#lee haw

[sestrahulk]

A completely unique copy of the original

Orphan Black: Echoes premieres June 23 on AMC+

[bradcarbunklelovr69]

DRAWINGS AS OF LATE

[duke-is-the-shit]

Annabel really just told him to go back to sleep and starve this whole episode

[lixizpixi]

guys… i can’t do this rn…. im actually losing my mind… he took my breath away.. how will i ever move on from this photo…….. he’s too good looking??? he served. ate. left no crumbs. the director said cut but he served cunt. modeling for vogue?? ya. he did that. HE ATE AND HE KNOWS IT. *starts whistling can u blow my whistle baby intro*

[partywithponies]

Kevin Bridges and lee Mack looking at Keeley Hawes like this while she talks is the most relatable thing in all 16 series of Would I Lie To You.

[cleverclove]

What pronouns do you support, Bela? 🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤

The people need to know. 🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤

*ahem* *taps mic 🎤* ALL OF THEM!

[kalisbaby]

Halle Berry and Halle Bailey's first names are pronounced differently to me and I can't explain why. Just know they are.

[your-favorite-spyho]

Sarai followed Perach's notes exactly, and sure enough, the hell spy was there.

I've got you now, Hell scum. All of Heaven shall be safer without you here.

She stalks Lee closely, and catches her in the alleyway.

Halt, Sinner! Care to tell me what are you doing on Heavenly Grounds? -🦢

@seraphim-sarai

[Lee looked tiredly at the coffee in her hands and then back at Sarai.]

Um. Drinkin' coffee, apparently.

[Lee glanced at her ringing phone and hung up, grumbling. She wanted to visit Sadie today, at her only day off when she could leave the Ring of Envy without permission, but her "Haw" wasn't there for some reason.]

Whatcha need, non-milkable swon they? -🍬

[nerdylizj]

Five years is a lot of life to live. A collection of moments from Lee and Kya's time together in Hua Don.

Chapter 1: On Loneliness

Four years after settling into Hua Don, Lee still doesn’t know what to make of Gira. The old woman wasn’t particularly welcoming when they first arrived at the village. She wasn’t part of the group of people who hemmed and hawed and patted at him and Kya, ensuring they had what they needed. Instead, Gira watched from the steps of the apothecary, her wrinkled face blank, as he and his wife bartered with the villagers to justify their excessive generosity. A trade. Kya’s broad scope of skills and Lee’s penchant for hard work and drive. Places to earn their keep.  After all, they wouldn’t take help for free. Their pasts ensured that they would never be caught unaware again, trusting the goodness of people instead of the lessons of pain. The only people they could trust – truly trust – in those early months of their marriage, were each other.

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[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Nightlife 19

Warnings: dubcon, noncon, touching, coercion, manipulation, violence. Proceed with caution.

Note: I know what you’re thinking, why the fuck are you doing this? Well, you wanted bouncer Lee and I did too. Also, short!reader, not sorry.

Part of The Club AU

“You like that one, darlin’?” Lee asks as you stand in the cap-sleeved gown with bows on the skirt.

You look down and shrug. All of the dresses are so petty but you just can’t choose. It’s not so much that there’s so many, it’s that pit growing ever deeper in your stomach. You aren’t ready to pick a white gown, not even close to ready to say what he wants; I do.

“I don’t know,” you breathe thinly.

He’s quiet for a moment, Grace smiling tensely between you. You stare at your reflection as you see her throat tighten. You feel worse for her. You haven’t made anything easy.

“Well, that’s alright, then,” Lee says at last, “we can always come back, can’t we?”

You nod and guiltily drop your head, letting your arms hang at your side. He hides it well but you know he’s disappointed. And you feel rotten. He did all this for you, thought it was a great surprise, and you just can’t appreciate it.

“Of course, we can make you another appointment,” Grace announces in her chipper tone, “hun, why don’t we get you out of this? You’ll have lots to think about. Many of our brides need that time to think.”

“Uh huh,” Lee hums, “we got time.”

