All language subtitles for Bride.Of.Chucky.1998.1080p.BluRay.H264.AAC-RARBG

(THUNDERCLAP)

(BUZZER SOUNDING)

(PHONE DIALING)

(RlNGING)

WOMAN: Hello.

Hey, I'm on my way,
and don't forget my money.

See you soon.
And, Bailey,
Don’t you forget.

(HORN HONKS)

Shit.

(WOMAN LAUGHING)

Curiosity killed the cat.

(BEEPS)
Shit.

(RADIO STATIC)
(GASPS)

Jesus.

(GARBLED TRANSMISSION)

(TRANSMISSION STOPS)

(SCREAMS)

(HORN HONKING)

Cool.

Well, hello, dolly.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Hello. I'm Chief Kincaid,
Jade's uncle.

David Collins.
Nice to meet you, sir.

David, come on in.

Jade, David's here.

Well, I've been hearing
good things about you, David.

I understand you're off
to Princeton next fall.

Yes, sir.

What are you
going to study?

Theater Arts.

Mmm-hmm. But on an
athletic scholarship,
right? Playing hockey?

Figure skating.

Mmm-hmm.

Jade!

Warren, don't scream.

Hi.

You look great.

Jade, I have to tell you.

This guy is
a big improvement
over the last one.

I think your
mother and father
would have agreed.

My parents liked
all my friends.

(SIGHS)
I'll be home by midnight.

She's in good hands, sir.

Uh. . .

You forget something?

Oh.

This is for you.

I love lilies.

Actually, it's an orchid.
Cymbidium orchid.

You put it in a vase
and drop an aspirin
in the water,

it should last you
the whole week.

Or so I read.

Nice meeting you.

(WHIMPERS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(INSECT BUZZING)

(DIALING)

She just left.

(GASPS)
You look beautiful.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

So Warren fell for it?
Mmm-hmm.

David made
quite an impression.
I think Warren's in love.

Yuck. Not my type.
I'm so over that
whole uniform thing.

I won't go home now, mama
Don't make a fool of me

You see, I am
the boogie-woogie...

(SIREN CHIRPS)
Christ. It's Needlenose.

(ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)

(PARKING BRAKE SETS)

Gotcha. (CHUCKLING)

(CHANTING)

Give me the power,
I beg of you.

(CHANTING)

Give me the power,
I beg of you.

(CONTINUES CHANTING)

Awake.

Awake!

Awake! Awake!
Awake! Awake!

What a crock.

(THUNDERCLAP)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Hey, Tiffany.

What are you doing here?

Come on. Let me in.
I'll catch my death
out here.

Promises, promises.

(COUGHS)

Whoa. Whoo!

Hey, how was your day?

Same old, same old.

Hey, check it out.
What?

Check it out.

What is it?

You mean, "Who is it?"

Who is it?

You mean, "Who was it?"

(GASPS)

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.
You really did a number
on him, didn't you?

(CHUCKLING)
What did you use?
Was it really bloody?

Did he scream a lot?
Was he half. . .

You know, Damien,
this guy looks
awfully familiar.

I recognize the nail polish.

Shit.

You never really actually
killed anybody, did you?

Did you? Did you?
You pathetic worm !

Come on, Tiff.
I'm working up to it.

Oh, man.

You know, it took
me 10 hours to
make that thing.

Damien.

Yeah?

Could you do me a favor,
and see if my lipstick
is under the sofa there?

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Back on your knees.
Crawl.

Good boy.

Stay down on the floor
where you belong.

That's right.

There's nothing under here.
(GASPS)

Charlotte.

How did you get out?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
(MOANING)

Oh!

Ugh!
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)

Tiffany?
(GASPS)

Well, here we are.

How long have we been
going out for now, huh?

What?

Don't you think
you've kept me
waiting long enough?

No.

Oh.

You know what
the French call
an orgasm?

(SPEAKS FRENCH)

(SCOFFS)

The little death.

Come on, Tiffany.
Let's die a little.

(THUNDERCLAP)
(TIFFANY SCREAMS)

Ah! (SCOFFS)

Hi. l'm Chucky.
Wanna play?

Where the hell did
you get this thing?

Got him from the cops.

He's the actual doll
from those murders.
I stitched him together.

You got to be kidding me.

No, I'm not kidding you.

Why would I kid you?
Come on, Tiffany.

I knew you were obsessed.
I'm not. . .

But Chucky?
He's so '80s.
No, he's not.

He isn't even scary.
Yes, he is.

Look at him. What are
you looking at, punk?
You looking at me?

(LAUGHING)

All right.
So, I was wrong.

I thought he'd make
an interesting toy.

Damien?
Huh?

You wanna play?

Okay.

First, I do this.

Are you ready for
a ménage à trois?

