E29【纯英朗读】Toys with life

E28 Everythingis under control

In the backyard, Sid came out of a shed carrying a bunch of materialsunder his arm. He dropped them next to Buzz.

“Launchpad is being constructed!” he said with a menacing chuckle.

Meanwhile, back in Sid’s bedroom, Woodystudied a diagram of the Phillipses’ house constructedout of stray dominoes and Scrabble pieces.

He pointed to his makeshift map as he began to call out directions. “All right, listen up. I need Pump Boy here. Ducky here.Legs?”

The toy fishing rod with fashion-doll legs strolled up.

“You’re with Ducky.” Woody jerked a thumb at a duck-head Pez dispenser with a baby-dolltorso and a suction-cup base.

“Roller Bob and I don’t movetill we get the signal. Clear?” The mutants all nodded.

“Okay, let’s move!” commanded Woody. Ducky and Legs pulled the metal faceplate off aheating vent and disappeared inside.

Several other toys stacked up like a bizarre totem pole to reach thedoorknob.

Woody jumped onto Roller Bob, the skateboard with a soldier’s head and arms attached to its front.

“Wind the frog!” he shouted. Arace car with baby arms began to wind up a little tin frog mounted on monster-truck wheels.

Scud was still barking outside Sid’sdoor. The toys manned their positions.

Their eyes were on Woody, whose arm was raised. “Wait for the signal.”

Meanwhile, Ducky and Legs had crawled through the heating ducts to thefront of the house.

Ducky tied the end of Legs’sfishing line around his waist. They removed the porch-light socket. Then Legslowered Ducky through the opening.

Dangling by the front door, Ducky began to swing back and forth. At last,he swung far enough to reach his target—thedoorbell. Dingdong!

Back in Sid’s room, Woody lowered his arm tosignal the other toys. “Go!”

The toys yanked open the door. The windup frog was let loose. The plasticamphibian zipped between Scud’s legs and flewdown the hallway. Barking madly, the dog chased it.

Out front, Ducky rang the bell again.

“I’ll get it!” the toys heard Hannah shout. She opened the front door, only tofind that no one was there.

Behind Hannah, the windup frog zoomed down the stairs with Scud in closepursuit.

The frog hurtled off the last step, speeding between Hannah’s legs and out the front door.

Hannah spun around when she heard Scud chasing Wind-up Frog.

Ducky dropped down and nabbed Wind-up Frog with his arms. Then Legsreeled them in.

Scud burst between Hannah’s legs, knockingher down as he raced onto the porch.

He stopped and looked around, barking crazily, then looked up at the frogdisappearing into a hole in the porch ceiling.

With a growl, he realized he’dbeen tricked. He tried to scoot back inside, but Hannah slammed the front doorin his face.“Stupid dog,” shemuttered.

As Hannah stormed off, Roller Bob zipped into the kitchen with Woody andthe other mutant toys clinging to his skateboard.

“Lean back!” Woody shouted asthey approached the doggie door.

Roller Bob popped a wheelie, and they all flew through the small pet-doorflap and crashed into the bushes outside.

The toys parted the bushes. In the yard, they could see Buzz tied to amakeshift launchpad. Sid was in the shed. Woody scurried toward his friend.

“Woody!” Buzz whispered. “Help me out of this thing!”

“Shhhhh!” Woody said. “It’s okay, everything’s under control.” He grinned confidently,then fell limp on a patch of grass a few feet away.

“Woody!” Buzz cried. “What are you doing?”

Just then, Sid came out of the toolshed. Buzz froze.

“Houston, all systems are go,” Sid said, pretending to be doing a real space launch. “Requestingpermission to launch—Hey!”

He spotted the toy sheriff lying on the ground and picked him up.

“How’d you get out here?” He looked around, confused, and then smiled. “Oh, well, you and I can have a cookout later.”

He stuck a kitchen match in Woody’sempty holster and tossed him onto the barbecue grill.

“Houston, do we have permission to launch?”

Sid spoke into the box of matches as if it were a microphone. “Roger. Permission granted. You are confirmed at T minusten seconds.”

Sid struck a match. “Ten! Nine!Eight! . . .” He moved toward the fuse. But before hecould light it, a voice rang out: “Reach for the sky!”