You let Grace lead you away, refusing to look at Lee as you walk out, skirts clutched in your hands to keep them from dragging. In the dressing room, the attendant unbuttons you and helps you out of the heavy lengths of satin.

“It’s alright,” she comforts, “you’re not the first one to walk in here not knowing what they want. It’s a big decision, just like getting married.”

You nod as she hangs the dress.

“You know, sometimes you just gotta take it slow. A long engagement isn’t so bad,” she assures, “and sometimes you just need to talk to each to figure out what’s right.”

You know what she’s inferring. You can sense the judgment in her voice. She thinks you’re weak just like everyone else. Lee isn’t controlling you, he’s helping you. He loves you, that’s what he says, and he’s the only one who’s ever done without asking for anything in return.

“Thanks,” you murmur.

She lingers, as if waiting for more. When you give nothing, she leaves you. You finish changing and let yourself out. She’s just outside and leads you back up to the front desk. Lee waits with his jacket on as you pull yours up your shoulders.

“We’ll see you again soon,” Grace chimes.

You say nothing and follow Lee out. You cross the parking lot as he opens the door for you. You sit in the passenger seat and the door snaps. He gets in the driver’s and starts the engine. Not a word between you.

You gulp as you twiddle your fingers. You stare at the dashboard and finally find the courage to glance at him. He focuses on the road as his cheek strains.

“I’m sorry,” you eke out, “I… they were just all too pretty.”

“You know, blossom, we don’t got much time for you to be hemming and hawing,” his tone is harsh and unbending.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying… what one did you like?”

“It ain’t about what I like,” he huffs as he steers.

Another silence. Drawn out and stifling. You hug yourself, sinking into self-pity. You can’t help but let everyone down.

“You…” he begins, then swallows dryly, “you do wanna marry me, don’t ya, sweet thing?”

His voice is brittle but crisp. It’s the only time you’ve ever heard him sound vulnerable. It takes your breath away. You chew your lip and look at him. You won’t say you don’t know.

“Yes, of course I do,” you lie. You don’t want to lose him too. You realise now, you’ll have nothing left.

“Mmm,” he drones, “I don’t know if I believe ya.”

You wince. He’s upset. You don’t know what to do to make him happy. You don’t want him to be mad. You don’t want him to hate you.

“I’m not good enough for you,” you mope and hang your head. “I’m sorry, Lee, but that’s the truth. I… I’ll call my daddy and you won’t have to put up with me anymore–”

He skids to a stop. You lurch forward, the seat belt keeping you from hitting the dashboard as he veers onto the side of the road. You fall back, gasping as you grip your chest.

“Don’t you ever say that,” he shifts into park, “don’t you ever threaten me like that.”

“I– I wasn’t. Please, I just don’t want to be a burden–”

“No, you wanna make me feel bad. You wanna try to manipulate me,” he accuses, “that ain’t fair, darlin’, it ain’t. I been nothing but good to you.”

“You have, I know. I really wasn’t… I just wanna be good,” your eyes glisten as you pout at him, “tell me how to be good. How can I make you happy?”

He takes a breath and rolls his shoulders as he sits back. He lets his head tilt against the seat. He rubs his cheek as he closes his eyes.

“You just gotta be you. Be that sweet girl I fell for,” he reaches over blindly and takes your hand, playing with it, “remember what ya did before. While I was drivin’...”

You blink. He lets his head drift to the side and watches your throat as you swallow. You look away shy and bite your lip. You nod.

“Last night was special, wasn’t it?” He purrs, caressing your hand with his thumb.

Your cheeks tinge. Last night was all about you. He treated you so nice, he got you that lingerie, and he didn’t try to force anything. He didn’t ask. You owe him.

“You want me to do it again?” You ask.

He sighs, “I want you to want it.”

You flutter your lashes, “I do, sir, I swear… please…” you slip free of his grasp, “can I?”

His brow arches and his expression eases, “if you really wanna,” he reaches for the steering wheel again, “but you be nice to me,” he pops his fly open, “don’t want me losin’ control, do ya?”

