Toy Story of Terror!

Ah!

Betsy.

No!

Watch out! He's right behind you!

Hey, down in front!

Oh, sorry.

I'm coming to get you, Betsy!

Run, Betsy!

- Run! - Oh, come on.

There's no way she can outrun a vampire.

Oh, don't listen to her, Betsy. You can do it. Don't give up.

- (RATTLING) - (ALL GRUNT)

Are we there yet?

Not for a few more hours, Bonnie.

You can go back to sleep.

Help! Open the door!

No one can help you now, Betsy.

- Boring! - Patience.

All great horror films start slowly.

You see, they're designed...

Please, let me in!

- (GLASS SHATTERS) - (GASPS)

Tactics, Betsy, tactics.

Look for something to defend yourself with!

There we go.

Oh, technically, that'll be useless.

Everybody knows a wooden stake through the heart

is the only way to kill a vampire!

- (ROARS) - (ALL SCREAM)

- (CAT MEOWS) - (MR. PRICKLEPANTS LAUGHS)

Only a kitty cat. Classic misdirection.

A cat?

Come on, guys, this isn't scary.

- (RATTLING) - (ALL GRUNT)

Whoa!

Help!

Get me out of here!

- Jessie! - We have to get her out!

Jessie! Jessie, can you hear me?

Okay, everyone, on three.

One, two, three! (GRUNTS)

Jessie? Jessie!

What's the matter with Jessie?

She was abandoned in a box for years.

I couldn't... I couldn't find a way out.

Mom, can I bring my toys?

The roadside motel

is one of the most common locales for a horror film.

Remote, isolated, ordinary.

A comforting environment

to allay the suspicions of the audience.

I expect they'll be asking the innkeeper

to use the telephone any minute now.

Would it be okay if I used your phone?

Our car has a flat.

Right on cue.

It's okay, Jessie. You're safe now.

We'll be back on the road before you know it.

What's the latest, Trixie?

Uh, she's still on the phone with the tow truck company.

6:00 a.m.? That's the earliest you can get here?

6:00 a.m.?

You mean we have to stay here all night?

Bum, bum, bum

I don't care where we are

as long as I'm not stuck alone in that box.

If you could just sign here in the guestbook.

I'll need to see a major credit card for the incidentals.

Okay, let's see here.

I'm going to put you in room seven.

You know, we have a little saying around here,

at the Sleep Well Motel, you're gonna sleep well.

Well, it looks like they're asleep.

Finally.

Potato Head, where are you... Where are you going?

We're at a motel. I just wanna check out the amenities.

You know, the free stuff?

Little soaps, shower caps, shampoo?

Conditioner?

Oh, I wouldn't go out there if I were you.

The first to leave usually gets it.

Oh, Potato Head, don't leave the bag.

A motel is one of the easiest places for a toy to get lost!

Aw, shut your worry hole!

Nobody's gonna getting lost.

Besides, I promised Hamm I'd bring him back something nice.

Wait. Where are you guys going?

We were just gonna check out the free stuff.

And if something does happen to the potato,

I wouldn't want to miss it.

Aw, come on, guys! Let's all just stay in the bag. (SIGHS)

Buzz, I'll grab those guys. You get Potato Head.

- Got it. - No, wait. Don't go!

Don't worry, Jessie. I'll be right back.

Buzz!

Guys! Guys, where are you?

Jessie, what's wrong? Are you okay?

Buzz, where is everybody?

Not to worry. We're all right here.

See, there's Woody, Pricklepants, Trixie, Rex...

Wait. Where's Potato Head?

And so it begins.

- (THUNDER CRACKING) - Ah!

Pricklepants, you're not helping!

I'm just saying it's quite common in these types of movies

for one unsuspecting character to wander off and vanish.

Well, he couldn't have just disappeared.

Maybe this place is haunted.

What? It's haunted?

Of course not. Everybody knows ghosts aren't real.

Actually, according to my Internet research...

Highly unlikely.

There has to be a rational explanation.

We need to break into groups of two.

Everyone, keep an eye on your partner.

If anything goes wrong, give a yell.

Eww! I stepped in something.

Wait a minute.

Hmm. (SMACKS LIPS)

What is it?

Disgusting.

Well, were this a movie,

I'd say it was slime from the creature's metamorphosis.

Yeah, well, whatever it is, Potato Head managed to step in it,

leaving behind a trail of footprints.

If we follow it, it should lead us right to him.

Hey, guys! - No, wait! Trixie, don't!

Trixie!

- Trixie? - Potato Head!

And this would be the threshold.

Every movie has one, you know.

Once the heroes enter, there's no turning back.

- Rex, hurry! - Coming!

Now we just need to find a way down.

Well, that did the job.

Sorry! Ah. Sorry.

- Is everyone okay? - (TRIXIE SCREAMS)

That way!

All right, everybody, stay close.

Blech!

So what happens now?

Well, this would be the part where the characters get separated

and then picked off one by one...

Then what happens next? Ah!

Uh, where's Pricklepants?

Well, he was standing right here just a moment ago.

What are we gonna do now?

He was the only one who knew what the heck was going on...

Wait, wait, listen!

I think we lost it.

- (LOW GROWL) - (GASPS)

It's over there!

Over here!

- (LOW GROWL) - I think I can see it.

It's staring right at us.

It's Potato Head's arm!

Wait a minute. It looks like it's trying to tell us something.

What is it, little buddy?

Think he's using some kind of hand signals.

It's the number one!

No, no. One letter!

Uh, one syllable? Uh, once upon a time!

Uh, one plus one is one!

I think maybe it's pointing up.

- Up. Of course. - Yeah.

Hmm...

Pass me the hand, will you?

What now?

Out the door and to the right.

What? Are you sure?

The hand looks like it's pointing left to me.

(WHISPERING) Psst! Over here.

Huh? What?

Look over here.

Hello? Hello?

Sure, if you hold it that way.

Hey guys, Wait up!

Woody! Buzz!

- (GRUNTS) - Shh! Quiet, soldier!

You'll lead them right to us.

This place isn't safe for toys.

Combat Carl is gonna take his hand away now.

You yell, we're done for. Got it?

Mmm-hmm.

Combat Carl's seen things, horrible things.

Combat Carl's learned you gotta keep movin', or else they find you!

Are you Combat Carl?

The only thing that's kept Combat Carl going