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[laughs evilly]

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.

[gasping]

[laughs evilly]

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.

[gun cocks]

[gunshot]

[gasps]

[suspenseful music]

[gasping]

Three down, three to go.

Chucky, in the White House?

Yeah, how'd he even get in there?

What does he want?

[laughs evilly] - [crying] No!

[crying] [evil laughter continues]

[screams]

[pounding on door] - Police, open up!

No!

[pounding continues]

[screams, crying]

♪

[crying]

- 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.

[upbeat pop music]

[crowd shouting]

Okay, folks, move along.

Nothing to see here. Let's go.

[muttering indistinctly]

♪

Nica.

[suspenseful music]

[siren wails]

♪

[exhales deeply]

♪

[mouths words]

[upbeat pop music]

Fuck!

♪

[cackling]

♪

[laughing]

♪

[eerie music]

♪

Wait!

Fuck! [breathing heavily]

What's wrong, Nica?

Cat got your legs? [laughing evilly]

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.

[exhales sharply] 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.

[laughing evilly]

[dramatic music]

♪

[whistles]

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... [chuckles]

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!

♪ I saw her sitting in the rain ♪

♪

♪ Raindrops falling on her ♪

♪ She didn't seem to care

♪ She sat there and smiled at me ♪

♪

♪ Then I knew - ♪ I knew, I knew, I knew

- ♪ She could make me happy - ♪ Happy, happy

♪ She could make me very happy ♪

♪ Flowers in her hair

♪ Flowers everywhere

♪ I love the flower girl

Is that seven years' bad luck?

I thought that was mirrors.

[laughs evilly]

♪ She seemed so sweet and kind ♪

♪ She crept into my mind

♪ To my mind

[playful spooky music]

♪

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.

[sighs]

I'm getting really worried.

[crickets chirping]

I know, right?

Yeah, you're telling me.

[eerie music]

Well, thank you, Kyle.

Did you get my card?

Good.

I meant every word of that. - [breathing heavily]

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!

- [laughs] 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.

- [sighs] - 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.

[laughing] - Fuck you!

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

- [grunting] - And I'm going to enjoy it.

- [screaming] - [grunting]

[suspenseful music]

♪

[laughs evilly]

[grunting]

♪

[laughs evilly]

[grunting, laughing]

[laughing]

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

[laughs evilly] And I'm going to enjoy it.

[gasps]

[eerie music]

What the fuck?

♪

What the fuck?

♪

Huh?

♪

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

Step one, vacate the vessel."

♪

Hmm.

♪

[speaking foreign language]

Give me the power, I beg of you.

♪

♪

[speaking foreign language]

[clears throat]

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.

[gasps]

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.

[playful music]

♪

[door buzzing]

[suspenseful music]

♪

Oh, my God. Is that--

Oh, hello.

♪

You're not the producer from "Dateline."

Surprise.

[door buzzes]

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.

- [chuckles awkwardly] - Actually, I'm not sorry.

I'm ecstatic.

I knew I should never have taken that trip

to see the Alamo.

[chuckles] 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.

[spectators murmuring]

[doors open]

♪

[camera shutter clicking]

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.

[audience gasps]

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. [camera shutter clicking]

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?

♪

[light music]

[telephone rings]

Ye--[sighs] Yes.

Uh-huh.

I don't care if your mother died.

You get in that office, and you shred everything.

[sighs]

[exhales sharply]

You miss one sacrifice, and everything goes to shit.

Am I right?

[exhales sharply]

[screeching]

- What's in the box? - [screeching]

- My ex. - [screeches]

Charles...

Charles Lee Ray?

♪

[screeching]

[sighs]

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.

[clears throat] Turn your head and cough.

[coughing]

[heartbeat pounding]

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.

[laughs]

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.

[printer whirring]

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...

[dramatic music]

Finally.

[camera shutters clicking]

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"...

- [chuckles] - 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.

[crowd murmuring] - 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.

[eerie music]

♪

What's so evil about this?

[chuckles] 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.

♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪

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.

[doorbell rings]

[indistinct chatter]

Is everything okay?

Where are your parents?

[crying] Please, mister, I'm lost.

Can you help me?

Of course. Come on in.

♪

[people screaming]

[suspenseful music]

♪

What a spread.

Ron DeFeo, eat your heart out.

[chuckles evilly]

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.

[eerie music]

♪

You need some help?

I got it. I got it.

♪

[speaking foreign language]

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

[speaking French]

♪

Is something supposed to happen?

[speaking French]

♪

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.

[crowd murmuring]

What?

[murmuring continues]

Sentencing will be in October.

This court is adjourned. [camera shutters clicking]

But I'm innocent by reason of insanity!

- Jennifer! - It's Tiffany!

[gasping] Oh, God, I can't breathe.

I-I can't go back there again.

It's so...

[gasping, sobbing]

♪

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.

[dramatic music]

♪

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...

[sighs]

That he had such a great kid.

♪ Imagine this moment

♪ I pictured it with you

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.

[bird cawing]

[somber music]

♪

[bird cawing]

♪

[eerie music]

♪

Sweetie.

♪

[gasps]

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. [chuckles]

[light eerie music]

♪

[sighs]

[music intensifies]

♪

[bells tolling]

All rise.

[suspenseful music]

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

you are hereby sentenced to death by lethal injection.

[crowd murmurs] May Got mercy on your soul.

[gavel bangs] - 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.

[camera shutters click] - 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. - [scoffs]

- 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... [sniffles]

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

♪

Okay?

O-okay.

Okay, it's a date.

Come on. Go ahead.

[laughing]

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.

♪

[machine whirring]

♪

Got to love the attention to detail.

♪

[people chanting eerily]

♪

[child giggling]