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Previously on Chucky...

I'm Chucky.

And I'm your friend till the end.

You get that now, Jake. We all have our secrets.

I'm gonna go kill your sister. Wanna come?

You snooze, you lose.

Charles Lee Ray was a serial killer who died in the '80s.

He transferred his soul into a Good Guy doll.

Chucky is alive.

This is a problem we can solve together.

You have no idea how hard it's been

getting one of you little shits to play.

Chucky, it worked.

- Jennifer Tilly! - Hi!

Every Better Days hospital in the country

will receive a priceless gift from her personal collection.

Junior!

- No! - We did it.

Drive!

Are we there yet?

When do we get to start stabbin' people?

Wait, you got a knife?

Yeah, I got a knife.

They passed 'em out at orientation.

What the fuck?

What?

What?

I didn't say anything.

Don't worry.

They say bald guys are more virile.

They say chicks just love bald guys.

Yeah, well, they also say it ain't the size that counts.

So I wouldn't worry about those pathetic stick arms of yours.

I don't have stick arms.

Hey, do I know you?

Get back in your boxes, all of you!

Don't make me come back there!

She is fuckin' hot.

Oh, forget it, Sticky.

Chicks like that need someone more...

I don't know...

virile?

Does that guy look familiar?

Yeah. Come to think of it, he does.

I can't put my finger on it.

He's just, like...

repulsive or something.

He sure is.

They don't know me.

They don't know you either.

I'm done with you, Chucky,

and your tiny fuckin' dick!

They weren't there.

And they don't know what you did.

You just keep your mouth shut, buster, or I'll...

Andy.

Get him!

Shit.

This is for Kyle!

Hey.

Hey.

So, uh, I guess this is it.

Well, only for now. I mean,

I only live two hours away, and I can see you every weekend.

Jake...

you know that's not gonna happen.

I know.

It wouldn't be enough, anyway.

I know.

You know, at this point, I'll take what we can get.

♪ This ain't no lullaby ♪

Let's go, Batman! To the Batcave!

On my way, Robin!

You got a fellow foster this time.

Uh, yeah. He seems okay.

I wish I could say the same about Pam and Larry.

I wanna kiss you so bad right now,

but they're watching me.

I get it.

I love you, Jake.

I love you more, Devon.

That's not possible.

♪ This ain't no lullaby ♪

♪ But I can make it rhyme For you, yeah ♪

♪ I can try, I can try ♪

Jake!

Wait, wait. Stop, stop, stop!

♪ This ain't on symphony ♪

♪ But if you wanna sing With me ♪

♪ Then I can try ♪

♪ I can try to lie ♪

♪ In the lullaby ♪

Holy secret identity.

They're watching.

I don't care.

Um, all right.

Um, I'll see you this weekend, okay?

All right, cool.

♪ Why do you wanna lie? ♪

♪ Why do you wanna lie? ♪

♪ Another lullaby ♪

Trick or treat!

Shit!

You scared me.

It's called coulrophobia, the fear of clowns.

It's caused by childhood trauma.

I'm not afraid of clowns.

I thought you were somebody else.

- How old are you? - Guess.

What are you doing out here all alone?

Where are your parents? Your friends?

They're dead.

Trick or treat!

Okay.

Boo!

Jesus.

♪ Five little ghosts Went out one night ♪

Shit.

Holy Halloween costumes, Batman.

I can't believe you made these.

Hey, never forget, real superheroes can sew.

Is that a little loose?

- Yeah. - Here, I got it.

The most important thing in a utility belt is a bobby pin.

- Good to know. - Yeah.

All right.

Boy Wonder, the streets are crawling with bad guys tonight.

It's time to go fight some crime.

And the citizens of Gotham will pay us in chocolate!

Sorry, give me a second.

- Hello? - Is Tamara home?

Who?

Tamara.

Uh, think you have the wrong number.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Uh, yeah, it happens. No worries.

Where are you?

Wait, you're still in Salem? Jake, what the fuck?

Holy profanity!

Oh. Hey, Devon. I'm here with Gary.

Excuse my French, Gary.

Jake's taking me trick-or-treating.

I can see that.

Hey, can I talk to you for a second?

Yeah. Um, can you give me a second, buddy?

Yeah.

