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Previously on "Chucky"...

Chucky always told me my
real mommy would come for me.

That’s why
I never fit in here.

- He... he lied.
- You’re not my real sister.

- Carolyn, I’m your sister.
- Toodle-oo.

No, Caroline, no.

Tiffany, nothing has
changed between us.

We’re still going to
torture her and kill you.

Aah!

Oh, no!

No!
No!

You bitches miss me?

Tell us where you are, and
we’ll come visit right now.

My new place is pretty
strict about visitors.

Three down, three to go.

Chucky, in the White House?

Yeah, how’d he even get
in there?

What does he want?

No!

Police, open up!

No!

- Freeze!
- Freeze!

Jennifer Tilly,
you’re under arrest for murder

- in the first degree.
- What murder? What murder?

You have the right
to remain silent.

- Anything you say...
- What murder exactly?

Murder is a very vague term.

How about the murder
of Michelle Cross?

- I didn’t kill her!
- Chucky did!

Who’s Chucky?

You got the wrong person.

Chucky did it!
Chucky killed her!

He’s that doll they just took
off of that creepy little girl!

That reminds me, you’re also
under arrest for kidnapping.

- Wait!
- Where’s my book?

My book!
She took my book!

- I need my book!
- Ma’am, ma’am...

I need my book!

It’s called
"Voodoo for Dummies."

I can’t! I need it!

I can’t go to prison
without my book!

Lady, the only book
you’re going to need

is the Good Book.

Okay, folks, move along.

Nothing to see here.
Let’s go.

Nica.

Fuck!

Wait!

Fuck!

What’s wrong, Nica?

Cat got your legs?

- Wait.
- You two know each other?

Oh, yeah,
me and Nica go way back.

In fact,
we used to be inseparable.

Caroline,
that is your name, right?

Caroline, sweetheart,
just give me the doll.

What happened to your hands?

Well, whatever doesn’t kill
me makes me stronger.

Isn’t that right, Chucky?

Could have fooled me.

Did you do that?

Tiffany did it.

Told you she was a nut job,

but the cops
are going to settle her hash.

This isn’t over, Chucky,
not by a long shot.

Of course not, Nica.

We’re just getting started,

and I’m sure we’re going
to have a lot of fun.

See you around.

You know,
there’s a big storm coming.

Do you have a raincoat,
sweetheart?

Just drive, sweetheart.

- Whoa.
- That doll talks?

Mind your own
fucking business, okay?

Oh, that’s one of those
interactive AI robot dolls.

Yeah, I saw those on TV for,
like, lonely kids or something.

Hey, Chatty Cathy,
eyes on the road.

Okay, okay.

So what’s next, Chucky?

I think it’s time we pay some
of my old friends

a little visit.

Don’t need to worry
about Tiff now.

That took care of itself.

But the rest of them...

They’re in for a surprise.

How about you, kid?

You got any special friends?

I never liked Ms. Sherman,
my first-grade teacher.

The more, the merrier.

Let’s just add her

to the list.

You know, Caroline, I always
knew you had potential.

Lexy and those twinks,
they didn’t have what it takes.

But you, you’re the real deal.

Well, I’ve never actually
done anything before.

You nervous?

I’m eight.

I started when I was seven.

I’m a late bloomer.

You could teach me.

Class is now in session.

Hey, uh,
how’s it going back there?

- I’m fine.
- Yeah?

Well, you got
a very interesting toy there.

Where’d you get it?

Oh, Chucky’s one of a kind.

Huh.

So what are you
guys talking about?

- Killing people.
- What the fuck?

All right, you know what?

I’m sorry, little girl,

but you’re going to have
to find a different ride.

Your little doll friend over
there is freaking me out now.

I ain’t going to have no
punk-ass puppet

talking to me crazy.

I’m a grown man!
You understand?

Creepy-ass doll
talking crazy to me.

I’m from the Bronx
and a veteran.

I’m a veteran.

Don’t have to put up
with this red-haired devil.

Take your dumb-ass doll...

Oh!
Yo, I will fuck you up!

Is that seven years’
bad luck?

I thought
that was mirrors.

- Hey, guys.
- It’s Lexy.

We still don’t have any intel
on my sister’s whereabouts,

but I did get a DM that she
was spotted in Times Square

this past January.

Someone said they saw
Caroline disappear

into a subway station.

If you know anything
about this, please reach out.

I’m getting really worried.

I know, right?

Yeah, you’re telling me.

Well, thank you, Kyle.

Did you get my card?

Good.

I meant every word of that.

Hey, how’s the new puppy?

All right, I’m gonna send you
a picture, okay?

I’m good, yeah.

