Curse of Chucky (2013)
Danielle Bisutti: Barb
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Quotes
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Barb : [after Chucky runs up to her with his knife] Oh my God!
[pause]
Barb : Alice!
Chucky : Alice is MINE! Now she knows...
[peels the rest of his disguise off]
Chucky : ...there is no God!
Chucky : [looks at Barb] You have your mother's eyes. And they were always too FUCKING CLOSE TOGETHER!
[violently stabs his knife into Barb's eye]
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Alice : [praying] Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. God bless Jill, Grandma, and especially Auntie Nica. Amen.
Barb : What about Chucky?
Alice : Chucky says there is no God.
Barb : What?
Alice : He said life's a bitch and then you die bleeding like a stuck pig!
Barb : Alice! You know it's not nice to curse!
Alice : I didn't curse mommy, Chucky did.
[looks over at Chucky, then back at Barb]
Alice : Mommy, am I going to die?
Barb : No sweetie, no!
Alice : But Grandma died, and Chucky says we're all going to die.
Barb : Alice, who really told you that? Was it Jill?
Alice : No.
Barb : Was it your daddy?
Alice : No, it was Chucky.
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Nica : Barb, put him down!
[pause]
Nica : Look, I know that this sounds nuts, but that doll- I think that there's something in it!
Barb : [Barb is standing on the upstairs balcony holding the Chucky doll] Wait a second!
[pause]
Barb : You know about this?
[referring to Chucky]
Nica : Well... I think I do...
Barb : You know what's in this?
Nica : [stunned] Do you?
Barb : Why didn't you tell me?
Nica : I'm trying to tell you...
Barb : Wait, wait! When did you find out?
Nica : [frantic] What does it matter?
Barb : It matters to me!
[pause]
Barb : It matters to me that my own sister is out to get me!
Nica : No! No, no, no, you don't understand! This...
Barb : Oh, I understand perfectly. I understand you resent the fact that I actually have a life!
Nica : No, Barb, this isn't about anything that...
Barb : Well, you know what, Nica? It isn't my fault. Okay? What happened to you isn't my fault!
[pause]
Barb : And it isn't my fault that you dropped out of school, and it isn't my fault that you chose to never leave this goddamned house! I mean, what the hell were you waiting for, a sign from God?
Nica : No, Barb! Just put the fucking doll down!
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Nica : Barb?
[pause]
Nica : Barb!
[Barb approaches from the top stairs balcony holding Chucky]
Nica : Barb, where's Alice?
Barb : Playing fucking hide-and-seek.
Nica : [from the bottom of the stairs] Barb, put him down!
Barb : What is wrong with you?
Nica : [hysterical] I know this sounds nuts but that doll- I think there's something in it!
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Barb : [talking about the Chucky doll being sent to the house] It was obviously sent here by mistake; it must belong to someone else. And Alice, you already have too many dolls as it is...
Alice : Yeah, but, Chucky's my friend till the end!
Ian : Well I for one think it's a real nice gesture.
[pause]
Ian : Thank you, Auntie Nica!
[off Barb's look]
Ian : It's a doll. What's the worst that can happen, huh?
Chucky : [In his Good Guy voice] I like to be hugged!
Alice : I love to hug you too, Chucky!
[as she hugs him tightly to her, Chucky's eyes eerily start to grow wide]
Alice : [looks confused] What's that, Chucky?
[has the doll pressed against her ear, as if listening to what he's saying]
Alice : Oh, Chucky wants to know what's for dinner!
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Barb : Mom left the house to both of us.
Nica : So?
Barb : So...
[pause]
Barb : I think we should consider selling.
Nica : [astonished] What are you talking about?
Barb : Nica, this place is fabulous. It's so much closer to us, we'd get to see you way more often. And with your half of what we could get for the house, you'd be set for the rest of your life.
Nica : This isn't about me. This is about money...
Barb : Well, you know we've been struggling. Print media is dead. lan's working at Starbucks! We're going to have to send Alice to public school. And she so had her heart set on St. Bridget's. I don't want to deprive my child...
Nica : You have a live-in nanny!
Barb : Well, actually, that's not really working out.
Nica : Barb, this is my home!
Barb : Nica, I know this is hard! But do you really think you can manage here all by yourself? Mom would have wanted you to be taken care of. That's all she ever wanted...