You giggle, more embarrassed than giddy. You put the strap of the seat belt behind you and lean between the seats as he shifts back into gear. As you touch the front of his pants, you can’t help but wonder, was he talking about losing control of the car or himself?

[jazy3]

We've got some new BTS pics from Ross Duffer from Weeks 28 - 30 of filming! First off we've got a photo of Caleb in costume as Lucas filming in a field. His look is very similar to what he wore last season so no big changes there! We've got a photo of Millie and her dog on set at video village with what could be Brett Gelman in the background but it's a bit hard to tell. They're also filming outside so it looks like we'll be getting a lot of outdoorsy scenes this season.

Next we've got a black and white photo of the Duffer Brothers behind what appears to be a controlled fire. It looks like they're on a sound stage and there's a fence and what could be a telecom or military tower behind them. Next we've got a wall that says ‘Restricted Area’ with blood on it and barbed wire at the top and caution taping at the bottom. Then we've got an upside down photo of a dead looking mannequin dressed in military clothing. Based on what we've gotten so far it looks like by the mid-point in the season that the military will be in Hawkins in full force.

Then we've got an ‘Everything must go’ Radio Shack sale sign above a radio. It looks like Bob's old haunt is going out of business! Next we've got a flyer for radio station 94.5 WSQK with a picture of a bird sitting in a mic booth advertising the Jimmy Fasthands Lee radio show weeknights from 7 - 11 PM. It looks like the radio station is going to be a big location in Season 5 the same way the Creel House was in Season 4! And it looks like the characters are making it their homebase this season so that should be interesting!

We've got a photo of what could be Dustin sitting in a van. The person has a yellow baseball cap on and there’s a WSQK t-shirt overtop of the back of the car seat they’re sitting in and you can see the letters 'HAW' on the van's windshield. Based on everything we're getting I think Dustin must be working or volunteering at the radio station and that's how they're getting access. He seems to be the character with the most ties to the station so far. Lastly, we've got a video of another marble being dropped into the marble bowl next to a tiny prop mold of Vecna’s head and a Lions baseball cap.

[feathergail]

Cowboys using their lasso to capture and tickle their lee!!! 🦋🦋🦋 And saying all the random little nicknames in the southern accent- 🫣

“Aww, does that tickle darling~”

“Yee Haw! This spot is making you buck wilder than a raging bull!”

It’s so funny yet so flustering to me-

OH MY GOODNESS

dude cowboys/cowgirls are so flustering bc of the southern drawl + nicknames. like “darlin” “pumpkin” “sugar” WHAT IF I DIED ON THE SPOT. plus the lasso thing u just mentioned AGGGHHH

need to redownload rdr2 NEOW

[differenteagletragedy]

I love the story you did of the MC proposing to Derek! I don’t suppose you could bless us with the other scenario, of Derek’s proposal to the MC? Pretty please 🙏?

Yesssss, the Derek love! Of course! Here we go:

One thing about Derek is that if he's going to do something, he's going to take the time to do it right.

So when he decided he wanted to marry you -- or, well, he'd decided he wanted to marry you when you were kids, but when he'd determined it was actually something that could really happen -- he didn't feel the need to rush.

After all, he'd been waiting over ten years for you. He was good at waiting.

By the time he took you for a date at the boardwalk, ring in pocket and raring to, he'd put months into planning his proposal.

First, he'd made a quick trip out to Sunset Bird while you were at work to ask for your parents' permission: he couldn't go forward with his plan without their blessing.

After your moms hemmed and hawed over him and told him that of course he had their blessing, he'd walked across the street to ask Cliff the same thing. Derek knew that you considered him your dad, so it was important to talk things through with him as well. He didn't really imagine the man having anything bad to say, but it was still sweet when he teared up and hugged him.

He talked to Cove about it too, of course, but the next step in his official plan was to reach out to Liz -- he needed to pick out a ring, and he thought your sister might be a good resource for what you might like. She gave him some tips, along with a healthy amount of teasing, then advised him to call Lee, too.

