But he couldn't do it alone. He bravely approached Sid's mutant toys. They were friendly and they agreed to help. The next morning  the mutant toys following Woody to Sid's backyard. Reach for the sky Woody shouted at sid Sid turned around he looked at woody in shock how could a toy talk by itself. We toys don't like being blown up. We don't like to be smashed or ripped apart Woody told sid The boy gasped he saw dozens of toys heading straight for him.