What's that?

I thought you
understood French.

Ow!

(LAUGHING)

Now you watch me.

Both of you.

You know, Damien,
there's something I never
told you about Chucky.

Don't tell me Schmucky is
one of those dolls
who wets his pants.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
I wouldn't talk that way
about Chucky if I were you.

He has a very bad temper.

Ooh!

You see,
we lived together
for years.

Of course, that was before
the cops killed him.

That was before
he passed his soul
into that doll there.

(LAUGHING)
Boy, was he ever jealous.

Anybody even looked at me,
Chucky would
take care of him.

Wouldn't you, Chucky?

We were gonna get married.

God, was he
an incredible lover.

He was the best
I ever had.

Come on, baby.

He ain't big enough
to take care of
a woman like you.

(THUNDERCLAP)

It ain't the size
that counts, asshole.
It's what you do with it.

(SCREAMS)

All right.

(LAUGHING EVILLY)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

Hi.

How you been?

Okay.

You?
Peachy.

Actually,
to tell you the truth,
I've been kind of out of it.

I know. It took me
10 years to find you.

That is sick.

What are you doing
with this jerk anyway?

Ten years is
a long time, Chucky.

Besides, I was never
actually with him.
You know me.

I'll kill anybody,
but I'll only sleep
with someone I love.

You look great, Tiff.

Thanks.

I mean it.
I gotta be honest.

I always thought
you were gonna
let yourself go.

Come here.

Yeah.

Huh?

(CHUCKLING)

(LAUGHING) Stop it.

(BEEPING)

Hmm.

Are you satisfied?

Can I wait
in the car, please?
No.

(SIREN CHIRPS)

All right,
Boogie Nights,
you're up.

This is such
a load of shit.

You know we haven't
been drinking.

Well, then you've got
nothing to worry about,
do you?

(BEEPING)

Evening, Chief.

Seems like
a false alarm here.

That's okay, Norton.
Better safe
than sorry, right?

This is a new low.

For you, too.

Get in the car.
Bite me.

Jade, when you're 18,
you can go to hell,
for all I care.

But until then,
I'm stuck with you.

And I'll be damned
if I'm gonna let you
embarrass me

by ending up on
Jerry Springer with some
trailer trash lowlife.

You fuck.

But you won't.

Not Jade anyway.
Not anymore.

In the car.

You can't keep us
from seeing each other.

I'm the Chief of Police,
sport. I can do
whatever I want.

So if, for example,
I was to run a blood
test on you tonight,

and the results
made you look like

Christian Slater
on New Year's Eve,

you think anybody
would question me?

He's bluffing.
Try me.

I wish we really could
choose our own families.

David, you keep
your orchid dry now,
you hear?

Come on, sunshine.

(LAUGHING)

"Try me."

Screw him.

If I were you,
I would take Jade,
get the hell out of Dodge,

and never look back.

Look, Chucky.
I made Swedish meatballs,
your favorite.

Honey, you shouldn't have.

Well, I wanted
everything tonight to
be absolutely perfect.

Tiff, what the
hell is that?

It's a playpen,
silly, for the nursery.

You know, Chucky,
I still have the ring.

What ring?
The ring,
the one you left for me.

I found it on the mantel
the night you were killed.

I've never taken it off.

Oh, that? The one I got
from Vivian Van Pelt.

Vivian who?

Vivian Van Pelt.

I dumped her in
the river, remember?

That ring is worth
five or six grand, easy.

You mean,
you weren't gonna
ask me to marry you?

What are you,
fucking nuts?
(LAUGHING)

You thought. . .

You haven't changed.

You'll never change.

What the hell
was I thinking?

Now, the first thing
we gotta do is get me
out of this body

once and for all.

No.

I think I prefer you
like this.

You're kind of cute.
You're just
like a little baby.

Is the little baby
ticklish? Is he?

(LAUGHING) Stop!

Is he? Is he? Is he?

Stop! Stop!

Is he? Is he?

Okay. Mommy's tired.
(LAUGHING CONTINUES)

Time to go to sleep.

Okay, I get it.

You're still hung up
on the domestic thing.

No problem.
We'll get hitched.

Sorry. I'm not
into short guys.

(LAUGHING)

(COUGHING)

My mother always said
love was supposed
to set you free.

But that's not true,
Chucky.

I've been a prisoner
of my love for you
for a very long time.

Now it's payback time.

You let me out
of here right now!

Sweet dreams, asshole.

I'm crazy

Crazy for feelin' so blue

(SOBBING)

I knew

You'd love me
as long as you wanted

And someday

You'd leave me
for somebody new

Crazy for tryin'

And crazy for cryin'

And I'm crazy
for lovin' you

I'm crazy for tryin'

And crazy for cryin'

Jesse, honey,
could you give me
a hand with this?

