Bride of Chucky (1998)

Brad Dourif: Chucky

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Quotes 

• Chucky : Go ahead and shoot! I'll be back! I ALWAYS come back!

  [Jade cocks the gun] 

  Chucky : Yeah... but dying is such a bitch!

• Jesse : How'd you end up like this?

  Tiffany : It's a long story.

  Chucky : Let me put it this way. If this were a movie, it would take three or four sequels to do it justice.

• Tiffany : My mother always said love was supposed 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.

  Chucky : [stuck in playpen]  You let me outta here right now!

  Tiffany : Sweet dreams, asshole.

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

• Chucky : What would Martha Stewart say?

  Tiffany : Fuck Martha Stewart! Martha Stewart can kiss my shiny plastic butt! Here I am, slaving a way over a hot stove, making cookies... making Swedish meatballs, and for what? A man who doesn't appreciate me! For a man that 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! -to Jade- Take it from me honey, plastic is no substitute for a nice hunk of wood!

  Chucky : I 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?

• Tiffany : Have you got a rubber?

  Chucky : Have I got a rubber? Tiff, look at me. I'm ALL rubber.

  Tiffany : That's right... wait, I thought you were plastic?

  Chucky : Tiff... kiss me

  Tiffany : Ok.

• Tiffany : You know, Chucky, I still have the ring.

  Chucky : What ring?

  Tiffany : The ring. The one you left for me. I found it on the mantle the night you were killed. I've never taken it off.

  Chucky : Oh, that. The one I got from Vivian VanPelt.

  Tiffany : Vivian who?

  Chucky : Vivian VanPelt. I dumped her in the river, remember? That ring is worth five or six grand easy.

  Tiffany : You mean... you weren't gonna ask me to marry you?

  Chucky : What, are you fuckin' nuts?

  [laughs hysterically] 

• Chucky : Tiffany! Where the fuck are you?

  Jesse : You got company?

  Tiffany : Nope, just babysitting. Foul-mouthed little fucker.

  [laughs] 

• [Jade accidentally knocks the head off of Charles Lee Ray's corpse] 

  Chucky : Bitch! You broke my neck!

• Chucky : Hi. I'm Chucky, wanna play?

  Damien : Where the hell did you get this thing?

  Tiffany : Got it from the cops. It's the actual doll from those murders. I... stitched him together.

  Damien : You've got to be kidding me.

  Tiffany : No I'm not kidding you, I...

  Damien : Oh come on, Tiffany. I knew you were obsessed, but...

  Tiffany : I'm not obsessed.

  Damien : Chucky? He's so... 80s.

  Tiffany : No he's not.

  Damien : He isn't even scary.

  Tiffany : Yes he is.

  Damien : Look at him. What are you lookin at punk? You lookin at me?

  Tiffany : Alright, so, I was wrong. I thought he'd make an... interesting toy... Damien?

  Damien : Yeah?

  Tiffany : Wanna play?

  Damien : ...Okay

• Bride doll : I promise to honor, love, and cherish, till death us do part.

  Chucky : You got that right!

• Chucky : [looking at his knife]  Huh! A true classic never goes out of style!

  Tiffany : [to Chucky]  That was good!

• Chucky : Face it, Tiff. You need me, otherwise you're stuck like this for good.

  Tiffany : [Reading the book on "Voodoo For Dummies"]  I don't need you, I'll look it up myself.

  Chucky : Oh, go ahead. Chapter six. Page two-seventeen.

  Tiffany : 'The heart of Dambala'... what's that?

  Chucky : An amulet! We need it to transfer our souls into human bodies.

  Tiffany : OK. And where the hell is it?

  Chucky : [Holding up newspaper clipping of his death]  I was wearing it around my neck the night those bastards gunned me down. It was buried with my corpse, in Hackensack, New Jersey.

  Tiffany : All right. Let's go.

  Chucky : Oh, sure. I'll steer and you can work the peddles. We're DOLLS ya dope!

  Tiffany : [Begins to cry]  Oh my god, what are we gonna do!

  Chucky : Aye aye aye.

  [Tiffany continues to cry] 

  Chucky : Shut up!

  Tiffany : [Stops crying]  You shut up.

