Cult of Chucky Page #2

I only hope she's doing okay.

She's not okay.

Excuse me?

Chucky told me.

Angela.

He called me.

On the phone.

He said to tell you he's coming for you...

Now that you can have visitors.

You think this is funny?

No.

I don't.

It's okay, Angie.

It's okay.

Okay, it was inevitable

that this would come up.

And it's important that we all

explore it together as a group.

I think I have something that will help.

Hi, I'm Chucky. Wanna play?

Whoa!

- Is that a...

- It's just a Good Guy doll,

one of thousands made back in the '80s.

No, he said, "Chucky"!

They had 50 different names.

Two percent of them were "Chucky."

- You're saying it's a coincidence?

- Not at all. I paid for a Chucky.

Where'd you get it?

Hot Topic.

Nica, this doesn't make you

uncomfortable, does it?

No, not at all.

Oh, my God.

What is it, Madeleine?

He's my baby.

Oh.

Open up, sweetheart.

Here comes the choo-choo.

It's too hot for him.

I like to be hugged.

I can't believe he's talking already!

Madeleine, stop it!

Your baby is dead. You know that.

What is your problem?

Why can't you just let her be happy?

You think that's the way to make her happy?

Letting her play house

with some psycho killer's trophy?

- Give him back.

- "Him"?

That's an interesting choice of pronoun.

Are you still having trouble separating

reality from that sick sh*t in your head?

No.

Unfortunately, these days,

reality is painfully clear.

Now give him back.

What are you gonna do, Nica?

You gonna stab me? Cut my throat?

Chop off my head?

Don't be ridiculous.

We don't even have access to real cutlery.

The only thing I could get my hands on are

the barbiturates they give me every morning

that I've been stockpiling for months,

waiting for the right b*tch

to come along to poison.

Here.

Thank you.

- Sure.

- Are you okay, Chucky?

I'm Mark, by the way.

It's nice to meet you.

I've heard a lot about you.

What?

From Michael.

He's in the pool right now, getting ready

for Tokyo in 2020, but don't tell anyone.

Michael Phelps?

He's retired.

Oh. Oh.

God, this is embarrassing.

I f***ing hate it when this happens,

especially around a pretty girl.

It's actually one of my triggers.

His real name is Malcolm.

We call him Multiple Malcolm.

Nobody calls me that.

Excuse me.

Nica, you have a visitor.

Nica, this is Ms. Valentine,

your niece's legal guardian.

You're Alice's guardian?

That's right.

I'm sorry, but you seem really familiar.

Did anyone ever tell you,

you look exactly like Jennifer Tilly?

Yeah, I get that a lot.

You're not quite what I expected, either.

What did you expect?

Somebody taller.

You don't seem very dangerous.

You don't seem very motherly.

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