Yeah, okay,
just a second.

Thanks, sweetface.
I owe you one.

Yeah.

Shit!

Hi.
Hi.

So, you moving
out already?

No such luck.

Oh, sorry.

You want me to
put that in the car?

Yeah, I'm just,
you know, taking some
stuff to the Goodwill.

(GRUNTING)

(LAUGHING)

It's heavy.

Oh, yeah.

What do you got in here?

Oh, you know.
A little of this,
a little of that.

Stuff that's
gone out of style.
Yeah.

You ever look
at something,

and you realize
you are just sick to
death looking at it?

That's how I feel
about that shit.

Here. In the trunk.

In the trunk?

You can do it.

Bend your knees.

Wow. You are strong.
Nice muscle tone.
You work out a lot?

I've been doing
some push-ups.

Sorry.

No, that's okay.

Can't hurt it.
Might help.

CHUCKY: Tiffany,
where the fuck are you?

You got some company?

No, just babysitting.
Foul-mouthed little fucker.

Let me help you with this.

So, what are you
doing later on?

'Cause I was thinking

maybe you and I could
go get a drink or something?

That is,
if you're up to it.

No, no. I can't.

Why?

I'm seeing someone.

Really?

All the good guys
are taken.

I gotta go.

Okay.

Bye.

Jesse?

Treat her right, Jesse.

Excuse me?

Treat her right.
Never take her
for granted.

It's like my mother
always used to say,

"A woman spends
all day slaving over
a hot stove for a man,

"the least he can
do is the dishes."

She's kind of a
philosopher, my mother.

Hmm.

Take it easy.

See you around.

MAN ON SPEAKER:
Spell "woman."

B-I-T-C-H.

That is incorrect.
The correct speIIing
of "woman" is

W-O-M-A-N.

Shows how much you know.

Yoo-hoo!
I'm home.

Oh! Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

If you can't play nice,
I may just have to
take your toys away.

I have a surprise
for you.

I've been thinking about
what you said about
wanting to get married.

Yeah?
I think it would do you
good to settle down.

Babe, this is great.

You won't regret it,
I promise.

I'm gonna treat
you like a princess.

What's that?

Your bride.

With this ring,
I thee wed.

Oh, Chucky.
She's beautiful.

(LAUGHING)

You are so dead.

Congratulations, Chucky.

Now, I'm sure you two kids
would want to be alone.

WOMAN ON TV: While there are
still no leads in the murder
of Officer Bob Bailey,

evidence suggests
that his death may be

linked to another
body found earIier today.

Damien Baylock,
whose real name
was Howard Fitzwater,

was dragged from
the East River
this afternoon.

Detective Preston,
is there a connection
between these two murders?

Could be.
Possibly.
We're looking into it.

Is this the work
of a serial killer?

Maybe.
I didn't say that.

No, sir, you didn't,
but what can you tell us
about these murders?

Nothing.

I can tell you
that this used to be

a nice, quiet,
ruraI community...

She's alive! Alive!

(GROWLING)

(LAUGHING)

The bride of Frankenstein.

I promise to love,
honor and cherish
till death do us part.

You got that right.

(MOANING)

(SCREAMS)

(LAUGHING)

She hate me.

We beIong dead.

(YELLING)
(SCREAMING)

(CHUCKY LAUGHING)

(CHANTING)

Give me the power,
I beg of you.

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

Awake!

(THUNDERCLAP)

Awake!

What a crock.

(SCREAMING)

You son of a bitch!
What have you done to me?

You got your wish.
You're mine now, doll.

And if you know
what's good for you,

you are going to love,
honor and obey.

I wouldn't marry you
if you had the body
of G.I. Joe.

Hey, Raggedy Ann,
you looked in
the mirror lately?

Now is not the time
to get picky. Hmm.

(GROWLS)

Face it, Tiff. You need me.
Otherwise, you're
stuck like this for good.

I don't need you.
I'll look it up myself.

Oh, go ahead.
Chapter six.

Page 217.

The Heart of Damballa.
What's that?

An amulet.

We need it to
transfer our souls
into human bodies.

Okay. And where
the hell is it?

I was wearing it
around my neck

the night those
bastards gunned me down.

It was buried with
my corpse in Hackensack,
New Jersey.

All right, let's go.

Oh, sure. I'll steer and
you can work the pedals.

We're dolls, you dope!

Oh, my God!
What are we gonna do?

(CRYING)
Ay-yi-yi.

Shut up.

You shut up.

I don't get it.
Why don't you
just mail the dolls?

TIFFANY: These dolls
are very special.

What do you mean,
"special"?

I mean, there's $500
in it for you

if you get them
there by tomorrow.

No questions asked.

