All language subtitles for Chucky S02E02

Previously on
fuckin' "Chucky"...

I've spent some time with you,

I've spent some
time with Chucky,

and I gotta say I
like you better.

I thought you quit.

You seem weird.

Holy homemade bomb, batgirl.

Why are you doing this?

There were 72 of
me on that truck.

This is for Kyle.

Exactly how many
of you are left?

Enough to make this
worth the sacrifice.

Gary!

These kids are responsible
for Gary's death.

It was a tragic accident.

I've done some work
with troubled youth

at the School of
the Incarnate Lord.

He blew himself up.

He's never done anything
like that before.

No matter what, he's
gonna come for us again.

Guys, why does this
place look so familiar?

Charles Lee Ray lived
here when he was our age.

Welcome to Incarnate Lord.

Do you know why you're here?

'Cause God hates us?

He wants you to seek forgiveness

and to find your
way back to him.

No.

No, no.

Good morning, sweet face!

Rise and shine!

What was that screaming?

Oh, I'm sorry, Nica.

I didn't mean to disturb you.

I was just... it was...

I... I had a bad dream.

Well, that was probably
your fucking conscience.

Breakfast!

I don't want to argue, Nica,

not when I'm so happy.

Are you happy?

Are you as happy as you make me?

Take a wild guess.

Somebody woke up on the wrong
side of bed this morning.

Come on now. What's the matter?

You chopped off my arms
and legs, you lunatic.

We've been through this before.

I cut off Chucky's
arms and legs,

so he can never come
between us ever again.

You kept me prisoner in
this house for a year.

We never have to leave
here. Look around.

Everybody says Jennifer
Tilly has impeccable taste.

You're not Jennifer Tilly.

Another reason why
you can never leave.

Now, if you'll excuse me, Nica,

I need to speak with him.

Hiya, doll.

Hello, Chucky.

What the fuck is this?

Oh, oh, I'm coming
for you, Tiff.

You only think I'm
stuck in that chair.

You're gonna pay

for what you did to me, doll.

You and those kids,

you're all dead.

♪ I'm gonna see you all
rotting in the ground ♪

"As Jesus came down
from the mountain

"to meet with his disciples,

"a man beseeched
him, 'Teacher..."

"'By an unclean spirit.'"

"'And does of
unspeakable things.'"

"'But I beg you, can you show
my poor boy compassion?'"

"'Is it possible
still to redeem him?'

"Jesus replied, 'Oh,
faithless generation,

"'how often must I tell you?

"'Anything is possible
if you choose the Lord.'"

"Then, Jesus rebuked
the unclean spirit.

"I command you,
release this child.

Be gone, and never return!'"

"Then, Jesus took the boy
by the hand, raised him up,

and he was saved."

This is the Gospel of the Lord.

Praise be to you,
Lord Jesus Christ.

So what does it mean?

It's a metaphor,

and I just...

I love metaphors.

Sin is a choice.

It's not complicated.

It's primitive.

It's that... it's that
devil on our shoulder

tempting us with sex,
drugs, and whatever.

God is a choice too.

Confession is a choice.

And on God's team,
every confession

is a victory, because
every confession

is someone who has made a choice

to take one step closer to God.

And God sure does love a winner.

I despise sports metaphors.

- Peace be with you.
And also with you.

Let us offer each other
the sign of peace.

Peace be with you.

Hi, I'm Nadine.

Hi.

So what you in for?

He who eats my flesh and
drinks my blood abides in me,

and I in him.

Now what do we do? Do we go up?

You Catholic?

No, I don't think so.

Oh, then just hang here with me.

You're a heathen too?

Oh no, I'm Catholic, but
I sinned this morning.

I can't take Communion again
until I make my confession

to Father O'Malley.

What did you do?

- The body of Christ.
- Amen.

There. That's him.

That's Trevor.

- That altar boy?
- Trust me.

He's evil,

and he's brilliant.

He could teach Chucky
a thing or two.

The body of Christ.

Amen.

The body of Christ.

FATHER BRYCE

Phones.

Children.

Size four.

- Zero.
- Not here, you're not.

I have to wear this every day?

Welcome to my world.

And you'll have
to brush that hair

and take all the
makeup off your face.

You look like Madonna,

and not the good one.

Waist?

27.

Young man, you're underweight.

Thank you.

- Good morning, Father.
- Good morning.

