[Just then, they hear Molly and Andy coming]
Molly: Can I have your stereo?
Andy: No.
Molly: Why not?
Andy: Cause I'll be taking it with me
All the toys hurry back into the chest just as Andy, Molly and their mom enter the room
Molly: Can I have your computer?
Andy: No.
Molly: Your video games?
Andy: Forget it, Molly!
Andy's mom carries two boxes into the room
Alice: Okay. Andy, let's get to work here.
Anything you're not taking to college either goes in the attic, or it's trash.
Andy: Mom, I'm not leaving till Friday.
Alice: Oh, come on, it's garbage day.
Andy: Mom.
Alice: Look, it's simple. Skateboard, college. Little League trophy, probably attic. Apple core, trash. You can do the rest.
Molly looks into the chest
Molly: Why do you still have these toys?
Andy: (groans) Molly, out of my room!
Molly: Three more days and it's mine.
Alice: Molly, you're not off the hook either. You have more toys than you know what to do with. Some of them could make other kids really happy.
Molly: What kids?
Alice: The children at the daycare. They're always asking for donations.
Rex: (from inside the chest) What's daycare?
Moxxie: shh!
Molly: Mom.
Alice: No buts. You choose what toys you want to donate and I'll drop them off at Sunnyside.
Molly: (sighs)
Molly puts down a magazine and starts to put things into the box including a Barbie doll
Millie: oh...Poor Barbie
Hamm: I get the Corvette.
Alice: Andy, come on. You need to start making decisions.
Andy: Like what?
Alice: (opening the chest) Like what are you gonna do with these toys? Should we donate them to Sunnyside?
Andy: No.
Alice: Maybe sell them online?
Andy: Mom, no one's gonna want those old toys. They're junk.
Alice: Fine. You have till Friday. Anything that's not packed for college or in the attic is getting thrown out.
Andy: Whatever you say, mom.
As Andy closes his laptop and looks at his room
He open his chest and look at the toys for a moment then gets out a trash bag and starts to put them into it. He then looks at moxxie and Millie and puts them in the college box and buzz with the rest of the toys
Andy ties the bag shut and heads for the attic. Moxxie and Millie climb out of the box in terror
Moxxie: come on!
They leap out and start following Andy
Rex: What's happening?
Mr Potato Head: We're getting thrown out you idiot, that's what happening!
Moxxie and Millie run to the door and watch as Andy pulls down the ladder to the attic, much to their relief
Millie: oh thank Satan
Andy is just climbing up to the attic when Molly exits her room carrying a box in her hands
Molly: (grunting)
Andy: You need a hand?
Molly: I got it.
Andy: Here. So, you gonna miss me when I'm gone?
Molly: If I say no, do I still get your room?
Andy: Nope.
Molly: (OFFSCREEN) Then, yes, I'll miss you.
They head down the stairs, Andy not realizing he left the trash bag with his toys in on the floor
Jessie: (panting with anxiety) I can't breathe!
Rex: Oh, this can't be happening!
Buzz Lightyear: Quiet! What's that sound?
The attic ladder folds back up and pushes the bag back, sending it and the toys tumbling until they stop
Toys: Whoa!
Moxxie and Millie try to sneak out of the room to get them out but duck out of sight when Alice walk through the hallway and accidentally tripped on the bag
Alice: [sighs in annoyance] Andy?! [groans]
She picks up the bag and carries it downstairs.
Moxxie: no no no no! That's not trash!
Millie gets an idea and whistles
Millie: buster! Come here boy!
Buster, now a fully grown up old dog, walks slowly into the room
Moxxie and Millie get on busters back
Millie: okay boy! To the curb! Yah!
Buster: (yawning)
Buster rolls over onto his back, but the imps quickly get off
Moxxie: there goes that idea...
Millie: okay...plan B!
They hurry to the window and saw Andy's mom putting the bags on the curb next to the trash cans
They look to see a garbage truck down the street
Moxxie: oh crumbs!
The bag which the toys are in moves about
Loona: guys do you hear that?