I'd do it myself,

but I have to take care
of a friend who's
mentally incapacitated.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll do it.

But I want $1,000.

Okay, sweetface,
I can give you half now,

and my friend in Jersey
will give you the rest.

Keys are under the mat.

(POP SONG PLAYING)

Color me your color, baby

Color me your car

Color me your color, darlin'

I know who you are

Come up odd your color chart

I know where
you're coming from

Call me
Call me

On the line

Call me, call me any, anytime

Call me
Call me

My love, you can call me
any day or night

Call me

Wow!

Barbie, eat your heart out.

Uh. . . Um. . .

Just act natural.
Right.

Call me
Call me

My love, call me,
call me any, any time

Call me
Call me

My love, call me, call me...

"Please deliver dolls
to Caretaker's office,
Forest Creek Cemetery.

"Hackensack, New Jersey.
Love and kisses, Tiffany."

Cemetery?

Call me for your lover's
lover's alibi

Call me
Call me

On the line

Call me, call me
any, anytime

David, you remember
when you were
seeing Brad Barker?

Oh! Vividly. Whoo!

You loved him,
didn't you?

Yeah, I did.

What happened?

His mother
found a letter
I'd written him.

She freaked,
and we haven't
spoken since.

You know, Jade,

we get very few chances
in life to be happy.

You gotta grab
the brass ring
when you can.

We don't have time
for this shit.

Jade, I need
to talk to you.

Hey, Jesse.

JESSE: Hey, David.

I want details.

Jesse, Warren will
be home any second.
If he catches you. . .

Jade, you know
I'll never take
you for granted.

Jesse. . .
You know, like if you'd cook,
I'd do the dishes, right?

What are you
talking about?

I'd do anything for you,
anything at all.

You know that, right?

Right?

(SCOFFS)

Yes. Yes, I know.

Then marry me.

What?
Marry me.

Tonight.

Warren would kill us.

I don't care about Warren.

That's why we're
gonna disappear.

Where are we gonna go?

Anywhere you want.

Well, what are we
gonna do for money?

I got money.

Where did you get this?

You know my neighbor,
Tiffany?

She's paying me $500
to take a couple of dolls to
a friend of hers in Jersey.

Jade, there's another
$500 when we get there.

Oh, shit, Jesse.
What has that freak
gotten you into?

(LAUGHING)
JESSE: I don't know.
I don't care.

I can put a deposit
on an apartment.
I'll get a job.

I'll help put you
through college.

I think I'm gonna
throw up.

Jade, marry me.

What do you say?

I say, "I do."

Come on.
Let's get you packed.

Okay.

Aw, that's so romantic.

I give them six months,
three if she gains weight.

(PHONE DIALING)

It's me.

His van is parked
right in front of
my house as we speak.

(BEEPS)

Who the hell is this bozo?
What's he doing?

Screwing with our ride,
that's what.

Ah, what the hell.
I need the exercise.

Were you born with that
knife super-glued
onto your hand, or what?

What are you talking about?

For God's sake, Chucky,
drag yourself into the '90s.

Stabbings went out
with Bundy and Dahmer.

You look like
Martha Stewart
with that thing.

Who the fuck is
Martha Stewart?

My idol.

And what does
Martha tell you to do

when guests drop by
for dinner and you haven't
had time to shop?

You improvise.

What about. . .

Predictable.

Hmm. . .

Uh. . .

A-ha!

(TIFFANY LAUGHING)

Who's there?

(CONTINUES LAUGHING)

Ugh!

Now!
(GASPS)

(SCREAMS)

Why does that
look so familiar?

See? Now, that's the work
of a true homicidal genius.

Not bad, for an amateur.

(DOOR OPENS)

Shit. Here they come.

JESSE: Yeah!
(JADE LAUGHING)

What do we do with him?

I don't know.

What would
Martha Stewart do?

Here.

Come on. Help me.

I am helping.
He's heavy.

(GASPS)

Wait.

Huh?

What's the matter?

I could've sworn
that door was locked.

Come on.
We have to go.

(ENGINE STARTING)

Oh, yeah!

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Give it back

My, my

Shit!

I'm empty

And sad

(SIREN CHIRPS)

Now what?

How you kids
doing tonight?

Going somewhere?

Will you both get out
of the van now, please?

Officer Norton,
I have a question.

All this
following us around. . .

Is that covered by
your regular salary?

Or does my uncle
pay you extra?

Extra.

Look, I'm sure
you're not a bad person.

I know that you're
just doing your job.

But couldn't you just
please give us a break?

You know,
I wish I could.

You seem like
really nice kids.

It's nothing personal,
at least on my part.

But. . . The money.

You're disgusting.
Shut up!
(LAUGHING)

Shut up, or I swear to God,
I'll fucking vaporize you.

