Brad Dourif: Chucky

Seed of Chucky

Chucky

Tiffany: I'm not getting pregnant again, I'll tell you that much. My mother always said, "Once is a blessing, twice is a curse."
Chucky: Well, that would explain your sister.

Chucky: Christ! Enough about your mother! I killed that bitch 20 years ago and she still won't shut up!

Chucky: [breaks down a door Shining style and pokes his head in] You know, I can't think of a thing to say. Fuck it!
[continues to break the door down]

Glen: But, isn't violence bad?
Chucky: No, son. "Violins." Violins are bad. That screeching music is gonna ruin the goddamn country.

Chucky: Everybody, JUST SHUT UP! I have had it! That's it! There's a limit to how much I can take!
Tiffany: What are you talking about?
Chucky: Look around you, Tiff! This is nuts! And I have a very high tolerence for nuts. If this is what it takes to be human, I'd rather take my chances as a supernaturally possessed doll; it's less complicated.
Chucky: You can't be serious.
Chucky: As a heart attack! Think about it, what's so great about being human anyway? You get sick, you get old, you can't get it up anymore. I'm not looking forward to that!
Tiffany: Hun, I want to be Jennifer Tilly. I want to be a star.
Chucky: And I don't wanna be your chauffeur! As a doll, I'm fucking infamous! I'm one of the most notorious slashers in history! And I don't wanna give that up. I am Chucky, the killer doll! And I dig it!
Tiffany: [Tiffany and Glen look shocked]
Chucky: I have everything I want! A beautiful wife! A... multi-talented kid. This is who I am, Tiff! This is me!
Tiffany: Chucky... I don't know what the fuck you're talking about? I don't know who you are anymore? But... it's not enough for me. I want more.
Chucky: What are you saying?
Tiffany: It's over.
Chucky: [Chucky looks horrified; Tiffany turns to Glen]
Tiffany: We gotta get out of here, sweetface.
Tiffany: [Tiffany looks back at Chucky]
Tiffany: I'm leaving you, Chucky, and I'm taking the kid.
Chucky: [Chucky looks extremely pissed off]
Chucky: NOBODY leaves ME... NOBODY!

Interviewer: [wrapping up a news segment on the new film "Chucky Goes Psycho"] Thanks for the interview, Chucky.
Chucky: Fuck you very much.

Chucky: He looks like the kid fell off the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down.

Tiffany: I figured it out, I'll possess Jennifer Tilly and you'll possess Redman
Chucky: [drinking liquor] I'm down with that.

Chucky: Tiff?
[taps her on back]
Chucky: [GLENDA turns around revealing that he/she is wearing makeup, GLENDA laughs manically]
Chucky: Gah! Glen...?
Glen: [singsong voice] Guess again, daddy...
Chucky: Glenda?
Glen: That's my name, don't you wear it out.
[examines nails]
Glen: Oh... shit.
Tiffany: [drops glass on floor, shattering it] What did I miss?
Glen: Oh, nothing much... I just *fired* Joan.
[laughs maniacally]
Chucky: Looks like you won after all, Tiff. Congratulations.
Glen: Oh, you *both* win. I'm a real... ladykiller, if you catch my drift. I'm a bonafide bonus baby!
[laughs maniacally]
Tiffany: Jesus Christ, Chucky. What did you do to him?
Chucky: What did I do? Atleast I spend time with the kid.
Tiffany: [talking to Glenda] Glen? Wake up.
Glen: Stop it, mommy. You'll wrinkle my dress. Oh, and how do you like it? I made it meself. Like mother, like daughter right?
[laughs maniacally]
Glen: Like mother, like daughter! Get it? Mother and daughter, mother and daughter!
[laughs]
Tiffany: I said wake up! Right now!
[slaps Glenda]
Glen: [wakes up] Mom? Dad?
[turns to mirror, gasps]
Glen: What am I?
[cries]

Chucky: Wait a minute! I'm not gonna let you poison our son's mind with your touchy-feely 12 steps bullshit. If you two don't wanna kill anymore, that's your loss. But don't look down your noses at me. I'm not ashamed to be a killer; I'm proud of it! It's not an addiction; it is a choice! And it's not something that you should have to hide in the closet!
[opens the closet door and finds Redman's eviscerated body inside]
Chucky: Well, well, well... looks like Miss. High And Mighty ain't so perfect afterall!
[sobbing]
Tiffany: It was a slip! Rome wasn't built in one day, you know?
[stops sobbing]
Tiffany: Besides, the fucker had it coming.

Tiffany: I want a girl!
Chucky: I want a boy!
Glen: You're tearing me apart! What about what I want?
Chucky: ...what?
Tiffany: What?
Glen: Doesn't what I want mean anything at all?
Tiffany: Oh.
Chucky: OK. Interesting. Tell us.
Tiffany: What do you want, sweetface?
Glen: I think... I want to be a boy.
Chucky: YESSS! IN YOUR FACE, LADY!
Glen: But... being a girl would be nice, too.
Tiffany: Hmph.
Chucky: Whoa... which is it?
Glen: I'm not sure. Sometimes I feel like a boy. Sometimes I feel like a girl. Gasp! Can I be both?
Tiffany: Well, some people...
Chucky: EH-EH! NO WAY!