Child's Play 3
1991
Chucky: I got a new game we can play. It's called "Hide the Soul". Trust me, you'll love it.
Chucky: (looking at Andy's copy of "PlayPen"- an adult magazine) My, how you've grown.
Chucky: I got a new body lined up and I'm not gonna let you spoil it. Andy Barclay: Tyler. Chucky: Right. Just think, Chucky's gonna be a bro.
Colonel Cochrane: At Kent, we take bed wetters and we turn them into men. So grow-up, Barclay, it's time to forget these fantasies of killer dolls.
Andy Barclay: What are you doing? Whitehearst: Polishing Sheldon's shoes. Andy Barclay: He makes you polish his shoes? Whitehearst: No, I offered out of the kindness of my heart.
Shelton: Relax, Barclay, it's only paint.
Sergeant Clark: If you get hit, you are dead, so hike back to base.
DeSilva: (whispers) Asshole. Shelton: What was that DeSilva? DeSilva: I said you asshole, sir.
Chucky: Don't fuck with the Chuck.
Chucky: Who the fuck are YOU? Tyler: I thought you Good Guy Dolls only said three sentences. Chucky: I'm new and improved.
Chucky: Just like the good ol' days. Nothin' like a good strangulation to get the circulation goin'.
Chucky: Presto - - you're dead. It's definitely YOU.
Chucky: Oh you gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me.
Chucky: I've gotta get out of this body.
Andy Barclay: We killed you. Chucky: You know what they say. "You just can't keep a Good Guy down."
Sgt. Botnick: The Romans invented the military cut. You know why? Andy Barclay: Why? Sgt. Botnick: To keep their hair short.
Shelton: Who said you could look at me? DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? Andy Barclay: Shelton. Shelton: That's Lieutenant Colonel Shelton to you, asshole. Andy Barclay: Lt Colonel Shelton. Shelton: No, Lieutenant Colonel Shelton, SIR.
Shelton: Whitehearst, you are without a doubt the sorriest excuse for a cadet I've ever seen. Wouldn't you agree? Whitehearst: No, Sir. I do not agree, Sir. Shelton: Are you contradicting me, you sorry-ass sack of shit?
Chucky: Tyler? Come out, come out wherever you are. Olly olly oxen free. Get out here you little son of a bitch.
Mr Sullivan: And what are children after all, but consumer trainees?
Chucky: (searching for Andy on the internet) Come on, Andy. Where are you, you little shit?
Shelton: (laughs) What's the matter Barclay, huh? You homesick? You miss your mommy? (picks up his shoe to find that it is scratched) Shelton: What the fuck is this? Andy Barclay: Don't worry about your shoe all right? I'll polish it, just give me back the doll. Shelton: No, You listen to me. Tell Whitehurst he's off the hook, huh? I got myself another slave and clean up this mess. (gives him back the shoe) Shelton: You've got 5 demerits. Andy Barclay: What about the doll? Shelton: My kid sister's birthday is coming up. I think she's gunna love it, don't you? (makes the doll wave goodbye)
Sgt. Botnick: A haircut ain't regulation, soldier. Chucky: Regulate this (slits the barber's throat)