(CROWD EXCLAIMING)

(COUGHING)

(INHALING)

Ahh!

(GASPS)

Come on. Take it easy.
Take it easy. Come here.

Oh, God.
We're never gonna
get away with this.

They're never
gonna let us go.

JESSE: It's gonna be okay.

All right?

Now, why don't you go
get us something
to eat for the road,

and I'll deal
with Needlenose.

All right?
Okay.

Ugh!

Ah!

Oh, that's bullshit!

You know this isn't mine.

You're in a lot
of trouble, kid.

Now don't you
fucking move.

Shit! Shit!

Figures you'd hitch us
a ride with the fugitive.

Give me your lighter.

What are you doing?

Improvising.

Now, sit back and
learn from the master.

WOMAN ON RADIO:
Chief Kincaid isn't answering.

What do you mean,
"He's not answering?"
I just talked to him.

(WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Rude fucking doll.

Come on, Jade.

(SNIFFS)

WOMAN: Norton?

Are you still there?

Norton!

Bye!
(LAUGHING)

(SCREAMING)

(CROWD SCREAMING)

Jesse!

Jesse! Jesse!

Get in ! Get in.

There they are.
Call the police.

Shit. Shit. Go!

Jesse, drive! Go!

Go!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HORNS HONKING)

Well, at least
you haven't forgotten

how to show
a girl a good time.

Where were you?

ls that all
you have to say?

What do you
want me to say?

l should think
you'd have something

to say about what
happened back there.

l got something to say.
l think you're fucking crazy.

l'm crazy?

You say you'd do
anything for me,
and this is what l get?

Wait a minute.
You don't think that
l had anything to do

with that explosion
back there?
Didn't you?

No.

To be honest, l was thinking
the same thing about you.

How could you
think that?

You announced in front
of a hundred people

that you wanted
to vaporize him.

Oh, it was
a figure of speech.

Well, you were just
as quick to accuse me.
(RlNGING)

Hello.
What the fuck!

David, l don't know
what to tell you.

l don't know what the hell
is going on around here.

WeII, the cops seem
to think it's all
pretty cut and dried.

Think of Mickey and Mallory,
Bonnie and Clyde.
You get the picture?

Mickey and Mallory?
Bonnie and Clyde?

They were mass
murderers, David.

Multiple murderers,
actually.

Mass murders
happen all at once,
like at the post office.

Multiple murders
are serial killings.

Am l missing something?
Norton was just
one murder, right?

They found
a cigarette Iighter
next to Norton's car.

BeIonged to that cop
who got his throat sIashed.

And there's
Another thing.

Jade, your uncle's missing.

What?

Look, l know you two
had nothing to do with this.

But maybe you
should turn yourselves in
until they figure it out.

David, are you whacked?
Nobody is gonna believe us.

They're setting up
roadblocks at the border.

You two had better
lay low for a while.

Thanks.

(PHONE BEEPS)

Did you see Warren tonight?

Not since this morning.

Did you?
No.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Our little room
on Seventh street
is getting coId

I saw a pattern on a bIanket
just the other day

It Iooked just Iike
the piIIow you threw away

Uh-huh

I just woke up the other night

And now l know what to do
I guess I'II see you in hell

Yeah

What are you doing?

Do you trust me, Jade?

Of course l do.

(DOOR SLAMS)

Sucker.

l think they make
a cute couple.

And if you ask me,
it'd be a shame
to break 'em up,

if you know what l mean.

MAN: DearIy beIoved,

we are gathered
here tonight

to celebrate the union
of two people
in holy matrimony.

And what God
joins together,

let no man tear asunder.

WOMAN ON RADIO:
Violence in movies
and television...

What is this shit?

Never mind...

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Jesus, the music
scene's gone to hell
since l've been dead.

(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING)

That's more like it.

TIFFANY: Isn't it beautiful?

l always dreamed of having
a big church wedding

with bridesmaids and a cake
and my picture in the paper.

Not just the usual
mug shot, but something
really flattering.

Tiff?

l'm sorry.

For everything.

Um, l guess
l can't complain.

l mean, l always wanted us
to spend more time together,

maybe do some traveling
and see the world.

Well, just look
at us now.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Yeah. Life sure is
full of surprises.

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMS)

Stop him!

Kill him!

(GRUNTS)

MINISTER: For better or worse,

for richer or poorer,

in sickness and in health,

till death do you part.

(GASPING)

Congratulations.
You may now kiss the bride.

Huh?

A true classic
never goes out of style.

That was good.

WOMAN ON TV: ls it true
that Jesse and Jade may
in fact be the serial killers

that you've been tracking
for the past few days?

MAN: We have some...

We can't confirm
that at this time.

The previous murders
appear to be the work
of just one kiIIer.

