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[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 shit. [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 asshole!
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!
Joanne: I was thinking maybe we should get something for Andy to make him feel more at home.
Phil: How about some Valium?
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: Shit.
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 shit, 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 ****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!
Andy: Where are we going?
Kyle: Home.
Andy: Where's home?
Kyle: Andy, I have no idea.
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 shit. [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 asshole!
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!
Joanne: I was thinking maybe we should get something for Andy to make him feel more at home.
Phil: How about some Valium?
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: Shit.
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 shit, 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 ****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!
Andy: Where are we going?
Kyle: Home.
Andy: Where's home?
Kyle: Andy, I have no idea.
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[Andy and Chucky enter the Good Guy factory.] We're home.
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[Musing a knife that has just replaced his hand.] I hate kids.
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Andy! Please! I was only playin'.
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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.
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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!
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How's it hanging, Phil?
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No! I'm turning human again?! If I don't get out of this body soon I'm screwed!
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NOOOOOO!!! You little SHIT, Do you know what you've done?! It's too late! I've spend too much time in this body! I'M ****IN' TRAPPED IN HERE!!!
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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 **** out!
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Playtime's over.
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Why fight it, Andy? We're going to be very close. In fact, we're gonna be ****in' inseparable.
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You've been very naughty, Miss Kettlewell.