Child's Play 2 (1990)

Jenny Agutter: Joanne Simpson

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• Chucky : Surprise! Did you miss me, Andy? I sure missed you. I told you. We were gonna be friends to the end. And now, it's time to play... I've got a new game, sport: It's called Hide the Soul. And guess what? You're it! Ade due Damballa. Give me the power, I beg...

  [notices Kyle sneaking through the window] 

  Chucky : This isn't over you little shit. I'm not gonna spend the rest of my life as a plastic freak. Next time you're alone, you're mine!

  Kyle : [annoyed]  Oh, my God.

  Andy Barclay : [Kyle removes sock from Andy's mouth]  IT'S CHUCKY! LOOK OUT!

  Kyle : Shut up, you'll wake Phil and Joanne.

  Andy Barclay : Kill him, kill him.

  Kyle : Andy, stop it! Will you?

  Phil : What the hell is this now?

  Andy Barclay : It's Chucky! I told you he'd find me. Tried to take over my soul.

  Joanne : Andy, calm down.

  Kyle : You didn't have to wait up.

  Phil : Yeah? You know, Kyle, I don't believe you. You actually tied this... child up so he wouldn't tell on ya? Is that it?

  Kyle : Oh, come on, Phil!

  Andy Barclay : Chucky did it!

  Joanne : That's enough, now.

  Phil : Who's Chucky? Well, I've had it!

  [grabs Chucky and walks out of the room] 

  Andy Barclay : [follows Phil]  But you gotta kill him!

  Joanne : Andy!

• Kyle : [Andy unknowingly walks into Kyle's bedroom]  Jesus! You ever hear of knocking?

  Joanne : Andy, did you find your - what? Are you crazy? Give that to me.

  [confiscates Kyle's cigarette] 

  Kyle : Come on, Joanne.

  Joanne : Phil will shoot you if he catches you again. Andy, this is Kyle. She's staying with us too.

  Kyle : Charmed.

  Joanne : Kyle, what is this? You've been here three weeks. Why haven't you unpacked?

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

  Joanne : Well, with that attitude I can see why. Now, would you do me a favor and unpack this, then help me get dinner started?

  Kyle : Can't. Gotta work tonight.

  Joanne : Kyle, that's the third night in a row. I'd really like it if you spent a little time with the family.

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

  Joanne : Yes, well until then you're with us okay? Come on, Andy. I think you're really going to like it here.

  Andy Barclay : Bye.

• Phil : [throws pieces of broken antique onto table]  ... Do either of you have anything to say about this?

  Kyle : I think we should talk to a lawyer first.

  Joanne : Kyle, that's not funny.

  Kyle : [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]  It wasn't meant to be.

  Joanne : You both know that statue was very important to me!

  Kyle : [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]  Sure; that's why you always left that statue out where ANYTHING might have happened to it. Frankly, Joanne, I think you underestimate the convenience of a wall-safe.

  Phil : [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]  Rule number three, missy: no sarcasm, ever. Period.

  Kyle : [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE, shrugs]  Tell me everything I said isn't the cold hard truth. I'll be glad to eat the parts which aren't.

  Phil : [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE, sternly]  I'm not going to tell you again, Kyle.

  [to Andy] 

  Phil : Start talking, young man. Right now. And let's hope for both your sakes I believe you.

  Andy Barclay : [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]  It was broken when we found it. I offered to put it away, so it wouldn't be an issue. You didn't want me to, remember?

  Phil : Okay, you leave me no choice. Until one of you fesses up, you're both grounded.

  Kyle : I've got a date tonight!

  [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE] 

  Kyle : How am I going to break it without losing face?

  Joanne : [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]  Just tell him you're under house arrest, Kyle.

  Kyle : [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]  No, I said *without losing face*.

  Phil : [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]  You should have dwelled on that before you broke rule number one. My heart bleeds, young lady.

• Phil : For crying out loud, Joanne! The child needs professional help!

  Joanne : Oh, stop pretending like you're worried about Andy. You never wanted him in the first place.

  Phil : That's not true.

  Joanne : So what are you suggesting we do? Send him back?

  Phil : Well, you don't have to make it sound so horrible!

  Joanne : Do you have any idea how traumatic this could be for him?

  Phil : Traumatic? For whom Joanne? For him or for you? If that kid stays here he's gonna tear this family apart!

  Joanne : Family? Is this what you call a family? Families just don't give up on their children.

  Phil : Joanne! He's NOT our child!

• Grace Poole : [watching Andy through a one-way observation window]  Naturally, he was badly traumatized by the murders. But he bounced back pretty fast at that age.

  Joanne : Poor kid.

  Grace Poole : What Andy needs now is a normal family environment. A fresh start and a chance to forget the past. Since you two have been so good with so many children. We were hoping you might foster him until his mother recovers.