It's possibIe,
actuaIIy, it's possibIe
that one of them is a hostage

or simpIy unaware of
what the other is up to.

WOMAN: Detective?

For the time being,
in the absence
of any other information,

these kids have
to be considered armed
and extremeIy dangerous.

(INAUDIBLE)

First thing
tomorrow morning,
we deliver the dolls.

We collect our money.

We're gonna need it.
(DOOR OPENS)

Oh!

Excuse me.
The, uh, door was open.

l didn't realize
there was anybody in here.

Russ! I thought
we were getting a suite.

(ROARING)

Whoa!

Who's this?

l thought we were
getting a suite.

No. This is our room.

Oh. (LAUGHING)

Oh!

Russ!

Look. Have you ever
seen anything so cute
in your whole life?

What a great idea
for a wedding gift.
She's beautiful.

Oh.

Well, this little guy
has a face only
a mother could love.

Hi. l'm Chucky,
and l wouldn't
talk if l were you.

Hi-de-ho.

Chucky! Of course. l remember.
He was a Good Guy doll.

They were programmed
to say all kinds of shit.

Ooh.

Well, l don't
like him at all.

You know, you two really make
a delicious-looking couple.

Hey, Diane,
don't you think?

Oh, absolutely.

l mean,
imagine what their children
are gonna look like, huh?

Listen,
it's getting late, and. . .

So, what are you guys
up to tonight? Hmm?

JADE: lt's our wedding night.

Well, so what are
you watching TV for?

Well, you see, it's our
wedding night as well,

which is what makes
this just so perfect.

You know what they say?
"The more, the merrier."

Okay, yeah. No.

You know what?
We're really tired.
Gotta get to bed early.

Okay, well,
we'll be right next door.

Okay.

That thieving slut.

She doesn't deserve
to wear that ring.

To us.

Oh, Russ, give me a break.

We are, technically,
on our honeymoon, remember?

Yeah, well,
it was your idea to
come here, not mine.

l told you we'd have
seen more action
at Club Med. (GASPS)

Come on, we're here.
Let's make the best of it.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(MOANING)

Ohh! (LAUGHS)

Yeah, baby, come on.
Yeah. Come on.

(WHIMPERING)

Huh?

(BOTH SCREAM)

l love you.

l should have
asked you this
a long time ago.

Tiffany, will you
be my bride?

Oh, Chucky.

Yes. Yes.

(GRUNTING)

(CHUCKLES)

(CONTINUES GRUNTING)

Ah !

(LAUGHS)

(GASPS) Oh!

Chucky.

(WEEPING)

Why are you crying?

l always cry at weddings.

Oh, my God.
l'm crying.

l wonder if all
the plumbing works.

Well, l don't know about you,
but l'm starting to
feel like Pinocchio here.

Ohh!

l am anatomically correct,
you know.

Ohh!

(MOANING)

(BOTH MOANING)

Wait. Wait.

What? What? What?

Have you got a rubber?

Have l got a rubber?

Yeah.

Tiff!
What?

Look at me.
l'm all rubber.

Oh, that's right. Wait.
l thought you were plastic.

Tiff.
What?

Kiss me.
Okay.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

Hello?
David, it's me.

Jade!

Where are you?
Niagara.

The Honeymoon Sweets motel,

which, believe me,
is even worse
than it sounds.

Are you okay?

No. l'm married.

ls that bad?

l'm really scared.

l think, maybe
he did it, David.

l think Jesse has
totally lost it.

Jesus.

What should l do?

Are you sure?

Pretty sure.

Then you've got to
go to the police.

l don't think l can.

l still love him.

ls that wrong?

(BEEPS)
Hold on a second.

Hello?
David, it's me.

Hey, Jesse.

l'm sorry to
call you so late.

l got a problem.
lt's Jade.

Listen to me.
Go to the police.

Now, before
somebody eIse gets hurt.

Yoo-hoo!
Anybody here?

Housekeeping!

(SIGHS) Hello?
Housekeeping.

Joy to be here.

Okay. Oh, my. . .

Newlyweds.
(CHUCKLES)

What the heck went on here?

(HUMMING)

(SCREAMING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

l can't do this.

What?

l can't go
with you, Jesse.

Not anymore.

(SIGHS)

Oh, man, l'm glad
you said that first.

Why?

Jade, this is
too much for me.

l love you.
l will always love you.

But there is a limit
to how much l can take.

Would you please stop
talking to me like
l'm the one who's crazy?

You're the crazy one!
You're the mass murderer!

You mean multiple murderer.

So you admit it?
No, l don't!

l can't take
this shit anymore.

(SCREAMS)

Anyway, the thing that
struck me was how sure
you both sounded.

And to me, that meant
one of three things.