"Lee is going through this crazy phase," you'd told him that night after he spoke to your cousin. "Like she's not even seriously dating anyone but she's all into weddings, she texted me all afternoon about what kind of engagement ring she'd like and what she'd want at her ceremony."

You went on about how she must have gotten into those wedding reality shows, and Derek smiled to himself. The next day, Lee got back to him with the intel she'd gathered.

He took his time shopping, wanting to make the right choice despite how eager he was to put a ring on your finger, but eventually he found one he knew you'd love.

There were several venues that would have felt right for a proposal -- the beach, the park by your house, even the grocery store by your apartment held some special memories. But in the end, the boardwalk won.

"We haven't been here in forever," you told him when you parked.

He stepped out quickly and jogged over to open your door before you had the chance. You smiled at him, then smiled bigger when he reached a hand out to help you up.

"Just when I thought you couldn't be any more of a gentleman," you told him.

"I'm full of surprises," he replied, hoping his nervous laughter didn't give anything away.

You did the usual boardwalk routine -- face-painting (he got his star, and you decided to match with him), rides, games. It was a blast, as always, and every moment made him more sure that he wanted you by his side for the rest of his life.

Finally, you were walking along by the sand, taking a break from all the activity and simply enjoying each other's company. He saw the opportunity, and he grabbed it.

"Hold on, my shoelace is coming untied," Derek said, bending down to fiddle with his perfectly fine laces. "What do you want to do next?"

He watched as you looked around in thought, as he knew you would, and quickly grabbed the ring from his pocket. When you looked back down at him, about to answer, he was there, on bended knee, presenting you with the loveliest ring you'd ever seen.

He'd had a speech planned, a long, elaborate thing to tell you about how much he loved you and how he wanted to spend the rest of his life taking care of you, but in that moment, when he realized that he was finally in this position -- for real, not in his fantasies or with some kind of long timeline or stipulation -- his brain sort of short circuited from the sheer joy of it all. So he kept it simple.

"Will you marry me?"

Derek was strong and solid, but you nearly knocked him to the ground with how hard you threw yourself into his arms. He laughed, wrapping his arms around you as tight as he could without worrying he'd hurt you.

"Is that a yes?" he asked, feeling a few tears welling up in his eyes.

"Of course it's a yes," you told him. "It's always been yes."

He stood up then, pulling you up with him, and he slipped the ring on your finger. He held your hand close to his face, marveling at the site -- not at the ring, he'd spent long enough picking out to have every bit of it engraved in his memory, but at what it meant now that you were wearing it. He glanced over at his own bare ring finger, so thrilled at the thought of his own ring that would tell the world that he was yours.

Then you were back in his embrace. He held you there for a long time as people passed by on the boardwalk, stroking your hair, telling you about how happy you'd made him.

"I'll always take care of you," he said, leaning down for a kiss. "I promise. Always."

You could tell that was an important point for him, but you had to tweak it a bit.

"We'll take care of each other," you corrected. "Always."

[guppygiggles]

Top 5 tickle tropes, if you still accepting these, please? :D

Absolutely! Open invitation to send me these for as long as you guys wanna send 'em. x3

God, how this is about to fluster me...

1. My all-time favorite is probably "first time"; as in, someone experiencing being tickled for the first time. This is honestly a pretty rare trope, because it's not very common for a character to be wholly unfamiliar with tickling all the way into adulthood. It usually only applies to alternate reality type scenarios or characters who haven't grown up in typical human society. Bonus if they enjoy it, and even bigger bonus if the ler is only too happy to show them everything they know. It's the epitome of "sincere/shameless lee" which I am a massive... massive sucker for. I like this so much, and was starving for it so badly, that I wrote a whole comic and several fics about it, aheh...

2. Playing right into the first trope is "non-human characters who are fascinated by humans, particularly their concept of tickling." In this scenario, I generally like the non-human character as the ler, and they just think humans are so cute, so interesting, so delicate, so sensitive... y... yeah 😵‍💫 You can see how one and two fit perfectly together... I also obviously love to feed myself this content...

