Child's Play Page #2

if you watched the news.

Andy, is that you?

How did that happen?

Hello?

Hi. How's it going?

How's Andy?

- Karen?

- Who else? Is something wrong?

No.

Everything's fine.

You don't sound

like everything's fine.

I just had a bit of

the alone-at-night willies.

Now, would you

stop worrying and...

give Criswell

a kick in the pants for me.

You got it.

Listen. Thank you for everything.

You're a real pal.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Give Andy a kiss for me.

See you soon. Bye.

What is wrong with me?

I'm scaring myself

half to death.

Get away from this barricade.

Move it back.

There's nothing to see.

Let's move this police line back.

Go on home, folks, please.

She was on the sixth floor.

Whoa, miss!

What are you doing?

I live here.

Mommy!

Oh, thank God.

Are you all right?

I'm so glad.

I got so scared when--

What's wrong? Where's Maggie?

- She had an accident.

- What kind of an accident?

Mrs. Barclay,

I'm Detective Mike Norris, homicide.

Could I talk to you

out in the hall?

- Why? What's happened to Maggie?

- Please.

I'll be right back.

Look, Mrs. Barclay--

What?

- Miss Peterson's dead, Mrs. Barclay.

- What?

- How?

- She fell from your kitchen window.

- No!

- Whoa.

You all right?

Yes.

Come on.

Do you got any idea

what these are?

No.

They look like footprints,

don't they? Very small footprints.

- What are you implying?

- I don't know.

What would Andy be doing

up on the counter, right?

I already checked his closet.

None of his shoes matched these prints.

Mommy?

Chucky wanted to know

what was going on.

I want you to go to bed.

We are very busy.

- But Mom--

- Right now, please.

What's on your feet?

Good Guy pj sneakers.

Wow. Come here.

- Can I see the bottoms of them?

- Sure.

Look at this. There's a gun.

Is that a cowboy hat?

Andy, get into bed.

I'll be in to tuck you in.

- But Mom--

- Right now!

Why are you treating Andy

like this?

If he says he doesn't know how those

footprints got there, then he doesn't.

Look, somebody made those footprints.

If not Andy, then who?

I don't know

and I don't care.

I've just lost my best friend

to a horrible accident...

and I would like some time alone with

my son who I'm sure is just as upset.

I'm sorry.

I'll clear everybody out of here

right away.

Hey, guys, you done?

Let's go.

Let's go, everybody.

Out of here!

What do you think

was so important...

about my sneakers, Chucky?

You don't know either, do you?

Let me know if you find anything out

about those footprints.

I know who was

on the kitchen counter.

- Who, Andy?

- Chucky!

Your doll?

That's enough stories for tonight.

Back to bed. I mean it!

Good night, detective.

- What?

- Are you going to call me?

- You don't give up, do you?

- I just-- I hate loose ends.

And I hate people

who don't know when stop.

- Ouch. A spirited lady.

- No kidding.

I want that autopsy report

first thing tomorrow...

and anything you can find out

about the Barclays.

You got it! Anything else?

Yeah. Here.

Get this to the lab.

I found it in the corner

of the kitchen.

- What is this?

- Possible murder weapon.

Come on. You're kidding me.

Hey, you are kidding me,

aren't you?

Who are you talking to?

Chucky.

Chucky, huh?

Yeah, sure, Chucky.

He's sitting right over there.

Chucky's been talking to you too,

hasn't he?

- What's he been saying?

- All kinds of things.

His real name

is Charles Lee Ray...

and he's been sent down

from heaven by Daddy...

to play with me.

He has, has he?

Anything else?

Yes. He said Aunt Maggie

was a real b*tch...

and got what she deserved.

Andy, how can you say

something so horrible?

I didn't say it. Chucky did.

Andy, stop it. You know perfectly well

that you're making this up!

But I'm not. Chucky's alive.

Really, he is.

Chucky-- Chucky's a doll.

He's made of plastic

and stuffing.

Look at him.

Does he look like anything else?

Don't, you'll hurt him.

Andy, look!

You don't really think

that Chucky is alive, do you?

But he is.

Andy, stop it! Please!

It's 'cause of Aunt Maggie

you're yelling at me, isn't it?

Yes. Yes, I guess it is.

I'm sorry.

I'll stop making up stories.

Thanks, champ.

Do you want to sleep

in with me tonight?

No, it's all right.

I've got Chucky.

Come on, into bed.

Good night, sweetheart.

I love you.

Bye-bye.

You're right, Chucky.

She didn't believe me.

Hi. I like to be hugged.

Good. I'd love to hug you too.

You sure you're all right

about last night?

No bad dreams

about Aunt Maggie?

And Chucky's only a doll, right?

Off to school then.

I love you tons.

43rd street.

Next stop, 47th.

Is that Eddie's?

Look, you stay here.

I have to go tinkle.

I'll be right there, Chucky!

- Mrs. Barclay?

- I came as soon as I got your message.

You haven't picked up your son

from school?

- I came directly from work. Why?

- Let's go into my office.

- Is something wrong with Andy?

- Please.

- I don't know how to tell you this.

- Tell me what?

Do you have any idea why your

Aunt Maggie fell out of that window?

- Yes.

- Could you tell me why?

'Cause she saw Chucky and

it scared her so much, she fell out.

She did, huh?

So why did Chucky

go to see Eddie Caputo?

Mommy!

All right, sweetheart.

Come on.

Now listen to me, okay?

Nobody believes you about Chucky.

Unless you start telling the truth

right now...

they're going to

take you away from me.

You hear that, Chucky?

They're taking me away

unless you say something.

Please, say something.

Come on, Chucky!

Say something!

Tell me why you lied to me

about everything.

Come on, Chucky!

Say something!

Tell me!

Hi! I'm Chucky and

I'm your friend to the end. Hidey-ho.

Mommy, he's doing it on purpose!

He told me never to tell about him

or he'd kill me.

Mrs. Barclay, my name is Dr. Ardmore.

I'm from County General.

I've seen more than enough.

Maybe Andy should spend

a couple of days with us.

Well, say something,

you little bastard.

Say something, damn it!

Hi. I like to be hugged.

"He wants you

for a best friend."

Yeah, sure.

Hi. I'm Chucky!

Want to play?

Talk to me.

Come on, talk!

I said talk to me, damn it!

All right!

Then I'm going to make you talk!

Talk to me,

or I'll throw you in the fire!

You stupid b*tch!

You filthy slut!

I'll teach you

to f*** with me!

Stop!

Detective Norris!

- What are you doing back here?

- Andy was telling the truth.

- Chucky is alive and killed Caputo.

- What?

I was about to throw away the box

he came in when the batteries fell out.

Don't you see? He's been moving

and talking without any batteries.

- What are you talking about?

- How I found out the doll is alive.

I threatened

to throw him into the fireplace...

when all of a sudden,

he came alive.

I dropped him, and he ran out

of the apartment.

Good night, Mrs. Barclay.

Wait a minute!

I am telling you the truth!

- He killed Maggie and Caputo.

- Look, I sympathize with you.

I hated what happened in there today,

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