One of you is lying,
both of you are whacko,

or both of you are wrong.

Add to that the fact
that l know you both
better than anybody else,

and l've never seen
either of you
so much as hurt a fly,

and l've concluded
that what we have here

is a terrible
misunderstanding.

Do you guys smell
something in here?
(SNIFFING)

JESSE: Okay,
for the sake of argument,

if it wasn't you,
and it wasn't me,

then who else
would want to kill
Warren and Needlenose?

And those people
from last night.

You're assuming
Warren's dead.
He's only missing.

You're suggesting
that Warren. . .

Yes! Why not?

l'd buy him as a psychopath
before either of you two.

Pooh !
Something really
stinks in here.

l told you not to leave
your dirty socks back there.

Honey, this ain't
no dirty socks.
(SNIFFING)

(GASPS)

l feel like
such an idiot.
Me, too.

JESSE: l mean, l can't
believe l actually thought
that you could kill someone.

l know. l'm so sorry.

David, what would
we do without you?

What do you mean,
"Without me?"

l mean you set us straight.
We owe you one.

You're a good friend.
The best.

(COCKS GUN)

Pull over!
Pull over now!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

David, come on, buddy,
it's me. Come on,
let's talk this over.

l'm not your buddy.
Fuck, David!

Please put the gun down.

Why? So you can
kill me too?

We didn't kill anybody.

Oh, you're good.
You're good!
You even had me fooled.

What are you
talking about?

This!

(BOTH GASP)

You son of a bitch!

David, l didn't do it.
She did it!

l would never. . .

Shut up!

Hey, help! Over here!

(SIREN BLARES)

Nobody move!
(GASPS)
Oh, my God!

(HORN BLARES)

No!

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

That works too.

Get this heap
of shit moving !
Now! Now! Now!

(SIREN WAILING)

(CACKLING)

l imagine at this point
you two must have
a lot of questions.

You do know who l am?

Chucky.
And this is Tiffany.

l believe we've already met,
haven't we, sweetface?

So, how did you
end up like this?

Well, it's a long story.

lt sure is.

ln fact,
if it was a movie,

it would take
three or four sequels
just to do it justice.

What are you
gonna do with us?

Funny you should ask.

These bodies are okay.

But they're like apartments
that we're just renting.

But now
we're movin' on up.

Like George and Weezie.

And we're looking to buy.

And you know
what they say
about real estate.

Location,
location,
location.

Well, you guys are definitely
in the right place
at the wrong time.

(BOTH GIGGLING)

MAN ON RADIO:
This is a WEBH
speciaI report.

The Jesse and Jade case
keeps getting
weirder and weirder.

Fingerprints discovered
at two separate crime scenes

have been identified
as beIonging to
Charles Lee Ray,

the notorious serial killer
gunned down in 1988.

Now poIice confirm
that Ray's corpse
will be exhumed

from a Hackensack,
New Jersey cemetery
sometime today.

What?
Chucky,
the Heart of Damballa!

l know!
What'll we do?
What'll we do?

Shut up!
Just let me
think, okay?

First we gotta
get some new wheels.

Every cop within 500 miles
is looking for this van.

We need
something inconspicuous,
but with a little style.

Hold still, honey,
or l'm gonna poke
you in the eye again.

(TIFFANY HUMMING)

Yes. l believe
l'm going to look
absolutely ravishing.

(BELL DINGS)

(CONTINUES HUMMING)

(GASPS) Excuse me.

(CONTINUES HUMMING)

Nobody makes
Swedish meatballs
like you, babe.

Peachy!
Thanks, honey pot.

l hope you left
room for dessert.

You know it, pooky.

(KISSES)

(TIFFANY HUMMING)

You know, if l had
known that marriage
was such a great gig,

l would never have waited
this long to tie the knot.

On the other hand,
she's not much of
a housekeeper, is she?

CHUCKY: Tiff?
Huh?

Those dishes aren't gonna
wash themselves, you know.

You were nice enough
to cook for him.

The least he could do
is wash the dish.

Oh!

What are you doing?

(YELLS)

What would
Martha Stewart say?

Fuck Martha Stewart.

Martha Stewart can kiss
my shiny plastic butt.

Here l am slaving away
over a hot stove,

making cookies,
making Swedish meatballs,
and for what?

For a man who
doesn't appreciate me.

For a man who can't even
wash one fucking dish.

For a man who isn't even
a man at all where it counts,

if you get my drift.

Take it from me, honey.

Plastic is no substitute
for a nice hunk of wood.

l didn't hear her
complaining last night.

Any guy would need
a hunk of plastic,
probably battery-operated,

to get a reaction
out of you in bed.

And by the way,

where the hell did you
learn to bake?

How dare you
speak to me that way!