No more nightmares.

You know what’s kind of crazy?

I actually feel safe.

I never thought
this day would come.

He’s finally dead,

and we to get on
with our lives.

You too, Kyle.

See you soon, okay?

Ah!

Andy...

wakey, wakey.

Just like the old days, huh?

Kind of kinky.

Chucky?

Help! Help!
Somebody help me!

Help! Help!

- Music to my ears.
- Please!

- Go ahead.
- Scream your head off.

Help!

There’s no one around
for miles.

How’d you find me?

Caroline found you, actually.

Kid’s a real whiz
with computers.

I’m his new friend
till the end.

Caroline,
you don’t have to do this.

- I’m not.
- I’m just observing.

- Listen to me.
- Killing is wrong.

I wasn’t raised religious.

You got
too comfortable, Andy.

How many times
have I tried to kill you?

I’ve lost count.

And every time you’d slip away.

You’re my white whale, Andy,

my Moby Dickhead.

Are you actually trying
to make a literary reference?

No, it was a fat joke.

Fuck you!

I’ve waited a long
time for this, Andy.

And I’m going to enjoy it.

I’ve waited a long
time for this, Andy.

And I’m going to enjoy it.

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Huh?

"What to do if you find
that you are aging.

Step one, vacate the vessel."

Hmm.

Give me the power,
I beg of you.

Uh...

morning.

How’d you sleep?

I read this book
cover to cover.

I could have told you
that wouldn’t work.

The book says on page 37,

"If your vessel is aging,

that means you need to see
a doctor."

- Is it noticeable?
- Tell me honestly.

How old do you think I look?

- I don’t know.
- Three.

Two.

- With these crow’s feet?
- Please.

Well, it is the natural law.

Caroline, look at me.

Does anything about me
strike you as natural?

Well, maybe not
your crow’s feet.

- Oh, my God.
- Is that...

Oh, hello.

You’re not the producer
from "Dateline."

Surprise.

So...

h-how are you, Lexy?

How do you think?

I’m really sorry
about your mother.

I told Chucky killing a mother
on Christmas Eve

is just tacky.

I’m really, really sorry.

I’m sorry you’re going
to be standing trial

for murder in Texas.

Actually, I’m not sorry.

I’m ecstatic.

I knew I should never
have taken that trip

to see the Alamo.

But that tour guide
was just so awful.

She deserved it.

- Stilettos?
- In prison?

I got connections.

Besides, my mother
always told me,

you can never be overdressed.

Look, Tiffany, you were the
last person who saw my sister.

Please, tell me
where Caroline is.

I don’t know.

You know how much this sucks
for me, having to come to you.

I swear,
I don’t know where she is.

Bullshit!

- Time’s up.
- Time’s up.

- Where is she?
- Where is my sister?

Chucky took her.

What?

No, I killed him.

No, there was one more.

Remember that Belle doll
your sister had?

That was Chucky in drag.

What?

Hey, hey, hey, hey,
watch the hands.

- What the fuck?
- Wait. Where are they?

Tiffany, please just
tell me where they are!

Tiffany,
where the fuck are they?

Tiffany, where are they?

Your Honor, I’d like
to call my first witness...

Nica Pierce.

Do you swear to tell
the truth, the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

I do.

Ms. Pierce,

how are you acquainted
with Jennifer Tilly?

Jennifer Tilly kidnapped me,
dismembered me,

and held me hostage
for over a year,

during which time I witnessed
her kill nine people.

And she forced me
to watch "Liar Liar"

over and over again on a loop.

That’s horrible, Ms. Pierce.

I’m truly sorry
for what you’ve suffered.

Kidnapping...

dismemberment,.

plus you were framed,
weren’t you,

for many of Ms. Tilly’s crimes?

I was fully exonerated

shortly after your client
was arrested.

Yes, you were,

exonerated
by her timely confession.

In fact,
Ms. Tilly even confessed

to the murders of your family,

murders for which you had
already been found guilty,

long before you ever met
my client,

on a night she had
an ironclad alibi.

Now, why would she
do that, Ms. Pierce?

I did not kill my family.

Why would she do that?

Because I love you!

Because she’s fucking crazy!

She’s a homicidal
fucking maniac!

- Order!
- I said order!

Miss Tilly, please, sit down.

Thank you, Ms. Pierce.

You may go now.

I’d like to call
my next witness.

She’s a monster.

A complete psychopath.

Even her fashion sense
is deranged.

And that voice...

It’s the sound
of my nightmares.

Did I mention she
kidnapped my sister?

- Ye...
- Yes.

Uh-huh.

I don’t care
if your mother died.

