Child's Play 2

I have a meeting in a few minutes...

with some very jittery stockholders, Mattson.

I hope you have good news for me.

Yes, sir. I do, sir.

Every supermarket tabloid in the country is running headlines about Andy Barclay...

and his killer Good Guy doll.

What about his mother and the police?

The police were smart. They denied everything. They can't hurt us.

The mother backed up her boy's story in court,

so she's under psychiatric observation.

Where's the boy now?

Midtown Children's Crisis Center. Foster custody's pending.

My stomach hurts, Mattson.

Is this what you call good news?

No. I'm getting to that.

Our biggest problem has been the rumors.

Good morning, Mr. Sullivan.

People are saying that some joker at the company...

must have tampered with the doll's voice cassette.

''Hi. I'm Chucky.

''I'm the Lakeshore Strangler.

I'm going to kill you.''

Something like--

Well, something like that.

But the good news, Mr. Sullivan,

is that now we've got the doll.

We've rebuilt it from head to toe.

A lot of it was burned to a crisp,

but everything checks out-- voice cassette, servomechanisms--

We've found absolutely nothing. This is a quality control report.

I'm sure it will make the stockholders very happy.

I want to see the doll.

Absolutely.

Absolutely.

Mr. Sullivan's here. We ready?

Give us a minute. We're not used to making them manually.

- What's wrong? - I don't know. It's stuck.

Just--

They'll have this, uh, worked out.

- Oh! Oh! - My God!

Oh, Jesus!

Oh!

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!

Aah!

Andy, you still dreaming about Chucky?

Sometimes.

- You want to talk about it? - No.

Oh, come on, Andy.

Remember what I told you?

Talking helps make...

the nightmares go away.

Well, Chucky was trying to take over my soul.

Why?

This bad man got inside my Good Guy doll...

so he wouldn't have to go to hell.

But then he wanted to get inside me.

Why, Andy?

'Cause if he stayed inside the doll too long,

he'd be trapped in there.

He needed me 'cause I was the first person he told his secret to.

What secret?

That his real name was Charles Lee Ray.

Boy, that's a scary dream.

It was.

You know, dreams can't hurt you.

Dreams aren't real.

- Right? - Right.

- In here. - In there.

Let's hurry up.

I don't care what it takes.

Put a lid on this.

That's not a problem.

Listen to me.

You smuggle this error out of here in 24 hours.

- Yes, sir. - 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.

What do you want me to do with the doll?

Stick it up your ass.

Naturally, he was badly traumatized by the murders,

but they bounce back pretty fast at that age.

- Poor kid. - What Andy needs now...

is a normal family environment, a fresh start...

and a chance to forget the past.

Since you've done so well with so many kids,

we were hoping you'd foster him until his mother recovers.

- There's always room for one more. - Mmm.

What does that mean?

Uh, well...

he seems... normal enough, but how has all this affected him?

In order to come to terms...

with something he couldn't possibly understand,

he turned it all into a kind of fairy tale.

He insisted his doll was responsible.

He said it was possessed...

by the soul of Charles Lee Ray.

- Who? - The Lakeshore Strangler.

He murdered a dozen people...

in this series of ritual voodoo killings.

Are we even qualified...

to take care of a boy like this?

I understand your concern, Mr. Simpson,

but this is just a child's way...

of coping with a difficult situation.

Andy's fine now.

He just wants to get on with his life.

So, Andy, what do you like to eat?

All kinds of things.

What's your favorite food in the whole wide world?

Chocolate.

Besides chocolate.

My mom used to fix me eggs for breakfast. I like eggs.

You got it. Let's stop at the store.

- The one down here? - Yeah, the organic one.

You're in luck, Andy. Joanne's a terrific cook.

You like sushi? You know what--

- Phil, look out! - Jesus Christ!

Look out for the car.

Hey, wait up.

Make yourself comfortable, Andy.

Thanks.

Well, I have to get back to the office this afternoon.

I thought that you'd done everything.

Oh, I have--

Uh-uh-uh.

First rule. Don't touch the old stuff.

- Sorry. - Well, that's okay. No foul.

It's just that, well, we collect this junk, and a lot of it's fragile.

- You like it? - Uh-huh.

It's been in my family for three generations.

My grandmother gave it to my mother and my mother gave it to me.

And who are you gonna give it to?

Why don't you take this upstairs and explore. I'll be up there in a minute.

Okay.

What do you think?

Oh, I'll get used to him.

Jesus. Did you ever hear of knocking?

Andy, did you find--

What, are you crazy?

Give them to me.

Come on, Joanne.

Phil will shoot you if he catches you again.

Andy, this is Kyle. She's staying with us too.

- Charmed. - Kyle, what is this?

You've been here three weeks. Why haven't you unpacked?

What for? I've never spent more than a month in any home.

With that attitude, I can see why.

Put these things away, then do me a favor and help me get dinner started.

Can't. Got to work tonight.

Kyle, that's the third night in a row.

I'd really like it if you'd spend a little time with the family.

I need the money. I'm gonna be on my own next year.

Yes, well, until then, you're with us, ok?

- Come along, Andy. - Bye.

I think you'll be very happy here.

This is your room right here.

I made those curtains just for you.

I bet blue is your favorite color.

Take a look around. I'll start to unpack.

Wow.

I thought you might like those.

Um, there's more in the closet.

Before dinner, we'll go explore the back yard.

Later I'll read you some stories.

Would you like that?

There's lots of kids in the neighborhood, Andy.

I'm sure you're going to make new friends.

Aah!

Hey, hey, hey. Andy, rule number two, no running in the house.

It's only a doll. Andy, are you listening to me?

It's only a doll. Andy, are you listening to me?

Oh, Andy, I'm sorry. I didn't realize that was in there.

So many kids here, it's hard to keep track of everything. I'll get rid of it.

Hi, I'm Tommy. I'm your friend till the end.

Why don't we get settled in, and then we'll have some dinner.

Aw, shit.

Ohh--

Hello, Gabriella. Guess who?

That's right.

The vodka? Of course I remembered the vodka.

Two-week anniversary. You think I'd forget the vodka?

I know what that does to you. Okay, well, wait for me.

On my way. Yeah.

Shit.

I want to play Red Light.

No, I don't want to play Red Light. I want you to go back to bed.

But I'm scared.

There's nothing to be scared of. It's just a storm.

Grace Poole.

Yes, I'm trying to reach Andy Barclay.

Andy no longer lives here. Who is this?

This is his Uncle Charles.

Sorry, uh, cash only.

But that's a gold card. That's just as good as cash.

Not here, it ain't. We don't accept credit cards.

I don't carry cash, okay?

Aw.

Oh--

- Don't move! - Jesus!