• Spelling Computer : Spell "woman".

  Spelling Computer : B-I-T-C-H. That is incorrect. The correct spelling of woman in "W-O-M...

  Chucky : [throws spelling computer against the wall]  Shows how much you know.

• [Warren is trying to get into Jesse's van, and goes off for a crowbar] 

  Tiffany : Who the hell's this bozo? What's he doing?

  Chucky : Screwing with our ride, that's what.

  [pulls out knife] 

  Chucky : Ahh, what the hell, I need the exercise.

  Tiffany : Were you born with that knife superglued to your hand or what?

  Chucky : What are you talking about?

  Tiffany : 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.

  Chucky : Who the fuck is Martha Stewart?

  Tiffany : My idol. And what does Martha tell you to do when friends drop by for dinner and you haven't had time to shop? You improvise.

• Tiffany : God, was Chucky an incredible lover! He was the best I ever had.

  Damien : Oh, come on, Tiff. He ain't big enough to handle a woman like you?

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

• Tiffany : I was thinking about what you said about wanting to get married...

  Chucky : Yeah?

  Tiffany : I think it would be time for you to settle down!

  Chucky : Babe, you made the best choice ever! You won't regret this, I promise. I'm going to treat you like a princess.

  Tiffany : [rips off wrapping paper and places Bride doll into Chucky's cage] 

  Chucky : What's that?

  Tiffany : Your bride!

  Bride doll : With this ring I thee wed...

  Tiffany : Oh, Chucky! She's beautiful!

  Tiffany : [throws rice at Chucky and laughs] 

  Chucky : You are so dead!

• Tiffany : [Chucky has just transfered Tiffany's soul into a doll]  You son of a bitch! What have you done to me?

  [Punches Chucky] 

  Chucky : 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!

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

  Chucky : Hey, Raggedy Anne, you looked in the mirror lately? Now's not the time to get picky.

• Tiffany : [after Chucky stabs her]  My mother always told me love would set me free.

  Chucky : [pushes her back]  Get off my knife.

• Chucky : I'd imagine at this point you two must have a lot of questions! You do know who I am?

  Jesse : Chucky...

  Chucky : And this...

  [points to Tiffany] 

  Chucky : is Tiffany!

  Tiffany : [to Jesse]  I believe we already met, haven't we, sweet-face?

  Jesse : [Jesse stares at Tiffany]  S-s-so, how-how did you end up like this?

  Chucky : Well, it's a long story.

  Tiffany : It sure is.

  Chucky : In fact if it were a movie, it would take three or four sequels just to do it justice!

• Chucky : [Warren is hit in the face with a bunch of nails, making him look like Pinhead from Hellraiser (1987)]  Why does that look so familiar?

• Tiffany : What are we gonna do?

  Chucky : [Sarcastically]  I don't know, what would Martha Stewart do?

• Chucky : [Jade is in the grave, trying to open the coffin]  Hurry up!

  Jade : I'm trying, you fucking midget!

• Tiffany : Oh, my God. I'm crying. I wonder if all the plumbing works.

  Chucky : Well, I don't know about you but I'm starting to feel a bit like Pinocchio here. And I am anatomically correct.

• Jade : What are you gonna do to us?

  Chucky : Funny you should ask.

  Tiffany : These bodies are okay. But they're like apartments were just renting. But now we're movin' on up.

  Chucky : Like George and Weezy.

  Tiffany : And we're lookin' to buy.

  Chucky : And you know what they say about real estate - Location, location, location. Well, you guys are in the right place at the wrong time.

  Chucky , Tiffany : [both giggle] 

• Diane : [picks up Tiffany]  Oh Russ, have you ever seen anything so cute in your life! What an excellent idea for a wedding gift!

  [picks up Chucky, disgusted] 

  Diane : Oh, well this one has a face only a mother could love.

  Chucky : Hi, I'm Chucky, and I wouldn't talk if I were you! Hidy-ho. Hahaha.

• Chucky : Figures you'd hitch us a ride with a fugitive.

• [Tiffany throws a bottle of champagne into the mirrored bed canopy, sending down shards of glass killing Russ and Diane] 

  Chucky : I love you.

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