That was a wonderful homily.

Thank you.

Hi.

I'm Father Bryce, headmaster
at Incarnate Lord.

You must be Ms. Cross,
Mr. Evans, and Mr. Wheeler.

Do you know why you're here?

Because God wants us
to seek forgiveness

and to find our way back to him.

Very good, Sister Elizabeth.

Actually, I told them that.

I met with them when they
arrived this morning.

Oh Father, I started
cataloguing everything

in the Christmas toy drive.

I thought you were doing that.

It's still weeks away.

Well, that's wonderful,
Sister Elizabeth.

No time like the present.

Sister Ruth, who don't you go
help Edward in the kitchen?

Sister Catherine and I will
show these kids to their rooms.

Follow me.

By the way, Sister,

we received a new
donation this morning

for your toy drive.

Oh, how wonderful.

- Who from?
- Doesn't say.

What?

Don't you see it?

Don't you see him?

Our Lord's image, plain as day,

right here in this doll's face.

Didn't you see his image in
a taco at lunch last week?

That was different.

Speaking of tacos,

hadn't you be getting
down to the kitchen?

The girls' dormitory is
here on the second floor.

Boys are up on three.

Officially, you are not
allowed to fraternize,

but I think I finally
convinced Father Bryce

that simply isn't
realistic these days.

Just make sure you leave your
door open if your male friends

are in your room.

Don't worry, we're all
perfectly safe here

when it comes to Jake and Devon.

Hi, roomie.

That bed's yours.

I'd actually prefer the
bed closer to the door.

You don't mind, do you?

I... I need to be close
to the bathroom on account

of my bladder condition.

Oh, don't worry,
she's doing great.

She hasn't wet the bed in weeks.

I'll let you get settled in.

Come on, fellas.

Let's pick up the pace.

Boys are up here.

The girls are on two.

No fraternizing in
the girls' rooms.

- No exceptions.
- No problem.

Young people today are bombarded

with empty messages of love.

Hey, Devon, I think
we should keep us

- on the down low around here.
- Fuck that.

Look, Catholics aren't
exactly down with the gays.

Avoid temptations
of the opposite sex

until you're mature
enough to handle

the consequences, you know?

Look, if we screw up, they're
gonna send us to juvie.

Gentlemen.

You're so pretty.

Not for long.

I've never been friends
with someone so glam before.

And now you never will be.

Oh, please.

You don't need all that makeup.

You're just naturally glam.

No.

I mean, we're not
going to be friends.

I don't need any more friends.

They just move away,

get busy,

fall in love,

and they couldn't
possibly understand what

I'm going through, anyway.

Besides, I don't plan
on being here very long.

No one ever does.

How long have you been here?

Since seventh grade.

My parents couldn't control me.

Really?

Nadine, why are you here?

Why are you here, Lexy?

I'll tell you my secrets
if you tell me yours.

Trust me, you
don't want to know.

So we're roommates.

I'm sure you boys
are anxious to get

on the straight and narrow,

get your lives back on track,
back on the right track,

back on the fast track to God.

I just love sports metaphors.

Me too.

Get those clothes
off and get dressed.

Class starts in ten minutes.

And gentlemen,

don't be late.

Hey. It's okay, Jake.

It's all my fault.

Everything's gonna be okay.

It's all my fault.

No, it's not.

Shit.

You know Trevor?

Knockoff Draco Malfoy?

Unfortunately.

Okay.

I just need to
come out swinging.

Show him who's boss.

Hi. I'm Lexy.

I'm an old friend of Trevor's.

Hey, did you know he was
born with only one testicle?

Or so he told me
in fourth grade.

And you promised
you'd never tell.

Oops.

Look, Alexandra.

Lexy.

Lexy.

I made your life a living
hell back in the day,

and for that I'm truly sorry.

I hope you can forgive me.

For what it's worth,
I'm not the same person

as I was back then.

So who are you?

Someone who's not ashamed
of having only one testicle,

I guess.

Banish anxiety from your heart

and cast off the
troubles of your body.

For youth and vigor
are meaningless.

Ecclesiastes 11:10.

I can only imagine what
you've gone through

this past year.

Everyone's talking about it.

All those murders.

Dating a deranged killer

and that poor soul taken
in your own home...

but I think the Lord
brought you here

so I can finally make
things right with you.

And I thank God for
the opportunity.

