[the toys are on their way to Sunnyside Daycare while Barbie is in tears]
Mrs. Potato Head Oh, it's all right, Barbie. You'll be okay.
Barbie Well, Molly and I have been growing apart for years, it's just... I can't believe she would throw me away!
Welcome to the club, toots.
Okay, guys. We can make it back to Andy's, but we gotta move fast. We'll hide under the seats until we get back home.
Get it through your vinyl noggin, Woody! Andy doesn't want us anymore.
He was putting you IN THE ATTIC!
He left us on the curb!
All right, calm down! Both of you!
Okay. Fine. Fine. Just wait'll you see what daycare's like.
Why? What's it like?
Daycare is a sad, lonely place for washed up old toys who have no owners.
Oh, you'll see. As soon as we get to day care, you'll be beggin' to go home!
