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A single mother gives her son a much sought after doll for his birthday, only to discover that it is possessed by the soul of a serial killer.
Chucky: Hi, I'm Chucky. Wanna play?
Lady in Elevator: Ugly doll! Chucky: [as the elevator rises up] Fuck you...
Karen Barclay: [she grabs Chucky] Talk to me. [pause] Karen Barclay: Come on, talk! [pause] Karen Barclay: I said, "talk to me", damn it! [Chucky gives no answer] Karen Barclay: All right! I'll make you talk! [Karen grabs Chucky, lights up her fireplace and holds Chucky near the fire] Karen Barclay: I SAID TALK TO ME, DAMN IT, OR ELSE I'M GONNA THROW YOU IN THE FIRE! [Chucky comes alive] Chucky: [screams] YOU STUPID BITCH, YOU FILTHY SLUT! I'LL TEACH YOU TO FUCK WITH ME! [Chucky attacks Karen]
Chucky: [as Andy places Chucky in the fireplace and gets ready to light it up] No, Andy, NO! [pause] Chucky: We're friends 'til the end! Remember? Andy: This is the end, friend! [Andy lights the fireplace and Chucky starts to scream as he burns]
Chucky: [Karen opens Chucky's battery slot and finds that there are no batteries in the doll] HI, I'M CHUCKY! WANNA PLAY? [Karen screams and drops the Chucky doll on the floor]
Chucky: Hi, I'm Chucky, and I'm your friend till the end. Hidey-ho!
Karen Barclay: Andy, who're you talking to? Andy Barclay: Chucky. Karen Barclay: Chucky, huh? Andy Barclay: Yeah. He's sitting right over there. Karen Barclay: Chucky's been talking to you too hasn't he? Andy Barclay: Yes. Karen Barclay: What's he been saying? Andy Barclay: All kinds of things. His real name is Charles Lee Ray. And he's been sent down, from Heaven, by Daddy to play with me. Karen Barclay: Anything else? Andy Barclay: Yes. He said Aunt Maggie was a real bitch, and got what she deserved. Karen Barclay: Andy, how could you say something so horrible? Andy Barclay: I didn't say it Chucky did. Karen Barclay: Andy, you're making this up. Andy Barclay: But I'm not. Chucky's alive. Really, he is. Karen Barclay: Andy! Chucky... Chucky's a doll. He's made out of plastic and stuffing. Now look at him - look at him. Now does he *look* like anything else to you? Andy Barclay: Don't! You'll hurt him! Karen Barclay: Andy! LOOK! Now, you really don't think Chucky is alive, do you? Andy Barclay: But he is. Karen Barclay: Andy, *STOP IT!* Please! Andy Barclay: It's 'cause of Aunt Maggie, you're yelling at me, isn't it? Karen Barclay: Yes, I guess it is. Andy Barclay: I'm sorry. I'll stop telling stories. Karen Barclay: Okay. You wanna sleep in with me tonight? Andy Barclay: No, it's alright. I've got Chucky. [Karen leaves. Andy turns to Chucky] Andy Barclay: You're right, Chucky. She didn't believe me.
Chucky: The only person that I let in on the fact that I was still alive was a six-year-old kid. I'm gonna be six years old again. Well, John, it's been fun, but I gotta go. I have a date with six-year-old boy... and you have a date with death.
Andy Barclay: Chucky says Aunt Maggie was a bitch and got what she deserved. Karen Barclay: Andy! How can you say something so horrible? Andy Barclay: I didn't say it! Chucky did!
Mike Norris: [Chucky has just attempted to strangle Jack] Believe me now? Jack Santos: Yeah... but who's gonna believe ME?
Charles Lee Ray: [after being shot] Oh God, I'm dying!
Chucky: Hi Mikey!
Andy: His real name is Charles Lee Ray and he's been sent down from Heaven by daddy to play with me.
[repeated line] Chucky: GIVE ME THE BOY!
