Chucky: Why fight it, Andy? We're going to be very close. In fact, we're gonna be fucking inseparable. Joanne: I was thinking maybe we should get something for Andy to make him feel more at home. Phil: How about some Valium? Andy Barclay: Where are we going? Kyle: Home. Andy Barclay: Where's home? Kyle: Andy, I have no idea. Chucky: You've been very naughty Miss Kettlewell. Mattson: What do you want me to do with the doll? Mr. Sullivan: Stick it up your ass. Chucky: Playtime's over. Chucky: I promise I won't kill anyone else.
[musing a knife that has just replaced his hand] Chucky: I hate kids.
[Andy and Chucky enter the Good Guy factory] Chucky: We're home. Tommy: Hi. I'm Tommy. Chucky: Shut up. You idiot.
[Chucky punches Tommy] Tommy: [malfunctioning] I like to be hugged. I like to be hugged. I like to be hugged. Chucky: Hug this!
[bludgeons the doll with a figurine] Chucky: Shut up and drive before I kick your fuckin' teeth in. Chucky: Eat dirt, Tommy Chucky: Now it's time to play "Hide the soul." Chucky: [to Andy] Snap out of it! You act like you've never seen a dead body before!