Bride of Chucky Page #4

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evidence suggests that his death|may be linked to another body...

found earlier today.

Damien Baylock, whose real name|was Howard Fitzwater,

was dragged from the East River|this afternoon.

Detective Preston, is there a|connection between these two murders?

Could be.

- Possibly.|- Is this the work of a serial killer?

- Maybe.|- I didn't say that.

No, sir, you didn't, but what can|you tell us about these murders?

Nothing.

I can tell you that this used to be|a nice rural community...

She's alive! Alive!

The bride of Frankenstein.

I promise to love, honor and cherish|till death do us part.

I promise to love, honor and cherish|till death do us part.

You got that right.

She hate me.

We belong dead.

Give me the power,|I beg of you.

Awake!

Awake!

What a crock.

You son of a b*tch!|What have you done to me?

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.

I wouldn't marry you|if you had the body of G.I. Joe.

Hey, Raggedy Ann, you looked|in the mirror lately?

Now's not the time|to get picky. Hmm.

Face it, Tiff.

You need me. Otherwise,|you're stuck like this for good.

I don't need you.|I'll look it up myself.

Oh, go ahead. Chapter six.

Page 217.

The Heart of Damballa.|What's that?

An amulet.

We need it to transfer|our souls into human bodies.

Okay.|And where the hell is it?

I was wearing it|around my neck...

the night those bastards|gunned me down.

It was buried with my corpse|in Hackensack, New Jersey.

- All right, let's go.|- Sure. I'll steer and|you can work the pedals.

We're dolls, you dope!

Oh, my God! What are we gonna do?

Ay-yi-yi.

- Shut up.|- You shut up.

I don't get it.|Why don't you just mail the dolls?

These dolls are very special.

What do you mean,|"special"?

I mean there's 500 bucks in it for you|if you get 'em there by tomorrow.

No questions asked.

I'd do it myself,|but I have to take care of a friend...

who's mentally|incapacitated.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll do it.

But I want a thousand.

Okay, sweetface,|I can give you half now,

and my friend in Jersey|will give you the rest.

Color me|your color, baby

Color me your car

Color me your color,|darlin'

I know who you are

Come up off|your color chart

I know where|you're coming from

- Call me |- Call me

On the line

Call me,|call me any, anytime

- Call me |- Call me

My love, you can call me|any day or night

Call me

Wow!

Barbie,|eat your heart out.

Uh... um...

- Just act natural.|- Right.

- Call me |- Call me

My love, call me,|call me any, anytime

- Call me |- Call me

My love, call me,|call me for some overtime

"Please deliver dolls|to caretaker's office.

Forest Creek Cemetery.|Hackensack, New Jersey.

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