Chucky: Hello John. Over here. Hi. It's me Chucky. What do ya think? The gri gri work? You know, when I came here learning that stuff about how to cheat death, I thought maybe you were pulling my chain. But, not now. Uh, uh. Not now. Only one problem. John: What? Chucky: This. I didn't think anybody could hurt me. But, last night I got shot. And you know something? It hurt. It hurt like a son of a bitch, it even bled! Why is that, John? John: You're turning human. Chucky: [in shock] What? John: The more time you spend in that body, the more human you become. Chucky: You mean I have to live out the rest of my life in this body? No fuckin' way! [points his finger] Chucky: You got me into this, you get me out! John: I can't do that, Chucky. Chucky: Why not? John: Because you're an abomination. An outrage against nature! You've perverted everything I've taught you and used it for evil! And you have to be stopped!
Charles Lee Ray: [Stumbling and breathing heavily after being shot] I- I gotta find something here!
Chucky: [after Karen Barclay's gun jams after aiming at Chucky] What's wrong, gun jammed? [Chucky screams viciously and charges at Karen]
Eddie Caputo: Oh shit, [silently, after he watches Charles lee Ray get shot by Detective Norris; Jack Santos pulls up in a marked squad car] Eddie Caputo: OH SHIT!
Chucky: [screaming] Give me the boy, and I'll let you live!
Charles Lee Ray: You hear this, you son of a bitch! I'm gonna get you for this! I'm gonna get you and I'm gonna get Eddy, no matter what!
Chucky: [as he attacks Mike Norris while he's driving] Good night, asshole!
Andy: Look, you stay here; I have to go tinkle.
Maggie Peterson: Okay, mister. What do you have to say about this? Andy Barclay: About what? Maggie Peterson: You know what I'm talking about. Turning the TV on, and putting Chucky in front of it, when I told you it was time to go to bed. Andy Barclay: I didn't do that. Maggie Peterson: Oh no? Then what did Chucky do? Walk into the living room and turn it on, all by himself? Andy Barclay: Did you do that Chucky? Maggie Peterson: Andy! Stop it! Now, get under the covers. Hurry! Andy Barclay: But, Aunt Maggie... Maggie Peterson: Under the covers and not another word! Andy Barclay: But, I didn't put Chucky in front of the TV. Maggie Peterson: Okay. Enough, alright? Now goodnight. Andy Barclay: Goodnight, Aunt Maggie. [Maggie leaves. Andy turns to Chucky] Andy Barclay: I told you she'd be mad if you watched the news.
Lady in Elevator: Look George. Some child left their doll on the elevator. George: Leave it alone. Let whoever is looking for it find it, and it will be there.
Karen Barclay: The heart, the heart! Shoot it in the heart!
[first lines] Mike Norris: I got the strangler! Wabash and Van Buren.
Mike Norris: Give it up, Ray. It's over.
Mike Norris: Miss Barclay! Karen Barclay: Detective Norris! Mike Norris: You no been to school to pick up your son yet? Karen Barclay: No I came directly from work why? Mike Norris: Let's go to my office! Karen Barclay: Is there something wrong with Andy? Mike Norris: Please! [Referring that Andy is in the station] Mike Norris: I don't know how to tell you this Miss Barclay. Karen Barclay: Tell me what?