It'd be a sin to waste it.

Peace be with you.

You can see how
Hieronymus Bosch,

in his typical surrealist mode,
depicts the seven deadly sins,

starting with wrath at bottom,
and then moving clockwise,

we get envy,

greed,

gluttony,

sloth,

lust,

and finally, pride.

Can anyone tell me
what the outer four

circles represent,

the so-called
"last four things"?

Jake.

They represent the
four wages of sin:

death, judgement,
heaven, and hell.

That's very good, Jake.

You're familiar with
the surrealists.

A little.

I'm more familiar
with the wages of sin.

But why should we, as Catholics,

need to worry about
this if we can just

go to confession
and be forgiven?

I'm gonna let you guys
in on a little secret.

You know, despite what Father
Bryce said in his homily

this morning, in my experience,
sin isn't really simple.

It's actually super complicated.

Good people do bad things

for all kinds of
screwed-up reasons.

It's important for all of
us to examine those reasons

and not treat confession
like a hot shower.

Redemption can't really happen

without a long, hard
look in the mirror.

Any more questions?

Are there any sins that
are just... unforgivable?

Well, I sure hope not,

because then I'm
really in trouble.

Okay, page 43.

Hi. I'm Chucky.

- Wanna play?
- Not particularly.

Boo!

Oh, stop.

Really? Just looking at me

is scary enough to give
you a heart attack?

Oh, God.

Oh, my God, thank you!

You made my day.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

That's vampires, right?

Hi. I'm Chucky.

Wanna pray?

Shit.

There.

I knew it.

Look at him. He's taunting us.

He isn't doing anything.

That's what I mean.
It's diabolical.

Could I have your
attention, please?

Sister Elizabeth has
been called home.

God rest her soul.

God rest her soul.

Apparently, it was
a heart attack.

Now, I know you'll all
keep her in your prayers,

but the best way to honor
her is by honoring God.

So let's get back to
class, and let's get busy.

Idle hands are the
Devil's playground.

I will be taking
the sister's classes

for the rest of the day,
starting with study hall.

Thank you.

Okay.

Okay. Children, to class.

I can talk to you guys now.

What do we do?

We can't tell anyone.

They'll lock us in
a mental hospital

and throw away the key.

I say we make a run for it.

I mean, this isn't a gulag.

There are no armed guards.

We're not gonna get
shot or anything.

Right?

We have nowhere else to go.

So let's just stand our ground,

give Chucky what's
coming to him.

This is all my fault. If
I never bought the fucker

at the yard sale
in the first place,

none of this would
have happened.

My dad, your dad, your mom,

Gary.

Jake, stop blaming
yourself, okay?

Chucky did it. He's
the asshole here.

I can't let anyone else
die, especially you guys.

I have to get in there.

You people lost?

No, Father.

Look, I know your history.

Dr. Mixter filled me in.

It's just a doll.

I'll see you three
in study hall.

Now.

That guy reminds me of my dad.

- Yes.
- Yes!

No!

"If I get sole
custody of the kids,

that's another 10 grand
in child support."

- You just won $11 million!
- Hey!

- Hey!
- Hey!

- I'm the victim here.
- "I'm the victim here!

"You said it yourself.

Now, I'm gonna hit
him where it hurts!"

"Hit him where it hurts."

You do realize that
that's not you.

Of course.

Jennifer Tilly did this role
long before I took over.

This is just sad.

What?

This... sitting here,

watching old Jennifer
Tilly movies over and over.

When was the last
time you booked a job?

Nica, I told you,

we have everything we need
right here in this house.

Yeah, but at the
rate you're going,

you're gonna lose this house.

I know you went through

all of Jennifer Tilly's
"Simpsons" money.

How does someone go
through $100 million?

It's not easy being me.

It's not cheap being me either.

Bullshit! Bullshit!

You know, when you
first brought me here,

I thought-I thought
I was gonna be

living with a real
movie star. Mm.

Some glamorous and exciting.

Instead, I got this.

I got you... a
washed up imposter,

obsessed with her own fake past.

You need to get out of this
house and get a job, Tiffany.

So you can escape?

Nice try, Nica.

How the fuck am I gonna escape?!

Oh, that reminds me,

my darling Glen and Glenda
are coming by this weekend

for their birthday celebration,
so you know the drill.

It's either the ball
gag or the chloroform.

