Child's Play 2

Chucky:
Why fight it, Andy? We're going to be very close. In fact, we're gonna be f***ing inseparable.

Joanne:
I was thinking maybe we should get something for Andy to make him feel more at home.

Phil:
How about some Valium?

Andy Barclay:
Where are we going?

Kyle:
Home.

Andy Barclay:
Where's home?

Kyle:
Andy, I have no idea.

Chucky:
You've been very naughty Miss Kettlewell.

Mattson:
What do you want me to do with the doll?

Mr. Sullivan:
Stick it up your ass.

Chucky:
Playtime's over.

Chucky:
I promise I won't kill anyone else.

Chucky:
I hate kids.

Chucky:
We're home.

Chucky:
Shut up and drive before I kick your f***in' teeth in.

Chucky:
Eat dirt, Tommy

Chucky:
Now it's time to play "Hide the soul."

[Mattson's car. Chucky stole Mattson's cellphone while Mattson has parked.]

Sammy:
I want to play Red Light.

Grace Poole:
No, Sammy I don't want to play Red Light. Now, I want you to go to bed *right now*.

Sammy:
But I'm scared.

Grace Poole:
There's nothing to be scared of, it's just a storm.

(Picks up ringing telephone.)

Grace Poole:
Grace Poole.

Chucky:
Yes, I'm trying to reach Andy Barclay.

Grace Poole:
Andy no longer lives with us. Who is this?

Chucky:
This is his Uncle Charles.

Chucky:
Don't move!

Mattson:
Jesus! god. okay, wh-wh-what are you want?

Chucky:
No questions. Just drive.

Mattson:
Okay, okay.

Chucky:
Keep going. Now, park this piece of sh*t. [Chucky holds Mattson at 'gun point'] Put your arms behind the seat.

Mattson:
What?

Chucky:
Do it!

Mattson:
Okay. Take it easy! Take it easy! Please, don't, don't shoot. look, I don't carry cash. I got-- I got a gold card. I'll give you anything you want. Tell me what you want.

Chucky:
Freeze a**hole!

Mattson:
Take my-- Take the car. And you can drop me off, but just, please, leave alone. Please!

Chucky:
[Using a water gun] Bang! You're dead!

Mr. Sullivan:
Mattson I don't care what it takes. Put a lid on this.

Mattson:
Yes sir. that's not a problem. I'll take care...

Mr. Sullivan:
You listen to me. You smuggle this error out of here in 24 hours you got that.

Mattson:
Yes, sir.

Mr. Sullivan:
Now if you will excuse me... I've got a meeting I've got to get to. As far as the stockholders and I are concerned, this matter is finished.

Mattson:
Yes sir. What do you want me to do with the doll?

Mr. Sullivan:
Stick it up your ass.

Chucky:
Sh*t.

Tommy:
Hi, I'm Tommy.

Chucky:
Shut up, you idiot.

[Chucky punches Tommy.]

Tommy:
[Malfunctioning] I like to be hugged, I like to be hugged, I like to be hugged.

Chucky:
Hug this!

[Bludgeons the doll with a figurine.]

[After Andy coughs when he tries Kyle's cigarette.]

Kyle:
What the hell d'you think you're doing?

Andy:
I wanted to taste it.

Kyle:
Get real, it tastes like sh*t, ok? These things are very bad for you.

Andy:
Then why do you do it?

Kyle:
Because grown ups are allowed to do things that are bad for them.

Andy:
You're not a grown up.

Chucky:
Come on! Step on it!

Kyle:
Fine! We'll just get pulled over again! [Latches her seat belt on.]

Chucky:
Just shut up and drive before I kick your f***in' teeth in!

[Kyle suddenly stops the car, and Chucky flies out of the car and breaks through the windshield; Kyle looks around for a few seconds.]

Chucky:
[Pops out and pins the knife to the hood.] Raaaargh! [Kyle reacts and accelerates the car in high gear.] Unngh! You goddamn women drivers!

Grace Poole:
Andy. what are you doing come on We've got to get out of the building. Kyle? what's going on here! You did this didn't you?

Kyle:
He did it.

Grace Poole:
Get into my office. Is this your idea of a joke? Oh, give me that.

Chucky:
Amazing isn't it?

Grace Poole:
Aah! Aah! Aoah! Aaaaaooohhh!

Kyle:
Come on!

Chucky:
Okay, sport. We're gonna have a little game of Chucky Says. Chucky says move your ass. Snap out of it! Ya act like ya never seen a dead body before!

Chucky:
Did you miss me, Andy? I sure missed you. I told ya, we are gonna be friends to the end and now it's time to play. I've got a new game, sport. It's called "Hide the Soul", and guess what? You're it!

Chucky:
Peek-a-boo! Please, let me outta here, Andy. It's dark in here. I promise I won't kill anyone else, OK? Now open the goddamn door! Let me out, you little dick! Let me the f*** out!

Chucky:
[before killing Phil Simpson] How's it hangin', Phil?

Chucky:
[before killing Grace Poole with a knife] Amazing, isn't it?

Chucky:
No! I'm turning human again?! If I don't get out of this body soon I'm screwed!

Chucky:
Close your eyes and count to seven, when you wake you'll be in Heaven with your friends. [Laughs.] This is it, world! From now on, no more Mr. Good Guy.

Chucky:
NOOOOOO!!! You little SH*T, Do you know what you've done?! It's too late! I've spend too much time in this body! I'M F***IN' TRAPPED IN HERE!!!

Chucky:
Andy! Please! I was only playin'.