3. Interrogation... particularly if the premise is playful, or the scenario was agreed upon beforehand, with the understanding that the lee enjoys being interrogated (so, technically, cnc)... Bonus if there's lots of dialogue and "overacting" -- "I'll never talk, you can't make me!"... "Oh, we'll see about that..." -- Bonus if the ler is keeping up an act, but is secretly so flustered and swooning... god help me 😵‍💫

4. Surprise! Especially if the lee is someone who is tired/overworked, and/or really needs a good laugh. Once again, I prefer this when it's understood that the lee enjoys being tickled... and bonus if the ler knows they need it, too, and is doing it for the express purpose of making them feel better.

5. I love shameless lees, but I also love shy lees... Lees who squirm, hem and haw about wanting to be tickled, but very obviously do... the ler fully knows it, and teases them within an inch of their life before finally giving them an absolute wrecking. Guh... 😵‍💫

I don't consider it to be a trope, but I obviously love teasing... any of these scenarios that include verbal teasing will only enhance them for me, it's one of my favorite things about tickling. I both love doing it, and am very susceptible to it, myself. There's a reason why I almost never draw pieces that don't have dialogue, and why I like to write so much!

Thank you for the ask! 💙

I'm gonna go lay down now 😵‍💫

[thegoldenappleofdiscord]

i was debating with a friend and we were talking about the dynamics within valdangelo and solangelo, and it got me thinking about how similar leo and will are like:

both are head counselors who bear a lot of responsibility within cabins that have dealt with the deaths of previous counselors (charlie, lee/michael)

both are really insecure and anxious

they get frusturated when they can't fix other people's problems because they believe that [insert their main ability] is their only skill, and that if they don't use that skill to help solve problems, it means they have no use at all (mechanics, healing)

both have upbeat, cheerful personalities

both smile to hide their true emotions (leo in literally every book; will forcing smiles in multiple instances, especially in toa)

they have a lot of trauma that they don't exactly talk much about, not wanting to be a bother to the people around them

both aren't great at using weapons

both have a tendency to overwork themselves

have one ability they once avoided using (fire, glowing ability)

curly-haired losers from the yee-haw state

resourceful!

both struggle to understand loved ones (except will and nico work it out and...i don't know what the fuck caleo is anymore)

i honestly feel like the main differences between them is that while will's job revolves around helping others and connecting with them, leo is, deep down, not really a 'people person' and has a hard time knowing how to help them - as said in tlh, "he was better with machines than people."

[nerdychaoscherryblossom]

Once Upon a Pixar (2026)

Hello. It's me, and this is the Pixar version of Once Upon a Studio called Once Upon a Pixar.

(The film opens with the headquarters at Pixar as the employees leave for the day.)

Pixar Intern: It's so incredible to think that George Lucas started Pixar back in 1979 until it was founded by Steve Jobs in 1986 40 years ago today. To think of all those talented animators and unforgettable characters who have been a part of the studio over the years.

Pete Docter: Yep. (as he and the intern turn around one last time) If the characters could talk to each other.

(Pete Docter and the intern leave as the door closes while the title comes up: "Once Upon a Pixar". The camera zooms into a photo picture of Woody, Jessie and Bullseye running on a record player. Woody glances back as everything seems quiet in the lobby.)

Woody: Psst! Atta. Princess Atta. You there?

(Princess Atta flies into the lobby and over to his picture.)

Woody: Is that it? They all gone?

Princess Atta: Yep, they're all gone.

Woody: Yee-haw! (he, Jessie and Bullseye leap out of the picture) Come on, Jessie, this is it.

Jessie: Let's get everyone. Yodel-ay-hee-hoo!

Joy: (gasps) There's the signal! All right, everyone! (she, Sadness, Anger, Fear, and Disgust jump out of their production cell) It's picture time!

Elio Silos: That's tonight?

Joy: That's now.

Ember Lumen: The 40-year group photo. (she and Wade jump out of their production cell as well) And the sun's going down. Come on, Wade, let's feel the burn!

Wade Ripple: Ooh, a fire pun. (chuckles) Got to like that.

(Suddenly, Arlo and Spot come out of their production cell as Wade gasps and goes against the wall.)