Jake, you know I love how you look in tights,

but where the hell are you?

I'm so sorry, Devon. I'm not gonna be able to make it.

You're telling me this now?

You're supposed to be on the bus. Jake, I'm cooking for you here, man!

Pam and Larry wouldn't let me go.

They're... They're still not cool with us.

Screw 'em. They're not your real parents.

Yeah, but they could be.

Why would you even want them if they won't accept you?

You know, not everyone is just gonna get it automatically.

I mean, you lucked out.

Yeah, my foster mom's awesome.

She showed me off to all of her rich friends,

and then she went to Paris and I haven't seen her since.

You know, Gary's a good kid.

He deserves a family, too.

He needs me.

What about me, Jake?

It's been, like, six months. I miss you.

I know. I miss you too, babe, but...

Look, I know it sucks, but let's just focus on Christmas break, all right?

And what am I supposed to do until then?

Jake, you're the only one I can talk to about what really happened.

I know. Me too.

Hey, you heard from Lexy?

Nope.

Me neither. Something's up.

Let's go, Batman!

Yeah, um, I'll be right there. Just a second.

It's been 125 seconds already.

126, 127.

- Hello? - Is Tamara home?

- Uh, still the wrong number. - Is this 555-0131?

Yeah, but there's no Tamara here.

- Weird. - Hmm.

Doing anything fun tonight?

Uh, yeah, super fun. I should probably get back to it.

How come you're home all alone with your baby brother?

Who is this?

Where's your boyfriend tonight, Jake?

Screw you, Ellis.

Douchebag.

Hey, you know what, Ellis? You know, it's bad enough

that you're a homophobic douchebag prick.

You know, the really sad thing is, it's totally unoriginal!

This isn't Ellis. And I'm not homophobic.

I don't discriminate based on anyone's sexual preference.

That's not why I'm calling.

Then why the hell are you calling?

To make sure you're home.

Happy Halloween.

I'll get it!

No, no, no! I'll get it.

Hey.

Jake, I just got a weird call from this douchebag.

Wait, he called you too?

I think it's Ellis, that Neanderthal from my school.

But I don't know, he...

Didn't he sound kinda... familiar?

Oh, Devon, you don't think it could be...

Jake, I don't think anything could've survived that crash.

Not even Andy.

They never found his body.

Even if he lived, how come we haven't heard from him?

- It's him. - Who? Andy?

No, the douchebag.

What the hell?

♪ Trick or treat Smell my feet ♪

- ♪ Give me something good to eat ♪ - Oh, no.

That's not very scary. What are you supposed to be?

The ghost of Halloween past.

- Say hello to my friends. - Oh, shit. No.

Hi.

Could I please use your bathroom?

It's an emergency.

- No! Caroline, no! - Um...

Look, she can't hear us. He muted us.

- Okay. It's upstairs. - Oh, wait.

Devon, wait. Use your landline. Call the police. I'm gonna call Lexy.

Jake, they're not gonna listen to me.

Just don't mention Chucky! Just get someone over there!

Okay.

Shit, shit, shit.

Yes, I'd like to report a break-in at 3083 Fairburn.

Who cares how I know? Just send someone now!

Come on, Lexy, pick up!

- You gonna get that? - Nope.

No!

♪ All I do is tease my heart ♪

♪ 'Cause time after time it yearns ♪

♪ But I'm dedicated And in the hustle and bustle ♪

You sure about this?

Absolutely.

But your mother.

She won't be home for hours, if at all.

Your sister?

Trust me, I have her well-trained. She's not gonna bother us.

♪ I crawl back to you in the deep ♪

♪ Wanna walk on water But I can't find my feet ♪

♪ Yeah, so I crawl back to you ♪

Um, uh, Lexy, you have done this before, right?

Have you?

I think your first time should be special.

♪ So I crawl back I crawl back to you ♪

Okay, first, I just need a bump.

Me too.

Lexy, I really like you.

Thanks.

This just feels right, doesn't it?

Please stop talking.

No! No, don't!

- Police! - Jesus Christ!

You kids okay?

What the hell are you doing here? Did my mother send you?

We got a report of a break-in.

- I'm gonna have a look around. - Yeah.

- I should go. - Sit down.

- Did the alarm go off? - No. Someone called us.

