Child's Play 3 Page #2

(Both) 'HideyI ho!'

'So, all aboard for highI flying fun

'With me, your friend till the end,

'the Good Guy doll from Play Pal.'

(Boy) Come on, man!

(Thud)

(Banging)

(Banging)

(Banging continues)

Are you OK?

The bastards! F***ing bastards!

What happened?

Shelton, that's What happened.

Shelton and his goddamn lackeys.

Thank you. I'm fine.

I'm Andy.

You must be new. Otherwise you'd know

there's no individuality here.

Certainly no first names.

Yeah, right, I forgot. Barclay.

Whitehurst.

Harold Aubrey for the record.

So, uh, Who's this Shelton?

Cadet Lieutenant Colonel

Brett C Shelton.

He's God around here.

Don't expect any mercy from him.

Welcome to hell, Barclay.

I All present and accounted for.

I Thank you, Major Ellis.

You're a new boy, huh?

Yeah.

I How you doing?

I Pretty good.

Who said you could look at me?

Do you know Who I am?!

Shelton?

That's Lieutenant Colonel

Shelton to you, a**hole!

(Barclay) Lieutenant Colonel Shelton.

No. Lieutenant Colonel Shelton...

..sir.

Lieutenant Colonel Shelton, sir.

What's your name, dipWeed?

Barclay.

I Sir.

I Louder.

I Sir!

I Louder!

SIR!

That's much better, new boy.

That's much better.

(Shelton) Sh*t, Whitehurst.

You are Without a doubt

the most pathetic thing

I have ever seen!

Wouldn't you agree?

I asked you a question, nimrod!

No, sir! I don't agree, sir!

Are you contradicting me,

you sorryI ass sack of sh*t?!

You a**hole.

What did you say?

I said, you a**hole, sir!

You think you're pretty funny.

Yes, I do, sir.

Why don't you drop

and give me 25 right now.

I 25 What, sir?

I 25 pushI ups, De Silva.

One, sir. two, sir...

Now, you Women might think that

because you're so much more delicate,

you deserve some sort

of special treatment,

and once a month We're just

going to get on out of your Way.

Well, you can forget it.

The same rules apply for everybody.

(De Silva) 18, sir. 1g, sir.

(Shelton) Only the fittest survive.

(De Silva) 22, sir. 23, sir.

OneI handed.

24...sir. 25...sir.

Recover.

(Chattering)

How you doing, Tyler?

Sorry. Nothing from your dad today.

Maybe tomorrow.

Listen, he's busy flying jets,

defending the country.

I He'll Write When he can.

I I know.

Hey!

I got a job for you.

Would you give this

to the new kid for me? Barclay.

Yes, sir.

Thattaboy.

Oop!

(Chattering)

ow! Watch it, kid! AnyWay,

how could you be so stupid?

Hey, look out!

(Paper rips)

(Door shuts)

A Good Guy.

Ah!

Who the f*** are you?

I thought you guys

only said three sentences.

I'm new and improved.

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