything.

They think I'm weird.

- Maybe I am weird--

- Hey.

You stop right there, Caden.

You're not weird.

Toys we make here

are way cooler.

So what if you

have to use your mind

and your imagination to

play with them?

When did that

become a bad thing?

They're spoiled bullies

that stare at

screens all day.

I don't think that's very

awesome at all.

It can't be doing much

for their brains, either.

Come on, they throw

eggs at you?

How original is that?

You shot

syrup at 'em.

I mean, everybody knows

that syrup

is a way more advanced

breakfast-based battle toy.

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