Blitzo: oh shit! Is that the garbage truck?!
Jessie: We're on the curb!
Mr Potato Head: Oh, I knew it would come to this!
Buzz Lightyear: Pull, everyone! Pull!
Moxxie gets a pair of scissors as they slide down the drain pipe but get stuck in thick bushes
The toys are still trying to get out of the bag but to no avail
Blitzo: it's not ripping!
Hamm: Oh, forget it! It's triple-ply, high-density polyethylene!
Buzz Lightyear: There's gotta be a way out!
Mr Potato Head: Oh, Andy doesn't want us! What's the point?
Buzz Lightyear: [getting an idea] Point. Point. Point!
He look at Rex's tail
The toys starts to push Rex against the bag in an attempt to poke a hole in it
Buzz Lightyear: Push! Push!
Rex: I can hear the garbage truck! It's getting closer!
Moxxie and Millie slice and dice their way through the bushes and head for the trash bags. Seeing the truck arrived, they quickly run to the mailbox and hide. An older Sid Philips, now a fully grown adult, exits the truck scatting to music
Sid: (HUMMING GUITAR RIFFS)
He picks up a trash can and walk to his truck
Millie: is that Sid??
Moxxie: wow...our scare really did a number on him
Sid picks up the bags and put them in the rubbish crusher. Moxxie and Millie watch as the truck rolls over to the next house and ran after it. They watch behind a fire hydrant as the crusher crushed the bags, much to their horror
Moxxie: buzz! Blitz!
Millie: oh I can't look!
She looks away covering her eyes, but then she notices the toys under a box walking into the garage, safe and unharmed, much to their relief
Moxxie: oh thank god!
In the garage, the toys lift the box off themselves
Hamm: Like we were garbage!
Mr Potato Head: Junk! He called us junk!
Mrs Potato Head: How could he?! [sobbing]
Buzz Lightyear: This doesn't make any sense.
Blitzo: god dammit I should've seen this coming! Moxxie is nothing but a liar and a coward!
Hamm: your right blitz! And sarge was right too!
Mr potato head: yeah! And moxxie and millie were wrong!
Loona: guys! It could've been a genuine accident! This isn't the time to be hysterical
Hamm: It's the perfect time to be hysterical.
Rex: Should we be hysterical?!
Slinky: No!
Mr Potato Head: Yes!
Buzz Lightyear: Maybe but not right now!
Blitzo: oh fellas! My brain just shit an idea!
Moxxie and Millie run to a flower pot and saw the toys getting into the donation box
Moxxie: what the hell?!
They head over to the garage. Jessie is helping a squeaky alien into the box
Jessie: Oh, we should have done this years ago
Loona: but...what about moxxie and Millie?
Blitzo: they'll be fine sweetie their headed off to college with Andy!
Moxxie: blitz??
All the toys look to see MM there
Millie: what are y'all doing! Don't ya know that's a donation box?
Blitz: it's all under control! We got a plan!
Rex: we're going to daycare!
Moxxie: daycare?! No! There is no way that's true!
Mrs Potato Head: Well, didn't you see? Andy threw us away
Moxxie: no he didn't! He was putting you guys in the attic!
Mr Potato Head: Attic? Then how did we end up on the curb?
Millie: that was all a big mistake! Andy's mom thought you were trash!
Hamm: yeah, after he put us in a trash bag.
Mrs Potato Head: And called us junk!
Loona: hey! It could happen to any toy!
Moxxie: she gets it! I know things seem bad, but you gotta believe me on this!
Mr Potato Head: Sure thing, College Boy!
Jessie: Andy's moving on, guys! It's time we did the same.
They all hide themselves in the box
Moxxie: no. No! I will not accept this! Everyone out of the box this instant! Come on guys help me get this thing outta here!
Buzz: moxxie, wait. We need to figure out what's best for everyone.
Just then, Andy's mom enters the car and starts it up. It reverses out of the garage
Moxxie: oh this is just fucking perfect! Now it'll take us forever to get back!
The car backs out onto the road and drives away.