Izzy: To infinity... Buzz Lightyear: ...and...
Buzz Lightyear: We're being pursued by a... just a massive robot!
(Buzz is going to bed. He turns over to see Sox watching him) Sox: I can provide sleep sounds if you like. I have several options. Summer night. Ocean paradise. Whale calls? Buzz Lightyear: (turning back over in bed) No, no. White noise is fine. Sox: Very well. Buzz Lightyear: Good night, Sox. Sox: Good night, Buzz. (Sox unhinges his mouth to emit white noise. Buzz claps and the lights turn off)
(being jostled about in Buzz's ship) Sox: That was utterly terrifying and I regret having joined you.
Buzz Lightyear: Buzz Lightyear mission log. After a full year of being marooned on this planet, our first test flight is a go.
Buzz Lightyear: To infinity... (point his finger to her) Izzy: (looks stunned) Are you trying to get me to pull your finger? Mo Morrison: Don't fall for it. Buzz Lightyear: No, not like that! It's just... Ugh. Sorry, it's a thing your grandma and I used to do. Darby Steel: Ew.
Sox: Hello Buzz. Buzz Lightyear: (Gets scared and drops Sox) Ah! Sox: I am Sox. Your personal companion robot. Buzz Lightyear: My what? Sox: I was issued by Star Command to ease your emotional transition after your time away. Buzz Lightyear: Oh. Well that's... very considerate of you... robot feline, but no thank you. Sox: I'm afraid it's protocol. Censors indicate you've missed four birthdays. Would you like a frosted snack cake to celebrate? Buzz Lightyear: Negative. That would compromise my nutritional regimen. Sox: We can talk about your feelings. I am an excellent listener. Buzz Lightyear: No, no, look. I've had a very long... day? It did not go as planned. Sox: The mission was unsuccessful? Buzz Lightyear: Affirmative. Sox: Oh, no. I am so sorry to hear that. Buzz Lightyear: Thank you, Sox. Sox: You're welcome, Buzz. Shall we play a game? Buzz Lightyear: No thank you. Sox: Are you sure? I can create a game specifically for you. Based on your exact personality profile. Buzz Lightyear: Hey listen, Sox, buddy, I'm pretty tired so I'm gonna go ahead and hit the rack. Sox: Of course.
Alisha Hawthorne: To infinity... Buzz Lightyear: ...and...
(from trailer) Buzz Lightyear: Buzz Lightyear to Star Command, come in, Star Command. Why don't they answer?
(Zurg repeatedly lands punches on Buzz) Buzz Lightyear: (undeterred) I can do this all day.
Alisha Hawthorne: Everyone into the Turnip! Buzz Lightyear: Oh, so now it's a turnip?
Buzz Lightyear: Buzz Lightyear mission log, star date 3901: After a full year of being marooned, our first hyper-speed test flight is a go. Alisha Hawthorne: Who are you talking to? Buzz Lightyear: Uh, no one. Alisha Hawthorne: You were narrating again. Buzz Lightyear: I was not. Just doing the mission log. Alisha Hawthorne: You do know no one ever listen to those. Buzz Lightyear: I know that. Narrating helps me focus.
Buzz Lightyear: (after Sox fires a tranquilizer dart at a guard) Wait, was that meant for me in case I got out of line? Sox: I just bought you five minutes.
Sox: (as Izzy is about to jump to the other side of Zurg's ship) Don't look down. Don't look up either. Nothing but space. Sorry, I'm not being helpful, am I?
Sox: Be-boop, be-boop, be-boop, be-boop.
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