You get in that office,
and you shred everything.

You miss one sacrifice,
and everything goes to shit.

Am I right?

What’s in the box?

My ex.

Charles...

Charles Lee Ray?

Mr. Ray, I’m Dr. Rosen.

Got to say, Doc...

you’re not exactly
what I expected.

Ah.

I’ll make sure I have my
chickens and goats next time.

I, of course, know who you are.

Your reputation precedes you.

Turn your head and cough.

Hmm.

Open your mouth and say ah.

Ah.

What is it?

That’s, uh, unusual.

Give it to me straight, Doc.

Mr. Ray, have you been, uh,
practicing

any other religions lately?

Worshipping another deity,
perhaps?

Never.

I’ve been a Damballic
for 40 years.

Nothing in recent memory?

Friends, lovers,
anyone close to you

dabbling in, say...

Christianity?

Well...

I was sort of involved

in an exorcism last year.

- Oh, dear.
- What?

Oh, come on,
it can’t be that bad.

Lay it on me.

Mr. Ray, you have been
infected with Christian magic.

Worse still,
the contagion source

seems to be Catholicism.

It’s... it’s quite advanced.

I haven’t heard
of this happening

since the 11th century.

Those fucking kids.

You got some herbs or something
to fix me up?

Oh, you’re far too along
for that.

It’s already aging you.

- Ritual sacrifice?
- Whatever you need.

Mr. Ray, it’s not me
you have to beg.

It’s Damballa.

You said someone had it
before in the 11th century.

- What happened to them?
- They died.

You’re dying, Mr. Ray.

Oh, is that all?

You had me scared there
for a second.

I’ve died lots of times.

I always come back.

Not from this, you don’t.

Well, can’t you make it
so that I can jump

into another body...
piece of cake.

Mr. Ray, I don’t think
you understand me.

Damballa has abandoned you.

Without him, you have no power.

This is your last vessel.

Doc, there’s got to be
something you can do.

I mean, I can’t actually die.

I got people to kill.

I got plans.

This hasn’t been attempted
since the Crusades.

The petitioner
was unsuccessful.

I’ll do it,
whatever it takes.

It will take
an evil of a magnitude

even you can’t comprehend.

I’m intrigued.

Your Honor, I’d now like
to call my final witness...

Jennifer Tilly.

Uh, um...

Finally.

Ha-ha.

Took long enough.

Do you swear to tell
the truth, the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

Sure.

Why not?

- Ms. Tilly.
- Ms. Valentine.

- I’m sorry.
- What do you mean?

I’m actually
Tiffany Valentine.

I’ve just been using
Jennifer’s body.

I’m sure the court
would love to hear more.

Please, go on.

I was Charles Lee Ray’s
girlfriend.

We met in the ’80s,

and it was beautiful
for a time.

And then he electrocuted me
in a bubble bath

and transferred my soul into
a limited-edition Belle doll.

A Belle doll?

Yes, please, try and keep up.

Me and Charles... well, now
everybody calls him Chucky...

he’s a doll, too, you know.

We ended up in Hollywood,

and I immediately
started stalking

Jennifer Tilly.

I’m her biggest fan.

And once I got a look
at her fabulous lifestyle,

well, I was hooked.

So I transferred
my soul once again.

That’s a lot
of soul transferring.

How does it work?

Voodoo, of course.

I transferred my soul
into Jennifer’s body,

and I’ve been impersonating
her ever since.

But...

as wild and wonderful
as this ride has been,

I just want to be me again...

Tiffany Valentine.

I see.

Objection, Your Honor.

What is the point
of this charade?

Yes, I’ve been wondering
that myself.

My point here is to show
the court my petition

declaring Ms. Tilly not guilty
by reason of insanity

is completely valid.

And she is therefore not
responsible for her actions.

Transferred souls,

doll bodies, bubble baths?

We’ve seen many examples
of Hollywood actors

who go so deep
into the roles they play,

they struggle
to find their way back.

I call it
the Austin Butler Effect.

It took that poor man months
to lose the Elvis accent.

Now, Ms. Tilly is herself
an Oscar-nominated actress.

Yes.

Well-known for diving
headfirst into her characters

no matter how complex.

On the occasion of playing
serial killer Tiffany Valentine

in the hit Universal film
"Chucky Goes Psycho"...

She went too deep.

And this is the result.

My client believes
she is Tiffany Valentine.

- I’m Tiffany. I am.
- I’m Tiffany Valentine.

Quiet, please.

I’m not guilty
by reason of insanity.

There’s something wrong
with me.

You may step down now,
Ms. Tilly, or whoever you are.

What’s so evil about this?

If these walls could talk.