Maggie Peterson: [opens garage door] There he is. [Maggie & Karen walk over to Peddler] Maggie Peterson: Okay. Show her. [Peddler presents Good Guy doll] Maggie Peterson: [to Karen] Well, is it a Good Guy or not? Maggie Peterson: It is. It is! Maggie Peterson: Yeah, well, I told you. Karen Barclay: Oh, uh, how much do you want for it? Peddler: Fifty bucks. Maggie Peterson: Ten and not a penny more. Peddler: Thirty. Maggie Peterson: W-What? Are you kidding? That thing is not worth thirty dollars. Peddler: Hey, look, take it or leave it. Somebody else can buy it. Karen Barclay: I'll take it! Maggie Peterson: Karen! It's too much money. Karen Barclay: No, it isn't. You have no idea how much Andy wants this doll. Maggie Peterson: But, we don't even know if the damn thing works. Peddler: [hands Karen Good Guy doll box] There you go, lady. May it bring you and your kid a lot of joy, huh. Karen Barclay: Thank you. Maggie Peterson: Hey, hold on, you! H-How do we know if the damn thing isn't stolen, huh? Peddler: Ah, steal this! [gives inappropriate gesture to Maggie] Maggie Peterson: Ah, steal this, yourself. Karen Barclay: Maggie. [grabs Maggie's hand] Maggie Peterson: I think I dated him. Karen Barclay: [laughs] Come on, we gotta get back to work.
Maggie Peterson: Karen! Karen Barclay: Hi. Maggie Peterson: You know that doll that you wanted for Andy. Only costs a hundred bucks? Karen Barclay: Yeah. The Good Guy doll. Maggie Peterson: There's a peddler in the alley. Behind the store. And I think he's got one. Karen Barclay: What? What would a peddler be doing with a doll? Maggie Peterson: Who cares! Would you grab your purse and come on? We can get a deal on it. Karen Barclay: But, I can't just leave my counter. Maggie Peterson: Do you want the damn doll or don't ya? Karen Barclay: Of course I do. Maggie Peterson: Well, then come on. [grabs Karen's hand] Maggie Peterson: Come on! Karen Barclay: Alright!
Karen Barclay: [Sarcastically] He wants you for a best friend! Yeah sure!
Chucky: Well John it's been fun but I got to go. I have a date with a 6 year old boy and you have a date with death! [Stabs John's voodoo doll] Chucky: So long John!
Mr. Criswell: [Karen and Maggie return to their shift] Miss Barclay so nice of you to drop by, had a nice break? Karen Barclay: Sorry Mr. Criswell I was only gone for a moment. Maggie Peterson: Don't be hard on her Mr. Criswell we were just downstairs getting her son a birthday present. Karen Barclay: We have specified break times for activities like that Miss Peterson. [to Karen] Karen Barclay: Mrs Howell has taken sick and we're short handed tonight. You have to fill in for her. Karen Barclay: [Taken aback] I can't! I have to pick up my son from daycare in an hour! Mr. Criswell: I' m sorry but this is an emergency. Maggie Peterson: Wait a second. I will take over for her. Mr. Criswell: Miss Peterson you work in shoes, not in jewellery. You'll simply have to do it. Now you can take off at 5 but you have to be back by 7. Karen Barclay: It's my son's birthday. Mr. Criswell: Miss Barclay are you happy with your job here? Karen Barclay: [Defeated] Yes of course I am. Mr. Criswell: Then I suggest that... Maggie Peterson: [Interrupting] Chill out will you Walter? I will take of Andy for you. Karen Barclay: Oh Maggie you can't. Maggie Peterson: Don't be silly. It will be the hottest date I had in months.
Karen Barclay: Hey mister! I'm not going to hurt you. Do you remember me? Peddler: No I don't. Karen Barclay: I bought a doll from you. Peddler: Doll? Karen Barclay: Yes a Good-Guy doll with my friend at the back of the department store a few days ago. Do you remember? Peddler: Oh yeah doll. What about it? Karen Barclay: Where did you get it? Peddler: What would you give if I told you? Karen Barclay: I don't have much! [Takes money out of her purse] Karen Barclay: You're welcome to whatever I have! Peddler: [Snatches the money and throws it away] Not enough! What else you got? Karen Barclay: That's all I got! Peddler: All you got? Is that all you got? [Looks at Karen's legs] Peddler: You have a lot! Karen Barclay: [Petrified] No! [the peddler undoes his fly and forces himself onto her] Karen Barclay: No stop!
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