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Woody: [Chatter Telephone rings. Woody picks up phone] Hello?
Chatter Telephone: You shouldn't have come back cowboy. They've cracked down hard since you left. More guards, more patrols, you and your friends ain't ever getting out of here now.
Woody: I made it out once.
Chatter Telephone: You got LUCKY once. Want my advice? Keep your heads down, you'll survive.
Woody: Yeah, for how long?
Chatter Telephone: I've been here years, they'll never break me. There's only one way toys leave this place.
[Both see the janitor dropping a toy train down the trash chute]
Chatter Telephone: Poor fella. Trash truck comes at dawn, then it's off to the dump.
Woody: Look, I appreciate your concern old-timer, but we have a kid waiting for us. Now, we're leaving. If you'd help us, one toy to another, I'd sure be grateful.
Chatter Telephone: [pause] Well... if you're gonna get out, first things you're gonna get through is the doors. Locked every night, inside and out, keys are left on a hook in the office.
Woody: Got it. What else?
Chatter Telephone: Lotso has trucks patrolling all night long. Hallway, lobby, playground...
Woody: Yeah, yeah, yeah, but what about the wall?
Chatter Telephone: Eight feet high; cinder block; No way through it. You go over, or under.
Woody: That's it? It doesn't seem so bad.
Chatter Telephone: It's not. Your REAL problem's the monkey. The Monkey's the eye in the sky. He sees everything... classrooms, hallways, even the playground. You can unlock doors, sneak past guards, climb the wall, but if you don't take out that monkey you ain't going nowhere. You want to get out of here... GET RID OF THAT MONKEY!
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Woody: We're all still here! I - I mean, yeah, we've lost friends along the way... Wheezy... and Etch...
Rex the Green Dinosaur: And Bo Peep?
Woody: ...Yeah. Even - even Bo.
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Extended Reading