Arlo: (chuckles nervously) Sorry.

Woody: Picture time, gang!

Mei Lee: (chuckles) Okay, here we come!

(Mei Lee, Miriam, Abby, Priya and Tyler jump out of their production cell while they laugh.)

Abby: Wake up, everyone!

(The Oozma Kappa come out of their production cell as Squishy yells while Russell, Carl and Dug walk down the hallway.)

Russell: Whoa!

Dug: Awesome!

Russell: Oh, Mr. Lightyear! Get the folks upstairs!

Buzz Lightyear: Roger that, Russell. To infinity and beyond!

(Buzz Lightyear flies upstairs as Lightning McQueen drives happily down the hall with Mater.)

Mater: Yee-haw!

Merida: (jumps out of her production cell) It's picture time! (runs to the lobby) We're meeting at the lobby!

Flik: Okay! See you there!

(Miguel Rivera and Riley Andersen ride on Dim as Dim flies to the lobby.)

Miguel Rivera: (hollers)

(Francis gives a fun ride to Dash Parr.)

Dash Parr: Whoa! Higher! (laughs)

(Francis chuckles as Remy and Emile slide down the stairs as Luca Paguro lands on the floor and sighs as he catches Nemo.)

Nemo: Water.

Luca Paguro: (shudders and rushes to the counter)

P.T. Flea: No, no, no, there's no time for snacks!

Luca Paguro: Uh, Andy! A little help here?

Andy Davis: Oh, uh, let me see here. There we go, a nice bucket of water.

(Luca Paguro dunks Nemo to a bucket of water.)

Nemo: (grunts)

Linguini: (chuckles) Oh, waiter! There's a fish in the bucket! (laughs)

(Ernesto de la Cruz tries to get candy from the vending machine while he curses in Spanish as Mr. Incredible and Frozone walk down the hall.)

Mr. Incredible: Yikes! Do you think all the villains might catch up?

Frozone: Hmm. (freezes Syndrome in his frame) Not all.

Syndrome: (strains)

(Rex goes to the elevator with Imelda Rivera, Manticore, Ian, Barley and Laurel Lightfoot.)

Imelda Rivera: Going down?

Roz: Hold the elevator. I'm going to the lobby.

Rex: Huh? Oh, you've got to be joking.

(Joe Gardner hums to "Put On Your Sunday Clothes" while he draws Hector Rivera.)

Brook Ripple: Hey, black man. Shake a leg, will ya?

Joe Gardner: The leg won't make a difference, it's all in the wrist.

(Hector Rivera bursts out of the drawing as Joe Gardner shrieks in surprise.)

Hector Rivera: Ay! I haven't seen a fall like that since Spain. (fixes the chair) Oh! Much better.

(At the men's room, Hopper, 4*Town and Chef Skinner freshen up as Chef Skinner blows a kiss and chuckles. Suddenly, Tuck and Roll appear in front of his eyes, laughing, as Jessie opens the door.)

Jessie: Let's move it, gentlemen!

(While Lorenzo Paguro tries to free his wife Daniela Paguro from her picture, Giulia Marcovaldo walk with Buster, Mr. Mittens, Larry and Machivelli.)

Giulia Marcovaldo: Uh-huh. Meeting at the lobby. Don't eat the rats.

(Scud tries to eat Remy and Emile but Dante pops up and scares Scud away, thus saving the rats' lives. While Izzy and her team walk by, Mei Lee and her friends watch a cartoon on a TV.)

Izzy Hawthorne: Come on, everyone, you're gonna have nightmares.

(Zurg pops out of the TV and scares Mei Lee and her friends away, laughing. Back at the elevator, Roz makes it in time.)

Roz: Thanks very much for holding the elevator.

Rex: (groans)

Evelyn Deavor: I'm also going to the lobby as well.

Rex: Huh? Oh, come on!

(While M-O is being followed and annoyed by Dot, Mr. and Mrs. Anderson follow down the stairs, where Mr. Anderson is the one to drop his wallet and they laugh. Buster picks up the wallet and runs off with it.)

