TS1:
The entire gas station scene, and the Mrs. Nesbit scene, as already quoted.
Buzz: I’ve set my laser from stun to kill.
Woody: Oh, great. If anyone attacks we can blink em’ to death.
Mr. Potato Head: Mrs. Potato Head, Mrs. Potato Head, Mrs. Potato Head… hey, I can dream, can’t I?
Woody: All right, that’s enough! Look, we’re all - very impressed with Andy’s new toy.
Buzz: Toy?
Woody: T-O-Y, t-oy.
Buzz: Excuse me, I think the word you’re searching for is “space ranger”.
Woody: The word I’m searching for, I can’t say, because there’s preschool toys present.
Woody: He’s not a space ran-ger! He doesn’t fight evil or, or… shoot lasers or fly.
Buzz: Excuse me.
[Buzz deploys his wings; all exclaim in excitement]
Hamm: Wow. Impressive wingspan. Very good.
Woody: Oh, what? What? These are plastic. He can’t fly.
Buzz: They are a terillium-carbonic alloy, and I can fly.
Woody: No, you can’t.
Buzz: [scoffs] Yes, I can.
Woody: Can’t.
Buzz: Can.
Woody: Can’t, can’t, ca-an’t!
Buzz: I tell you, I could fly around this room with my eyes closed!
Woody: Okay, Mr. Lightbeer, prove it.
Buzz: All right then, I will.
[Buzz lands back on the bed after his lucky acrobatic maneuver]
Buzz: Can!
And really, too many more to mention!
TS2:
Bo Peep: This is for Woody, when you find him.
[She gives Buzz a long kiss]
Buzz: [cough] Um, okay, but it won’t be the same coming from me.
Buzz: Tell me I wasn’t this deluded.
Buzz #2: No back talk!
Mr. Potato Head: Can we stop? My parts are killing me.
Buzz: How about a quick roll call? Everybody here?
Mr. Potato Head: Not everybody.
Buzz: Who’s behind?
Slinky Dog: Mine…
[Slinky Dog’s back half catches up with the group]
Tour guide Barbie: I’m Tour Guide Barbie! Please keep your hands, arms, and accessories in the car, and no flash photography. Thank you.
Mr. Potato Head: I’m a married spud, I’m a married spud…
Again, just too many!
TS3 (so far):
Ken: Folks, if you want to step right this wa…
[Take my breath away…]
Ken: Hi, I’m Ken.
Barbie: Barbie.
Ken: Love your leg warmers!
Barbie: Nice ascot!
Mr. Potato Head: It was cold, and dark! Nothing but sand and a couple of Lincoln Logs!
Hamm: Uhhh… I don’t think those were Lincoln Logs…