Do you know a Devon Evans?

Yeah, I do.

Help!

Was there anyone else in the house tonight?

The ghost of Halloween past.

Who?

He asked to use the bathroom. He said it was an emergency.

Then he said see ya later.

Caroline, how tall was this ghost?

Well, he was about this tall.

There's nobody here. No sign of forced entry either.

Any dolls?

What?

Oh, no. Lexy, I think it was...

Officer, this is just a misunderstanding.

My sister shouldn't be inviting strangers into the house,

no matter how bad they have to pee!

Would you mind staying with us until my mother gets home?

She'll be pissed off if you don't.

Sure.

- You can go. - Thanks.

He said he liked to be hugged.

He said he was my friend till the end.

At first, he seemed really nice.

But he lied.

He had secrets.

Chucky always had secrets.

Caroline, what were Chucky's secrets?

He killed a lot of people.

Including my daddy.

Caroline, you know that it was Junior Wheeler who did that.

Your sister's boyfriend.

Right, Lexy?

No. Tell them, Lexy.

You saw him, too.

And now he's back.

Chucky was the ghost of Halloween past.

Tell them, Lexy. It was Chucky.

No.

No, Caroline, it was Junior.

Junior killed all those people.

Chucky is only a doll.

I mean, was.

You understand that, don't you, Caroline?

You can't blame her for having a hard time accepting that her own sister

could invite a boy like that into our lives.

You never liked him.

Not even before he killed anyone.

Exactly.

I've always been able to read people,

and I could tell from day one he was bad news.

No.

He wasn't always like that.

He was the sweetest boy in the world.

That boy destroyed everything.

Your father,

very possibly my career, if you haven't seen the latest polls,

and your sister's childhood.

She can't even sleep without waking up

screaming every night from the nightmares.

And she made me get rid of all of her dolls.

Yes, it's called pediophobia.

That's the clinical term for fear of dolls.

Sadly, it's the least of our problems.

Actually, I think it might be the ideal place to start.

What do you mean?

I'd like to try something, if you'll permit me.

Um, okay.

You know, I collect dolls, recreationally.

Since I was Caroline's age.

As a child, I had polio.

I was stuck in bed for two years.

My babies were my only friends.

It really is a fascinating hobby.

This is Belle.

Wedding Belle, they called her.

She is incredibly rare,

a marketing concept from the '90s.

They made very few of these.

I use her sometimes for therapeutic purposes.

Caroline, I think Belle could help you.

Would you like to hold her?

Go ahead, sweetheart. You can do it.

There. Oh.

I think she likes you.

She needs someone to take care of her.

Would you like to take her home?

Sure.

She'll be a good friend to you.

Oh, I'm so proud of you, sweetheart.

So, so proud.

Mrs. Cross, thank you for inviting me into your lovely home.

Oh, thank you, James. And please, call me Michelle.

Michelle, do you miss living in the mayor's residence?

Oh, you know, that's a beautiful house.

But my late husband used to say we were really just its caretakers

for a brief period of time,

a blip in Hackensack's history.

But after voters overwhelmingly recalled you from office

after the murders last year,

the single most violent era in our city's history,

you're running for a second term.

And I have to ask, why do you deserve my vote now?

As a survivor of violence myself,

I think I occupy a unique position of empathy

for everyone who lost somebody in last year's tragic events.

I know exactly what they're going through

because I'm going through it too.

The grief, the anger, the guilt...

The survivor's guilt.

But I promise every citizen of Hackensack

that in my second term as mayor,

I will show no mercy to violent offenders.

One strike and you're out.

I heard you had a break-in here just last night.

What would you say to the perp?

I'd just like to dare them to try that again while I'm home.

And how about you, Lexy? How are you holding up?

Um, well, it's been a really tough year.

But I'm getting through it with my family's help.

We're getting through it together.

Like all of us in Hackensack, we're strong.

Hackensack strong!

- Caroline, how about you? - I'm fine.

Hey, whatever happened to Chucky?

Um, excuse me?

As I recall, she used to drag that thing everywhere.

Um, well, she has a new doll now.

Her name is Belle.

Caroline, does Belle tell you to do things too?

What are you talking about?

Well, at a press conference last year, she said...

Chucky told me to kill Mommy.

