Now an adult with a loving family of her own, Bonnie , Woody's second owner, a Molly, Andy's sister, visits the now elderly and bed-ridden Andy in hospital.
Nothing is said and the only sounds heard came from the machines Andy was hooked up to.
Bonnie's daughter, Sarah, a six year old girl with auburn hair and deep green eyes, follows her into the room. Clutching a tattered Woody, she walks up to Andy's bed but hesitates. She looks to her mother for approvals and receives a small smile and a nod of approval.
Turning back to Andy, she places Woody in the crook of his arm and rushes back to her mother. Bonnie and Molly look at Andy together one last time, Bonnie wipes a small tear from her cheek and leave with her daughter's hand in her own and Molly walking next to them.
Moments pass and Andy stays still in his bed, his eyes closed.
Woody turns his head and looks Andy up and down. He looks into his old friend's eyes as if they were open and a small smile forms across his shiny, plastic face.
"Thanks, partner." Woody whispers, not knowing if Andy could hear him or not. "It's been fun." A small smile spreads across Andy's mouth. Woody chuckles slightly and lies back down in Andy's arms and he too, closes his eyes.