  Joanne : There's always room for one more.

  Phil : [grunts of disapproval] 

  Joanne : What's that supposed to mean?

  Phil : Well, he seems "normal" enough, but how's all this affected him?

  Grace Poole : Well, in order to come to terms with something he couldn't possibly understand. He, um, turned it all into a kind of fairytale. He insisted his doll was responsible. He said it was possessed by the soul of Charles Lee Ray.

  Phil : Who?

  Grace Poole : The Lakeshore Strangler. He murdered a dozen people in this series of ritual voodoo killings.

  Phil : Are we even qualified to take care of a boy like this?

  Grace Poole : Well 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.

• Phil : Make yourself comfortable Andy.

  Andy Barclay : Thanks.

  Phil : I've got to go back to the office, later this afternoon.

  Joanne : I thought you finished everything there.

  Phil : Yeah, but I...

  [Andy continues to look around before he kneels down and touches an antique statue] 

  Phil : Uh, uh, uh. First rule, don't touch the old stuff.

  Andy Barclay : Sorry.

  Phil : Well, that's okay. No foul. It's just that we collect this stuff. And a lot of it's kind of fragile.

  Joanne : You like it?

  Andy Barclay : Mmm-hmm.

  Joanne : It's been in my family for three generations. You see, my grandmother gave it to my mother, and my mother gave it to me.

  Andy Barclay : And who're you gonna give it to?

  Joanne : [hesitates before handing Andy his suitcase]  Why don't you take this upstairs and explore? I'll be up there in a minute.

  Andy Barclay : Okay.

  Joanne : [after Andy leaves]  You like him?

  Phil : Oh, I'll get used to him.

• Phil : Andy, what's this all about?

  Andy Barclay : Chucky followed me to school. He tried to get me again, so I ran home.

  Phil : [turns to Joanne]  Do you have any idea what he's talking about?

  Joanne : His teacher called. Said she was keeping him after school for detention. She said he wrote an obscenity on his paper.

  Andy Barclay : Chucky did it.

  Phil : All right, Andy, come on. Now, this is going to stop. I will not allow this foolishness in my house. Do you understand? Open the door.

  Joanne : Aw, Phil.

  Phil : [turns to her]  Joanne, please.

  [turns back to Andy] 

  Phil : Open the door. Open it!

  [Andy looks back up at him] 

  Phil : Open it!

  [he began to opens the door] 

  Phil : Now, I want you to look down there and tell me what you see.

  Andy Barclay : It's Chucky. But, he's...

  Phil : His name is Tommy. And he's been there since last night, hasn't he?

  [Andy doesn't answer] 

  Phil : Hasn't he?

  [moves Andy aside and closes door] 

• Joanne : This is your room, right here.

  [opens door] 

  Joanne : I made those curtains just for you. I bet blue is your favorite color. Take a look around. I'll start to unpack.

  Andy Barclay : [takes a model toy train out of a toy chest]  Wow!

  Joanne : [laughs]  I thought you might like those. Um, there's more in the closet. Before dinner, we'll go explore the backyard. And later, I'll read you some stories. Would you like that? There's lots of kids your age in the neighborhood Andy. I'm sure you're gonna make all sorts of new friends.

  Andy Barclay : [pulls down a skateboard off the top shelf of his closet and out falls Tommy]  Aah!

  [runs out of room into Phil] 

  Phil : Hey, hey, hey. Andy, rule number two, no running in the house. It's only a doll. Andy are you listening to me?

  Joanne : Oh Andy I'm so sorry I didn't realize that was in there. We've got so many children in here, it's hard to keep track of things. Don't worry I'll get rid of it.

  Tommy : Hi, I'm Tommy. And I'm your friend to the end. Hidey ho. Ha ha ha.

  Joanne : Why don't you get settled in. And then we'll have some dinner.

• Phil : Here it is.

  Joanne : What do you think?

  Andy Barclay : We've never lived in a house before. Just apartments.

  Phil : Well, you know what they say, a house just isn't a home without children.

• Kyle : Come on, Andy. We're late.

  Joanne : Andy! Don't forget your lunch, egg salad.

  Kyle : Ooh, yum. Now, whatever you do, don't act nervous, okay? They'll smell a new kid a mile off. Just act where you belong. What are you looking for?

  Andy Barclay : Nothing.

  Kyle : Is it CHUCKY coming to get you? Andy, how did you manage to tie yourself up like that last night?

  Andy Barclay : I already told you.

  Kyle : Get real.

  Andy Barclay : You're just like everyone else. You don't believe me either.

  Kyle : Hey, Adam.

  Adam : Kyle, why'd you leave so early last night? You missed all the fun.

  Kyle : Story of my life.