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| 8 Year Old Chucky: Hey mister! Are you gunna start cussin' n'stuff? HEY! I know! We could go eat pizza and infect the world with dysentery and then save them from it and be all like the good guys! | |
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| 8 Year Old Chucky: You look kind of creepy like a big old male school counselor that gets drunk and thinks nobody knows about it but really everyone knows and laughs at him behind his back. | |
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| Chester: Dude, what the fuck is this? | |
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| The Real Chuck or an Unreasonable Facsimile: What's the matter? No te gusta? | |
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