- Uh... - Who is Chucky?

- Um, thank you so much. - I'm sorry. Kids.

Remember?

Get out of my house.

We have it on tape.

Get out!

Dr. Mixter is full of shit.

I knew it.

Mom too.

You should be afraid, Caroline.

Dolls are horrifying.

Never trust any doll. They're all fucked up.

You said the F-word.

Yes. I know what I said.

That is how serious this is, Caroline.

Now say it. Dolls are fucked up.

Dolls are fucked up.

Never trust any doll.

- Never trust any doll. - Okay, good.

And you can't tell anyone, or they're gonna send you away, okay?

Okay.

Cross your heart.

Cross my heart.

Okay, and...

Keep this handy.

Sweet dreams.

Jake!

Oh...

You Ubered here all the way from Salem?

I can't just sneak off in the middle of the night.

- Neither can you. Do Pam and... - We have to get Lexy, okay?

Have you seen this?

Yeah, she looks familiar.

If Chucky really was at her house last night,

then why didn't he kill her when he had the chance?

Maybe he's just messing with us.

Or maybe he's trying to get one of us to kill again.

- Let's go. - Yeah.

♪ Uh, uh Baby, you're the devil I know ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ Better than the devil I don't ♪

♪ I don't ♪

♪ Maybe I could stop, but I won't ♪

♪ I won't ♪

♪ 'Cause, baby You're the devil I know ♪

♪ I know, I know ♪

- Hey. - Hi.

Careful. Hey.

- Shh, my mom's downstairs. - Sorry.

It took you long enough.

Yeah, it's nice to see you too.

Hey.

This place isn't bad. I thought you said it was a dump.

Please. I can't even talk about it. It's like I've been demoted.

- I thought you quit. - I'm sorry, Jake.

When did you stop medicating your chronic anxiety?

It's not the same thing.

It's just a little weed. What's the big deal?

Oh, no big deal.

If that's all you're doing.

Is it?

Yes, that's all I'm doing.

Jesus, I haven't seen you in six months.

You're acting like this is an intervention.

We have serious shit to deal with.

Devon, what did you find out about Caroline's doll?

Well, she looks a little like the Bride of Chucky.

Remember that movie?

Yeah, with Jennifer Tilly,

who we know really is the Bride of Chucky,

Tiffany Valentine.

Shit.

Hey, where's that doll now?

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

Did you test it?

Yeah, I bashed the shit out of it.

And it came from our therapist.

I mean, our family therapist can't be in league

with a supernaturally possessed doll, right?

Lexy?

Shit, it's my mom. Um, get in the closet!

What's going on?

I was just checking on Caroline.

Well, who were you talking to?

I was singing her a lullaby,

the way Dad used to.

Oh. Look at her. Aw.

I don't think she's slept like that in months.

Maybe our luck has finally turned around.

Maybe.

Okay.

We should leave her be. Come on.

Caroline, what did I tell you last night?

Belle's okay.

She's not like Chucky. She's just a doll.

And I don't want Mommy to get mad anymore.

- Where is she? - She left already.

She said you have to walk me to school.

Okay. I'll be right back.

Here.

Look, guys, I've been thinking,

and maybe the other night really just was a prank.

I mean, we were pretty famous for a while after the murders,

and there are some sick assholes out there

with way too much time on their hands.

Yeah, some sick asshole who was able to get all our numbers

and who also happens to be just two feet tall.

Short people can be assholes.

I don't know, maybe.

Yeah, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Why?

You just... You seem weird.

You're weird.

Wait. Wait, where are you going?

To the bathroom. Is that okay with you?

Holy homemade bomb, Batgirl!

I'm not Batgirl.

Sorry, I mean Batwoman.

My name is Caroline.

You're not playing it right.

I'm still alive, aren't I?

Not for long.

Sit down.

Amazing what you can do with a little fertilizer

and some butane.

Kill anyone within a 6-foot radius.

Holy hostage situation, Batman!

Okay, that's already getting old.

Gary, it's gonna be okay.

He's gonna blow us all to smithereens!

No. No, no, Gary. I won't let that happen. I promise.

This isn't a game, okay?

How'd you get here?

We Ubered.

I've been Ubering all over Jersey today, same as you, Jake.