Your choice.

Oh shit, we're all
out of chloroform.

How did that happen?

Oh my god. That's not the gate.

It's the front door.

Help! Help me!

Help me!

Please help!

Shh. Shh. You're
gonna ruin everything.

What is wrong with you? Shh.

H... Hello?

Oh, my God.

Ms. Tilly,

I am sorry to bother
you, but I am a huge fan.

H-how did you get past the gate?

I climbed over the wall.

Well, this is private property.

I'm calling the cops.

Oh, Detective Sam Gavin.

Beverly Hills Police,
but I'm also a fan.

Okay. Well, in that case,

Officer, maybe you would like
to take a selfie with me?

Detective, and, you
know, I would love that.

But I'm actually here
because of a missing person.

Ms. Tilly, have
you ever heard...

No.

Ms. Tilly, have
you ever heard...

No. No. No. No.

Ms. Tilly, have you ever
heard of Nica Pierce?

Nica Pierce.

Yes, I believe I met her

when I visited that
mental hospital back east.

You know, that's
one of the causes

I'm most passionate about...

women with mental health issues.

- Then you're aware that...
- No.

Well, shortly
after your visit...

She killed several people.

And then she escaped.

I can't believe they'd
be stupid enough

to let her escape.

Well... oh, you're still here.

I mean...

- Yeah...
- Okay, bye.

Yes, Mr. Wheeler?

Can I use the restroom?

I don't know, can you?

"May I go to the
restroom, Father?"

May I?

You have exactly five minutes.

Five minutes?

Jake, you can't just...

You two can wait.

One pass, zero mischief.

All right, you fucking asshole.

Really, Mr. Wheeler?

Back in the old days,

we would have washed
your mouth out with soap.

We have different methods
of teaching lessons now.

You've suffered great
pain in your young life,

but you've also
caused great pain.

- You know why?
- I'm sure you'll tell me.

Because you're lost

like every other kid that
comes through my door,

but this place isn't
a prison, Jake.

Here, you don't have to
be an orphan anymore.

You can choose to
be a son again,

of the Heavenly Father.

Lay down your burdens and
let Him do the heavy lifting.

Just let go...

and let God.

All you gotta do
is stop fighting.

I'll never stop fighting.

Give it to me.

Your first Bible is something
you'll never forget.

I remember my father
calling me into his study,

which usually meant I was
in a world of trouble.

But on this day, he
handed me the good book,

and he said, "Son, I want you
to flip through these pages

"until you find a passage
that speaks to you.

"And then, I want
you to come back,

and I want you to
read it to me."

I spent many nights with
my father after that...

going through these
sacred lessons.

Some of the best
memories of my life.

This is yours now.

It's time for you to find a
passage that speaks to you.

Wait. Wait. What?

I'll check with you at
the end of the period.

Maybe you could
read me something.

You can't just leave me here.

Do the work, Jake.

You won't regret it.

Wait.

- Thank you, Sister.
- Father.

Yes, Mr. Evans.

I was just wondering
where Jake is.

Why is that?

Well, he said I could
look at his notes

from the sermon this morning.

The homily.

Right. Right. Homily.

Well, that's very
charitable of him,

but you're gonna have to wait.

Where is he?

He's exactly where he should be.

And so are you.

How many of you
survived that crash?

Oh, come on. This is stupid.

I know it's you.
Just talk to me.

All right. Have it your way.

Gotcha.

Where's the doll?

I honestly have no idea.

Did you even open it?

Open.

Turn to John 8:44.

Read it to me.

Loud and clear.

"You are from your
father, the Devil,

"and you choose to do
your father's desires.

"He was a murderer
from the beginning

"and does not
stand in the truth,

"because there is
no truth in him.

"When he lies, he speaks
according to his own nature,

for he is a liar, and
the father of lies."

I encourage you to
choose the right father.

Now, where is the doll?

I told you, I don't know.

Can I go now?

Thank God.

Oh, my God! Have you been
there this whole time?

Yeah.

He locked me in
there with a Bible...

and Chucky...

What happened?

He got away.

Shit!

- He took my picture.
- What?

He had this phone,
and he took my picture

and he ran up the chimney.

Didn't even try to
hurt me or anything.

- Why would he do that?
- No idea.

Great.

Another killer doll
with a shady plan.

'Cause that worked out
so well the last time.

Whatever he's doing, we
have to find him fast.

