Toy Story Page #4
WOODY:
I was close to being scared that time.
Woody heads back to the podium. Rex follows.
REX:
I'm going for fearsome here, but I
just don't feel it. I think I'm
just coming off as annoying.
A crook suddenly grabs Woody's neck and jerks him towards BO
PEEP, the porcelain figurine.
WOODY:
(choking)
Aach! -- Oh, hi, Bo.
BO PEEP:
I wanted to thank you, Woody, for
saving my flock.
WOODY:
(blushing)
Oh, hey - it was nothing.
BO PEEP:
Whadda ya say I get someone else to
watch the sheep tonight?
WOODY:
(very flustered)
Heh, heh...oh yeah, uh, I...
Bo saunters back towards her lamp stand, passing a stack of
ABC blocks.
BO PEEP:
Remember, I'm just a couple of
blocks away.
Woody is left lovestruck.
All the rest of the toys in the room are filing past Slinky.
SLINKY:
Come on, come on! Smaller toys up
front.
Woody remains lovestruck in the middle of the room.
SLINKY:
Hey, Woody! C'mon!
Woody snaps out of his trance and rushes over to the podium.
The toys crowd together as Woody steps up to the podium.
MIKE, a toy tape recorder, waddles up next to Woody and
indicates his microphone.
MIKE:
Ahem!
WOODY:
(grabbing microphone)
Oh, thanks, Mike.
(to the crowd)
Okay --
SFX:
FEEDBACKWOODY:
(to Mike)
Oh, whoa, step back --
Mike waddles back a step to stop the feedback.
WOODY:
Hello? Check? Better? Great.
Everybody hear me? Up on the
shelf, can you hear me? Great!
Okay, first item today...oh, yeah.
Has everyone picked a moving buddy?
The toys all MOAN.
HAMM:
Moving buddy?! You can't be serious!
REX:
Well I didn't know we were supposed
to have one already.
MR. POTATO HEAD
(waving his arm out
its socket)
Do we have to hold hands?
The toys LAUGH and SNICKER.
WOODY:
Oh, yeah, you guys think this is a
big joke. We've only got one week
left before the move. I don't want
any toys left behind. A moving
buddy -- if you don't have one, get
one!
(checking the pad)
Alright, next...uh...oh, yes.
Tuesday night's "Plastic Corrosion
Awareness" meeting was, I think, a
big success and we want to thank Mr.
Spell for putting that on for us.
Thank you, Mr. Spell.
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