Uber's really made being a killer doll so much easier.

In the old days, if I had to get somewhere,

I had to take a fuckin' hostage just to drive me.

Now, I can just arrange to have myself picked up

and delivered anywhere.

It is so convenient.

Just don't do anything stupid, Chucky.

No, Jake.

Stupid would be you and your idiot BFFs falling right into my trap.

See, I needed the three of you to get back together

so I could kill you all at once.

But you never got back together.

So much for BFFs.

I hang out with my murder victims

more often than you assholes see each other.

- We've been busy. - Yeah?

Well, now you're all gonna get busy dyin',

just as soon as Lexy gets down here.

Just let the kids go.

Nah. The more, the merrier.

Why are you doing this?

There were 72 of me on that truck.

I was gonna take over the world, and I would've gotten away with it too,

if it weren't for you meddling kids,

and Andy

and that goddamn bitch from hell, Tiffany.

I'm gonna kill every last one of you.

Wait, exactly how many of you are left?

Enough to make this worth the sacrifice.

I die knowing I took all of you with me.

You die knowing I never really died.

Just as soon as Lexy gets down here.

What the fuck?

- What about Andy? - Andy is dead.

- And Kyle? - They're both dead.

I don't believe you.

Well, you'll see them in hell.

Any minute now.

Is somebody here?

God, I love my job.

There's no pain greater than the permanent grief

that a parent suffers after the loss of a child.

Think of the birthdays, the ball games,

the graduations,

all the milestones that should have been celebrated,

but now instead will be a cause for mourning,

year after year, by Gary's parents.

Foster parents.

Excuse me?

Pam and Larry were his foster parents.

And they didn't love him.

I did.

Through your actions and your negligence

and what you apparently thought was just good, clean fun...

building a homemade bomb around a child...

you and your friends have denied Gary his life.

If I may.

I think it is important to point out they're children too.

And they'll be placed in a facility

with other violent juvenile offenders like them.

I would like to suggest an alternative.

I've done some work with troubled youth

at the School of the Incarnate Lord in Burlington,

along with the Archdiocese of Camden.

They've had great success with cases like this.

These kids are responsible for Gary's death,

yet I'm sure we all agree it was a tragic accident.

They have been through so much already this past year.

I'd like to think that they could learn from their mistakes

and become good people by thinking on their sins.

It was a kamikaze mission.

He blew himself up.

He's never done anything like that before.

Which means that more than one Chucky

made it out of that truck crash alive.

- How many? - Who knows?

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

Jesus.

Hey, do you guys remember Trevor Cain?

Who's Trevor Cain?

He was a year ahead of us, in fifth grade.

He made my life a living hell.

Taught me everything I know.

Trevor's been here for the past three years.

My mother sent him here.

Maybe Chucky'll take care of him.

That's not funny.

Wait, guys, why does this place look so familiar?

This used to be the Burlington Home for Wayward Boys, remember?

Charles Lee Ray lived here when he was our age.

Good morning.

I'm Sister Ruth.

I'm a Handmaid of the Immaculate Heart of Mary.

Welcome to Incarnate Lord.

Do you know why you're here?

Because God hates us?

God doesn't hate anyone.

He loves us even when we've lost our way.

He wants you to seek forgiveness

and to find your way back to Him.

And if you're not careful,

you might even have a little fun along the way.

Follow me.

He hates us so fucking much.

♪ Trust in the Lord With all your heart ♪

♪ With all your heart Please do ♪

♪ God loves you ♪

♪ Trust in the Lord With all your heart ♪

♪ With all your heart Please do ♪

♪ God loves you ♪

♪ And lean not upon Your own understanding ♪

♪ Fear the Lord and love him ♪

♪ That's what he's commanding ♪

♪ Trust in the Lord With all your heart ♪

♪ With all your heart Please do ♪

♪ God loves you ♪

♪ Trust in the Lord With all your heart ♪

♪ With all your heart Please do ♪

♪ God loves you ♪

♪ And lean not upon Your own understanding ♪

♪ Fear the Lord and love him ♪

♪ That's what he's commanding ♪

♪ Trust in the Lord With all your heart ♪

♪ With all your heart Please do ♪

♪ God loves you ♪

♪ God loves you ♪

♪ God loves you ♪