Bride of Chucky (1998)
Brad Dourif: Chucky
Chucky : What would Martha Stewart say?
Tiffany : Fuck Martha Stewart! Martha Stewart can kiss my shiny plastic butt! Here I am, slaving a way over a hot stove, making cookies... making Swedish meatballs, and for what? A man who doesn't appreciate me! For a man that can't even wash one fucking dish! For a man who isn't even a man at all where it counts, if you get my drift! -to Jade- Take it from me honey, plastic is no substitute for a nice hunk of wood!
Chucky : I didn't hear her complaining last night. Any guy would need a hunk of plastic, probably battery operated to get a reaction out of you in bed. And by the way, where the hell did you learn to bake?
Chucky : I give them six months, three if she gains weight.
Chucky : Hi. I'm Chucky, wanna play?
Damien : Where the hell did you get this thing?
Tiffany : Got it from the cops. It's the actual doll from those murders. I... stitched him together.
Damien : You've got to be kidding me.
Tiffany : No I'm not kidding you, I...
Damien : Oh come on, Tiffany. I knew you were obsessed, but...
Tiffany : I'm not obsessed.
Damien : Chucky? He's so... 80s.
Tiffany : No he's not.
Damien : He isn't even scary.
Tiffany : Yes he is.
Damien : Look at him. What are you lookin at punk? You lookin at me?
Tiffany : Alright, so, I was wrong. I thought he'd make an... interesting toy... Damien?
Damien : Yeah?
Tiffany : Wanna play?
Damien : ...Okay
Tiffany : You know, Chucky, I still have the ring.
Chucky : What ring?
Tiffany : The ring. The one you left for me. I found it on the mantle the night you were killed. I've never taken it off.
Chucky : Oh, that. The one I got from Vivian VanPelt.
Tiffany : Vivian who?
Chucky : Vivian VanPelt. I dumped her in the river, remember? That ring is worth five or six grand easy.
Tiffany : You mean... you weren't gonna ask me to marry you?
Chucky : What, are you fuckin' nuts?
[Jade accidentally knocks the head off of Charles Lee Ray's corpse]
Chucky : Bitch! You broke my neck!
Spelling Computer : Spell "woman".
Spelling Computer : B-I-T-C-H. That is incorrect. The correct spelling of woman in "W-O-M...
Chucky : [throws spelling computer against the wall] Shows how much you know.
Bride doll : I promise to honor, love, and cherish, till death us do part.
Chucky : You got that right!
Tiffany : I was thinking about what you said about wanting to get married...
Chucky : Yeah?
Tiffany : I think it would be time for you to settle down!
Chucky : Babe, you made the best choice ever! You won't regret this, I promise. I'm going to treat you like a princess.
Tiffany : [rips off wrapping paper and places Bride doll into Chucky's cage]
Chucky : What's that?
Tiffany : Your bride!
Bride doll : With this ring I thee wed...
Tiffany : Oh, Chucky! She's beautiful!
Tiffany : [throws rice at Chucky and laughs]
Chucky : You are so dead!
Chucky : Face it, Tiff. You need me, otherwise you're stuck like this for good.
Tiffany : [Reading the book on "Voodoo For Dummies"] I don't need you, I'll look it up myself.
Chucky : Oh, go ahead. Chapter six. Page two-seventeen.
Tiffany : 'The heart of Dambala'... what's that?
Chucky : An amulet! We need it to transfer our souls into human bodies.
Tiffany : OK. And where the hell is it?
Chucky : [Holding up newspaper clipping of his death] I was wearing it around my neck the night those bastards gunned me down. It was buried with my corpse, in Hackensack, New Jersey.
Tiffany : All right. Let's go.
Chucky : Oh, sure. I'll steer and you can work the peddles. We're DOLLS ya dope!
Tiffany : [Begins to cry] Oh my god, what are we gonna do!
Chucky : Aye aye aye.
[Tiffany continues to cry]
Chucky : Shut up!
Tiffany : [Stops crying] You shut up.
[Warren is trying to get into Jesse's van, and goes off for a crowbar]
Tiffany : Who the hell's this bozo? What's he doing?
Chucky : Screwing with our ride, that's what.
[pulls out knife]
Chucky : Ahh, what the hell, I need the exercise.
Tiffany : Were you born with that knife superglued to your hand or what?
Chucky : What are you talking about?
Tiffany : For god's sake Chucky, drag yourself into the 90s. Stabbings went out with Bundy and Dahmer. You look like Martha Stewart with that thing.
Chucky : Who the fuck is Martha Stewart?
Tiffany : My idol. And what does Martha tell you to do when friends drop by for dinner and you haven't had time to shop? You improvise.
Jade : What are you gonna do to us?
Chucky : Funny you should ask.
Tiffany : These bodies are okay. But they're like apartments were just renting. But now we're movin' on up.
Chucky : Like George and Weezy.
Tiffany : And we're lookin' to buy.
Chucky : And you know what they say about real estate - Location, location, location. Well, you guys are in the right place at the wrong time.
Tiffany : [Chucky has just transfered Tiffany's soul into a doll] You son of a bitch! What have you done to me?
Tiffany : You got your wish. You're mine now doll. And if you know what's good for you, you are going to love, honor, and obey!
Tiffany : I wouldn't marry you if you had the body of G.I.Joe
Chucky : Hey, Raggedy Anne, you looked in the mirror lately? Now's not the time to get picky
Chucky : [Warren is hit in the face with a bunch of nails, making him look like Pinhead from Hellraiser (1987)] Why does that look so familiar?
Chucky : Figures you'd hitch us a ride with a fugitive.
[Tiffany throws a bottle of champagne into the mirrored bed canopy, sending down shards of glass killing Russ and Diane]
Chucky : I love you.