Child's Play Quotes

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]

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!

Lucy: 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: Hello, John. Over here. Hi. It's me, Chucky. What do you 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.

Dr. Death: 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?

Dr. Death: You're turning human.

Chucky: [in shock] What?

Dr. Death: 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 fucking way!

[points his finger]

Chucky: You got me into this, you get me out!

Dr. Death: I can't do that, Chucky.

Chucky: Why not?

Dr. Death: 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!

Lucy: 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.

[first lines]

Mike Norris: I got the strangler! Wabash and Van Buren.

Mike Norris: [Chucky has just attempted to strangle Jack] Believe me now?

Jack Santos: Yeah... but who's gonna believe ME?

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!

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.

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.

[repeated line]

Chucky: GIVE ME THE BOY!

Chucky: [after Karen Barclay's gun jams after aiming at Chucky] What's wrong, gun jammed?

[Chucky screams viciously and charges at Karen]

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]

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!

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.

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.

Mr. Criswell: We have specified break times for activities like that Miss Peterson.

[to Karen]

Mr. Criswell: 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 jewelery. 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.

Mr. Criswell: [sarcastically] I can't imagine why.

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!

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!

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?