Mr. Anderson: Hey, Buster! Andy, get your dog!

(Woody follows up the stairs as he looks amused when he sees Underminer leading Colette Tatou with his hypnosis watch.)

Woody: Underminer? Underminer! You-- You stop that now, Underminer!

Rosie: Don't worry, Woody. (chuckles) I got this.

(Rosie hits Underminer offscreen unconsciously.)

Woody: Huh. (gasps) Wow.

(Woody looks up at photographs of John Lasseter, Andrew Stanton, Pete Docter, Lee Unkrich and Joe Ranft while he takes his hat off.)

Buzz Lightyear: Oh, Woody, where are you? We're at the lobby!

Woody: (chuckles) Got to go, but thanks. (puts his hat back on) On with the show.

(At the lobby, Woody rides on WALL-E with a fire extinguisher)

Woody: Yee-haw!

Mike Wazowski: Coast is clear, Sheriff.

Woody: Great! (holds the door open) Right this way, everybody.

(Sulley bumps into the door.)

Woody: Oh! Sulley, are you okay?

James P. Sullivan: (grunts) Never better, Eastwood. (accidentally trips the trash can)

Stinky Pete: I knew I'm surrounded by... (gets startled by Slim who rides on EVE) Idiots!

Slim: Tallyho! Whee! I'll show you the world! (laughs)

Woody: Oh, great, the ladder.

(Buzz sets the ladder while he hums.)

Mr. Dicker: Every time it gets hard. Money, money, money.

Woody: All right, everyone. Get-- Get together now. (to Tinny) Oh. After you, Tinny.

Emile: Oh. Pardon me.

Francis: (holds up a camera) Here's the camera, Lightyear.

Buzz Lightyear: (takes a camera and chuckles) Thanks, Francis. (climbs up the ladder)

Woody: Buzz, be careful!

Buzz Lightyear: (makes it to the top) All right, now where's the timer button?

Molt: Oh, oh! Three, two, one! (Randall Boggs grins)

(Buzz accidentally falls off while he screams and breaks the camera. As Buster walks to the broken camera, Buzz recognizes it.)

Andy Davis: Come on, Buster. (Buster runs back to Andy)

Buzz Lightyear: Huh? Oh, no. It's ruined.

Anger: Well, that was fun!

Sadness: Maybe we can try again in another forty years.

(The characters sigh disappointedly and are about to leave.)

Woody: Oh, no, no, wait. Come back. It-- It-- It'll be fine. It'll be...

(Just as the characters are about to leave, Randy Newman appears from nowhere while he plays "You've Got a Friend in Me" on piano with his orchestra.)

Randy Newman: ♪ You've got a friend in me ♪

♪ You've got a friend in me ♪

♪ When the road looks rough ahead ♪

♪ And you're miles and miles from your nice warm bed ♪

Hopper: I knew this was gonna happen.

Randy Newman: ♪ You just remember what your old pal said ♪

♪ Boy, you've got a friend in me ♪

♪ Yeah, you've got a friend in me ♪

(While the song goes on, Mr. Incredible fixes the camera as Buzz looks excited and Sulley puts the ladder back in position. Manny and Gipsy lift Buzz to help him up as Buzz sets the camera up for the photo.)

♪ Some other folks might be ♪

♪ A little bit smarter than I am ♪

♪ Bigger and stronger too, maybe ♪

♪ But none of them will ever love you ♪

♪ The way I do, it's me and you, boy ♪

♪ And as the years go by ♪

♪ Our friendship will never die ♪

♪ You're gonna see it's our destiny ♪

All: ♪ You've got a friend in me ♪

♪ You've got a friend in me ♪

♪ You've got a friend in me ♪

(The camera flashes as the group photo in the Pixar hall is taken, and the short ends with a text "To the animators, directors and crew of Pixar who worked for 40 years on movies and short films, Thank You." and then the song ends.)

Well, I think this is the transcript. I hope you like it. I also hope Pixar does a new short film like Once Upon a Studio did. Have a Happy New Year.