Catherine Hicks credited as playing...
Karen Barclay
- Karen Barclay: [she grabs Chucky] Talk to me.
- [pause]
- Karen Barclay: Come on, talk!
- [pause]
- Karen Barclay: I said, "talk to me", damn it!
- [Chucky gives no answer]
- Karen Barclay: All right! I'll make you talk!
- [Karen grabs Chucky, lights up her fireplace and holds Chucky near the fire]
- Karen Barclay: I SAID TALK TO ME, DAMN IT, OR ELSE I'M GONNA THROW YOU IN THE FIRE!
- [Chucky comes alive]
- Chucky: [screams] YOU STUPID BITCH, YOU FILTHY SLUT! I'LL TEACH YOU TO FUCK WITH ME!
- [Chucky attacks Karen]
- Andy Barclay: Chucky says Aunt Maggie was a bitch and got what she deserved.
- Karen Barclay: Andy! How can you say something so horrible?
- Andy Barclay: I didn't say it! Chucky did!
- Karen Barclay: Andy, who're you talking to?
- Andy Barclay: Chucky.
- Karen Barclay: Chucky, huh?
- Andy Barclay: Yeah. He's sitting right over there.
- Karen Barclay: Chucky's been talking to you too hasn't he?
- Andy Barclay: Yes.
- Karen Barclay: What's he been saying?
- Andy Barclay: All kinds of things. His real name is Charles Lee Ray. And he's been sent down, from Heaven, by Daddy to play with me.
- Karen Barclay: Anything else?
- Andy Barclay: Yes. He said Aunt Maggie was a real bitch, and got what she deserved.
- Karen Barclay: Andy, how could you say something so horrible?
- Andy Barclay: I didn't say it Chucky did.
- Karen Barclay: Andy, you're making this up.
- Andy Barclay: But I'm not. Chucky's alive. Really, he is.
- Karen Barclay: Andy! Chucky... Chucky's a doll. He's made out of plastic and stuffing. Now look at him - look at him. Now does he *look* like anything else to you?
- Andy Barclay: Don't! You'll hurt him!
- Karen Barclay: Andy! LOOK! Now, you really don't think Chucky is alive, do you?
- Andy Barclay: But he is.
- Karen Barclay: Andy, *STOP IT!* Please!
- Andy Barclay: It's 'cause of Aunt Maggie, you're yelling at me, isn't it?
- Karen Barclay: Yes, I guess it is.
- Andy Barclay: I'm sorry. I'll stop telling stories.
- Karen Barclay: Okay. You wanna sleep in with me tonight?
- Andy Barclay: No, it's alright. I've got Chucky.
- [Karen leaves. Andy turns to Chucky]
- Andy Barclay: You're right, Chucky. She didn't believe me.
- Maggie Peterson: Karen!
- Karen Barclay: Hi.
- Maggie Peterson: You know that doll that you wanted for Andy. Only costs a hundred bucks?
- Karen Barclay: Yeah. The Good Guy doll.
- Maggie Peterson: There's a peddler in the alley. Behind the store. And I think he's got one.
- Karen Barclay: What? What would a peddler be doing with a doll?
- Maggie Peterson: Who cares! Would you grab your purse and come on? We can get a deal on it.
- Karen Barclay: But, I can't just leave my counter.
- Maggie Peterson: Do you want the damn doll or don't ya?
- Karen Barclay: Of course I do.
- Maggie Peterson: Well, then come on.
- [grabs Karen's hand]
- Maggie Peterson: Come on!
- Karen Barclay: Alright!
- Maggie Peterson: [opens garage door] There he is.
- [Maggie & Karen walk over to Peddler]
- Maggie Peterson: Okay. Show her.
- [Peddler presents Good Guy doll]
- Maggie Peterson: [to Karen] Well, is it a Good Guy or not?
- Maggie Peterson: It is. It is!
- Maggie Peterson: Yeah, well, I told you.
- Karen Barclay: Oh, uh, how much do you want for it?
- Peddler: Fifty bucks.
- Maggie Peterson: Ten and not a penny more.
- Peddler: Thirty.
- Maggie Peterson: W-What? Are you kidding? That thing is not worth thirty dollars.
- Peddler: Hey, look, take it or leave it. Somebody else can buy it.
- Karen Barclay: I'll take it!
- Maggie Peterson: Karen! It's too much money.
- Karen Barclay: No, it isn't. You have no idea how much Andy wants this doll.
- Maggie Peterson: But, we don't even know if the damn thing works.
- Peddler: [hands Karen Good Guy doll box] There you go, lady. May it bring you and your kid a lot of joy, huh.
- Karen Barclay: Thank you.
- Maggie Peterson: Hey, hold on, you! H-How do we know if the damn thing isn't stolen, huh?
- Peddler: Ah, steal this!
- [gives inappropriate gesture to Maggie]
- Maggie Peterson: Ah, steal this, yourself.
- Karen Barclay: Maggie.
- [grabs Maggie's hand]
- Maggie Peterson: I think I dated him.
- Karen Barclay: [laughs] Come on, we gotta get back to work.