Or we are all dead.

There's no lock?

They only lock from the outside.

School policy.

What are you doing?

What the hell is all this shit?

Look, I...

I steal things sometimes.

That's why I'm here.

The really good stuff
is under the bed.

I mean, everyone's
got their secrets.

What's your secret?

My mother is the antichrist.

Moms are the worst.

Here. Help me move this
in front of the door.

Why would we be moving the
dresser in front of the door?

Because I sleepwalk.

Cool.

Hey, that's your thing.

My thing?

Your secret.

Yeah. Right.

Don't tell anyone.

Cross my heart.

Lexy!

What's going on?

- Nadine.
- Open this door.

Now, I know this is intense,
and you may be wondering

what's going on...

I know exactly what's going on.

God's punishing me
for being a klepto,

but I found the doll
in the stairwell.

- He was a ginger just like me.
- I know.

And he was just so adorable

that I couldn't help
by myself and...

You need to listen to me, okay?

- Say nothing.
- But...

Nothing!

I want to know what's
going on right now.

Of course. What would
you like to know?

Why were you screaming?

- Because I was scared.
- Scared of what?

What's going on here?
What's happening?

I was scared of...

Bathroom.

You were scared of the bathroom?

No.

No.

I was scared of never seeing
my old bathroom again.

- Okay.
- It was a great bathroom.

You're lucky to have a
bathroom at all, young lady.

Sister, please.

You'll do well here,

and if you're open
to God's teachings...

Where the hell could he be?

I have no idea.

Jake!

Get the fuck off me!

Get off!

What are you doing here?

That's for me to know
and you to find out.

Why'd you take Jake's picture?

Picture? What picture?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

How many of you are left?

Fuck you. I'm not
telling you shit.

Hey!

I think I know what
Chucky's up to.

Does he eat?

I think so.

Does he sleep?

I have no idea.

So, does he, like,
go to the bathroom?

God, I hope not.

There they are.

What happened? Did you get him?

She knows. It's
okay, she's cool.

So is he dead or what?

We have something to show you.

Come on.

What the hell? Why
didn't you kill him?

Think about it.

Ever since he got here,
Chucky's been acting weird.

He took pictures of me.

He's been taking pictures
all over the school.

And every chance he
got to kill one of us,

he ran away instead. Why?

Because that's not his job.

Exactly. This Chucky
isn't an assassin.

- He's a scout.
- Like a Boy Scout?

No, like... like a scout in war.

He's collecting
information for someone.

Who?

That's what we're
gonna find out.

I love birthdays, don't you?

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
That's the gate!

ENTRY REQUEST SLIDE TO UNLOCK

OPEN GATE

They're here! The
twins are here!

Tiffany, Tiffany, you
don't need to do this.

It's not that I don't trust you,

but I still don't know how
that head got inside my bed.

What? What are
you talking about?

I'm talking about Chucky.

Maybe the two of you

are talking about
me behind my back.

Maybe the two of you
are plotting against me

deep inside that pretty
little head of yours.

Okay.

Coming!

I'm coming! I'm coming!

- Hi.
- Hi.

Remember me?
Detective Sam Gavin?

I'm sorry to bother
you again, Ms. Tilly,

but something's
just not adding up.

I think she's starting
to suspect something.

If she finds out we're
working together,

it's all over.

Listen, asshole, the only reason

I even tolerate you being
here is because I have to.

After all we've been
through? Come on, Nica.

Admit it. I'm growing on you.

Like leprosy.

You need me if we're
gonna get out of here.

What I really need is I need
to get you out of my head.

And I need to Tiffany to
get what's coming to her.

You see, Nica? We do
have something in common.

I think Nica Pierce is here.

You're right, Officer,
Nica Pierce is here,

but she's innocent, I swear.

That's not for us
to decide, Jennifer.

- Ms. Tilly.
- Ms. Tilly.

I guess deep down,

I always knew this
day would come and...

May I come in, Ms. Tilly?

Be my guest.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

To tell the truth,
I'm kind of relieved.

Officer Gavin, have
you ever found yourself

in a position where you have
to go against your own values

and everything you believe
in as a human being

and a Christian to
protect someone you love?

Yeah, actually...

Ha!

Not me.

Values are for losers.

Shit.

THEY THEM

Glen. Glenda.

It's so nice to see
your sweet faces.