You started it!

l did not!

No!

(SCREAMS)

Whoa!

Jesse? Jesse, please.
Please. Oh, God.

Jesse?

(METAL SCREECHING)

(WHIMPERING)

(SCREAMING)

Get me out of here!

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING STOPS)

TIFFANY: (SCREAMING)
You bitch !

(SCREAMS)
(GROWLING)

Jade!

Hurry!

Go, go, go!
Not without you !

l'll be right behind you !

CHUCKY: Hey, beautiful.

(SCREAMS)

(TIFFANY MOANING)

Aah!

Jade!

Move it!

(YELLS) Ow!

(TIFFANY GROANING IN PAIN)

(DIRT SHOVELING)

(GUNSHOT)
(SCREAMING)

Get down there. Move!

Open the coffin, Jade.

Hurry up.
l'm trying,
you fucking midget!

(GUNSHOT)
(SCREAMS)

(SQUEAKING)
Ugh!

Ugh! You really
didn't need to see that.

Give me the amulet.

Oh!

Bitch! You broke my neck.

(SCREAMS)

(THUNDERCLAP)

Let her go.

Let Jade go first.

Get moving.

And Jade?
See you real soon.

Get out of here.

Why can't l ever get it on
with the real good guys?

You're a lucky girl.

(SOBBING)

Catch me, Chucky.

(MOANS)

(COUGHING)

Ugh !

Aah! (GROANS)

JADE: Oh, God, no!

God, no!

Pull it out.

(WHIMPERING)
(GROANING)

l'll take that.

lt's show time.

(CHUCKY CHANTING)

Give me the power,
l beg of you !

(CHANTING)

This is it.

l love you, Chucky.

l know.

We belong together,
forever.

Kiss me.

Hah!
(SCREAMS)

(GROANING)

Why?

Oh, Chucky, look at us.

Don't you see?

We belong dead.

Goodbye, darling.

l'll see you in hell.

(SIGHS)

(GROWLING)
(YELLS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(YELLING)

(MOANING)

(SCREAMING)

(GASPING)

My mother always told me

love would set me free.

Get off my knife.

(SCREAMING)

(RATS SQUEAKING)

(SCREAMING)

Let me see your hands!

Drop the gun! Drop it!

(CHUCKY SCREAMING)

Let me out! Let me out!
Let me out! Let me out!

(YELLING)
Whoa.

Don't move!

(THUNDERCLAP)

Go ahead and shoot.

l'll be back.
l always come back.

(GROANS) But dying
is such a bitch.

(GROANING)

No one's ever
gonna believe this.
You know that?

What's gonna
happen to us?

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

Preston. Yeah,
l'm here now.

l'm afraid
we've got another corpse
to add to the list.

Jesse and Jade?

Hell, they didn't do it.

Just get forensics
down here.

You're never gonna
fucking believe this.

Right.

You two go on home.
And stay put.

Let's go home.

Ooh.

Jesus.

(BOTH SCREAMING)

Goddamn! Son of a bitch!

Holy. . .

(WAILING)

Bitch! Jesus!

(SCREAMING)

(BAWLING)

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Here's to my mother

From her tribe
l have crawled

Get on my feet l walk
three steps then I faII

Don't try to save me, mama
Don't kiss my wounded knees

I won't go home now, mama
Don't make a fool of me

You see l am
the boogie-woogie king

Yes, yes

Take my hand
Take my other hand

Take my hand

Boogie-woogie king
from the mountaintop

ls what l am

The boogie-woogie king
from the mountaintop

ls what l am

The peopIe watch me
ride this wicked mule

From its stall

lnto the streets where
a thousand eyes stare at aII

What do you see now, mama

This wicked mule and me

Or do you see a child
try to get a gaI to Ieave

See, I am
the boogie-woogie king

Yes, yes

Take my hand
Take my other hand

Take my hand

Boogie-woogie king
from the mountaintop

ls what l am

Yes, the boogie-woogie king
from the mountaintop

Boogie-woogie king
from the mountaintop

ls what l am

TIFFANY: We belong dead.

(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Obsessive acts of hate

Abductions
and mass torture

Create emotions
of vengeance

When the Iiving
become the dead

Home invasion

Private party
of thieves

BIood spiIIed
material thrill

A sign of the times

Self-destruction

A human disease

JeaIousy kiIIed the queen
Sliced her neck
from ear to ear

Money and power
set the king free

A jury of his peers
let him be

JeaIousy kiIIed the queen
Sliced her neck
from ear to ear

Money and power
set the king free

A jury of his peers
let him be

JeaIousy kiIIed the queen
Sliced her neck
from ear to ear

Money and power
set the king free

Self-destruction
Self-destruction

CHUCKY: That's more Iike it.

(LAUGHING)