Seed of Chucky Page #3

You're a later bloomer, that's all.

And it's high time

that you had a real name.

Let's see, I'm gonna call you...

Glen.

Glen? What kind of name

is that for a girl?

Don't listen to him, honey.

From now on, your name is...

Glenda.

Run, Glenda!

Geez! What a mess!

There you are, mister good bar.

Jennifer Tilly!

Hello!

Oh my God!

You look so real.

You look so real!

You're cuter than

my last boyfriend.

I think we make

a lovely couple.

Jennifer! Mrs. Tilly!

Were you having an affair with him?

I don't know what

you're talking about.

Pete Peters,

Celebrities Reveal.

- Jennifer, what did you see?

- You want me to draw a picture?

- Somebody give her a piece of paper!

- I'm not going to draw a picture.

Don't feel bad, you're an

actress, not an artist, uh?

What were you doing

when you saw the body?

No comments.

Jennifer, I love you.

Jennifer, I love you.

Is it true that you and

Redman talked about...

you starring in his

new movie?

- Yes, as a matter of fact, I...

- Can I have your autograph?

Okay, sure.

We've heard about

your obsession with chocolate.

Hey, hold on,

you forgot the head.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Jennifer, how old

are you really?

- Paparazzi scum bag!

- What year were you born?

- I want the set of the film, okay?

- Sure.

What are you hiding?

- Are you okay?

- I am now.

So are you a pair

of ninja assassins?

Are you hit men for the Yakuza?

We're not from Japan.

We're from Jersey.

Just think. Jennifer Tilly

is playing me in a movie.

- It's absolutely perfect casting.

- But that voice?

I know, she sounds

just like an angel.

Now I've got it all

figured it out.

I'm gonna transfer my soul

into Jennifer...

and you're gonna transfer your

soul into Redman.

I'm down with that.

We'll diss these plastic bodies

once and for all...

and we'll be Hollywood's

hottest couple!

- What about me?

- Don't worry, Glenda.

I've got that

figured it out too.

You are going to be

a real life girl.

- Boy.

- How?

Well, I'm not getting pregnant

again, I'll tell you that much.

My mother always told me...

"once is a blessing,

twice is a curse. "

That would explain your sister.

The only sensible option

is a surrogate mother.

- I have something important...

- Hold on a second, sweetheart.

- Hello?

- What are you doing?

I'm busy.

- I do have a life, you know?

- Turn on the news.

We have discovered

the victim's body.

As of yet there's no

official confirmation...

as to whether or not

Mrs. Tilly is a suspect

- Jesus!

- Can you believe it?

Are you okay?

I've had better days.

Listen Joan, I need you

to do something for me.

I need you to get me

a bottle of champagne...

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