- Mike Norris: Miss Barclay!
- Karen Barclay: Detective Norris!
- Mike Norris: You no been to school to pick up your son yet?
- Karen Barclay: No I came directly from work why?
- Mike Norris: Let's go to my office!
- Karen Barclay: Is there something wrong with Andy?
- Mike Norris: Please!
- [Referring that Andy is in the station]
- Mike Norris: I don't know how to tell you this Miss Barclay.
- Karen Barclay: Tell me what?
- Mr. Criswell: [Karen and Maggie return to their shift] Miss Barclay so nice of you to drop by, had a nice break?
- Karen Barclay: Sorry Mr. Criswell I was only gone for a moment.
- Maggie Peterson: Don't be hard on her Mr. Criswell we were just downstairs getting her son a birthday present.
- Mr. Criswell: We have specified break times for activities like that Miss Peterson.
- [to Karen]
- Mr. Criswell: Mrs. Howell has taken sick and we're short handed tonight. You have to fill in for her.
- Karen Barclay: [Taken aback] I can't! I have to pick up my son from daycare in an hour!
- Mr. Criswell: I' m sorry but this is an emergency.
- Maggie Peterson: Wait a second. I will take over for her.
- Mr. Criswell: Miss Peterson you work in shoes, not in jewelery. You'll simply have to do it. Now you can take off at 5 but you have to be back by 7.
- Karen Barclay: It's my son's birthday.
- Mr. Criswell: Miss Barclay, are you happy with your job here?
- Karen Barclay: [Defeated] Yes of course I am.
- Mr. Criswell: Then I suggest that...
- Maggie Peterson: [Interrupting] Chill out will you, Walter? I will take of Andy for you.
- Karen Barclay: Oh Maggie you can't.
- Maggie Peterson: Don't be silly. It will be the hottest date I had in months.
- Mr. Criswell: [sarcastically] I can't imagine why.
- Karen Barclay: Hey mister! I'm not going to hurt you. Do you remember me?
- Peddler: No I don't.
- Karen Barclay: I bought a doll from you.
- Peddler: Doll?
- Karen Barclay: Yes a Good-Guy doll with my friend at the back of the department store a few days ago. Do you remember?
- Peddler: Oh yeah doll. What about it?
- Karen Barclay: Where did you get it?
- Peddler: What would you give if I told you?
- Karen Barclay: I don't have much!
- [Takes money out of her purse]
- Karen Barclay: You're welcome to whatever I have!
- Peddler: [Snatches the money and throws it away] Not enough! What else you got?
- Karen Barclay: That's all I got!
- Peddler: All you got? Is that all you got?
- [Looks at Karen's legs]
- Peddler: You have a lot!
- Karen Barclay: [Petrified] No!
- [the peddler undoes his fly and forces himself onto her]
- Karen Barclay: No stop!
- Karen Barclay: [arrives at the police station by taxi] Detective Norris!
- [runs over to Mike]
- Mike Norris: Mrs. Barclay, what are you doing back here?
- Karen Barclay: Andy was telling the truth. Chucky is alive and he killed Eddie Caputo.
- Mike Norris: What?
- Karen Barclay: I took him home to my apartment and I was about to throw away the box that he came in, when the batteries fell out.
- [produces the batteries to Mike]
- Karen Barclay: Don't you see? He's been moving and talking for days without any batteries in him!
- Mike Norris: What are you talking about?
- Karen Barclay: How I found out the doll was alive. See, I threatened to throw him into the fireplace, when all of a sudden, he came alive in my hand. I dropped him, and he got up and ran out of the apartment.
- [Mike stares at her for a moment]
- Mike Norris: Good night, Mrs. Barclay.
- [starts to walk away]
- Karen Barclay: Wait a minute!
- [grabs Mike by his arm and he turns back to look at her]
- Karen Barclay: I am telling the truth. He killed Maggie. He killed Eddie Caputo.
- Mike Norris: Look, Mrs. Barclay. I sympathize with you. I really do. I hated what happened in there today. But lying is not going to help your son!
- Karen Barclay: Lying?
- [pulls up her coat sleeve]
- Karen Barclay: Does this look like I'm lying?
- [shows Mike the bite mark Chucky gave her on her arm]
- Mike Norris: How did you get those?
- Karen Barclay: Chucky bit me.
- Mike Norris: [rolls his eyes] Oh, for God's sake.
- [starts walking away again, but Karen grabs his arm again to make him look at her]
- Karen Barclay: All right. Don't believe me.
- [runs over to the taxi]
- Mike Norris: Where you going?
- Karen Barclay: To find Chucky.
- Mike Norris: How you going to do that?
- Karen Barclay: I bought from a peddler where I work. I'll start there.
- [climbs into the taxi]
- Mike Norris: That isn't a good part of town to be at this time of night.
- [the taxi drives off]
- Mike Norris: [yells after Karen as the taxi pulls away] Mrs. Barclay, do you hear me? You don't want to go there at this time of night!
- [watches the taxi drive off in the distance]
- Mike Norris: [rolls his eyes] God damn it.
- [walks to his car]