It’s a Dutch colonial.

So.

The most evil houses
are always Dutch colonials.

Think about it.

"Amityville," "Elm Street,"
"Twin Peaks."

What the fuck is up
with the Dutch?

Must be all the weed.

That look like
six people to you?

I count eight. Why?

The doc said I need to make

six sacrifices to Damballa

for this to work.

So...

if you want a crack
at one or two,

be my guest.

- That’s okay.
- I’ll just watch.

Watch and learn
from the master.

Is everything okay?

Where are your parents?

Please, mister, I’m lost.

Can you help me?

- Of course.
- Come on in.

What a spread.

Ron DeFeo, eat your heart out.

Who’s Ron DeFeo?

- Oh, my God.
- Kids these days.

No sense of history.

In 1974,

a guy named Ron DeFeo
murdered his entire family

in this very house.

And they say

that everyone
that’s lived here since

has been tortured
or terrorized or both.

Is that supposed to scare me?

Okay, enough story time.

Let’s get this over with.

You need some help?

- I got it.
- I got it.

Damballa, give me the power,
I beg of you.

Is something
supposed to happen?

God damn it!

Chucky, look at your hands.

- Fuck.
- Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

This house isn’t evil enough.

We got to think bigger.

You got that?
Think bigger.

- You’re not thinking bigger.
- I’m thinking!

Has the jury
reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

We find the defendant,
Jennifer Tilly,

guilty of 103 counts of murder
in the first degree.

What?

Sentencing will be
in October.

This court is adjourned.

But I’m innocent
by reason of insanity!

- Jennifer!
- It’s Tiffany!

Oh, God, I can’t breathe.

I-I can’t go back there again.

It’s so...

This isn’t a Dutch colonial.

No, but it’s still shady
as shit.

How? I read that only, like,
ten people

have ever even died in there.

And nobody’s ever
been murdered here.

Not yet.

But all over the world,

millions have died because
of the decisions

made inside those walls.

This is the place.

I can feel it.

All finished.

What’s with you?

I just wish I could go
to the White House with you.

I mean, I did all this homework
to help find a way in.

Sorry, doll,
I got to do this alone.

I’m going
to miss you, Chucky.

It’s just
till I kill six people.

It’ll fly by.

Then I’ll be cured,

and we can go kill
your first-grade teacher.

Now, how does that sound?

- Ms. Sherman...
- I can hardly wait.

Caroline, you know...

I was always jealous
of your dad.

I guess
that’s why I killed him.

I was jealous that he had...

That he had such a great kid.

Hey, don’t forget the hands.

They’re a dead giveaway.

This better work.

My superpower
is being adorable.

You look great,

but you’ll need to reapply
every 12 hours.

Are you scared, Chucky?

No.

I don’t get scared.
I make people scared.

- Don’t worry.
- This is going to work.

You’re going to be okay.

Just go in there
and do what you do.

Go make Damballa proud.

Knock ’em dead.

I’ll send pics.

Sweetie.

Hi, I’m Joseph, and I’m
your friend till the end.

Hidey Ho.
Ha ha ha.

Hey, Henry,
hey, why don’t you...

I haven’t seen him
smile like that in months.

Can I keep him?

Sure, honey.

All rise.

Jennifer Tilly, for the crime
of murder in the first degree,

you are hereby sentenced
to death by lethal injection.

May Got mercy on your soul.

Jennifer, I’m so... so sorry.

For the last time, it’s
Tiffany, you fucking idiot!

No wonder
you fucked up the case!

We can still appeal.

- Fuck the appeal!
- You’re fucking fired!

Wait, wait, that book,
"Voodoo For Dummies"...

I still need it.

Get me that fucking book,
and then you’re fucking fired!

You’re getting what
you deserve, you know.

I’m only sorry that I didn’t
get a chance to do it myself.

Oh, Nica.

I hope they don’t hit
the wrong vein.

I hear that could be
very, very painful.

Ha... have you talked to Gigi?

Yeah, I talk
to them every day.

They’re doing great,
safe from you and Chucky.

Give them my love.

Give them my love, please.

- Please.
- Tiffany, I want you to know

that I’m going to be there
when the curtain goes up.

I am going to watch you die,

and then...

I’m going to roll this chair
all over your fucking grave!

Okay?

O-okay.

Okay, it’s a date.

Come on.
Go ahead.

Bye, Tiffany!

Henry...

we need to give the doll
to Teddy, okay?

He has to run it
through security.

- Like Mommy’s purse?
- Yeah, just like that.

He’ll be back in no time.
I promise.

Be careful
with Joseph, Teddy.

Got to love
the attention to detail.