Character: Sheriff Woody

You rightly said, once Andy becomes an adult, but I want to see it.

Is my only chance.
To do what, woody? You will stare, but no one will love you.

- Hands up, man!
- Huh?
- This town is too small for two of us!
What?
Somebody poisoned the water hole!
- It broke...
- Who is a broke bum?! Yes, I'm talking to you, Sid Phillips! We don't like we throw, Led, or break, or tear to pieces!
- We?..
Yes, Sid. We, your toys. From now on you to keep their toys, but if not, we will know it. We toys can see everything and always, but... So play nice!

- Nothing, woody, in a couple of hours already going to roast, along with Andy on the fire, wonderful martyshki!
- They are called sweets.
- Yes, Yes, of course.