Chucky (2021) s01e04 Episode Script

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Previously on "Chucky"
You dressed up as
his dead dad, my uncle.
It got, like, 400 likes.
I wish I could, like,
protect you or something.
- You hate her?
- Of course I hate her.
What what if I'm not a killer?
Everybody's a killer if
you push 'em far enough.
I want to apologize.
I'm sure you want to know
what you can do for me.
I want Chucky!
- Chucky.
- Chucky?
Give her what she wants.
Chucky!
- She can have him?
- Yeah.
I don't want you to think
we're, like, friends or something.
Hey. Sorry, it took forever
for my parents to leave.
Hey, kid. I'm gonna go kill your sister.
Chucky, when did you become a killer?
Let me tell you
the story of my first time.
I helped.
You got guts, kid. I'll give you that.
Battalion 12, fire is across
the mansion right now.
It can change, but it's
nowhere near contained.
Copy that, Battalion 12.
I'll work on getting
a secondary battalion
out your way, along
with a transport wagon.
An ambulance is on its way as well.
I'm very sorry to have
to tell you this
No! No.
Anybody tell us how long
he has to be in here?
Huh? Does anybody know?
I would just like to know
how long my son is going to be here.
Shortness of breath? No?
- No, I'm okay.
- Okay.
Just my throat's a little scratchy.
Jake!
You're here.
Chucky did it.
Did he kill your dad too?
Holy shit!
I mean, fuck.
Yeah.
How?
I don't know.
Well, when did you find out?
Talent show.
So that was him talking?
For real talking?
Yeah.
What a dick.
Where is he?
Well, last time I saw
him, he was in my room,
surrounded by fire,
after he tried to kill me.
But you didn't see him die?
No, but I mean, half
the house burned down
No, it doesn't matter.
Okay, I have to find him
and make sure he's dead,
'cause if he's not,
he's gonna come after you again.
Why?
Jake,
why is your doll coming after me?
'Cause I I told him to.
You gave that thing to my sister.
You knew what he was and you
put him in my house anyway.
- I didn't mean
- You told him to hurt me.
Jake, did you tell him to kill me?
Oh, you freak!
- Lexy, I
- You're so dead.
- Where are you going?
- Get off of me.
- You can't tell anyone.
- Watch me.
Look, anyone who's told
the truth about Chucky
has either been put away or worse.
Mostly worse.
No one's gonna believe you.
It's just us.
I know you're pissed me right
now, but you're still alive
Oliver isn't.
What?
He's dead.
He died in the fire.
A fire that wouldn't have even happened
if you didn't send that thing after me.
Maybe I'm still alive,
but that doesn't mean
you didn't kill anybody at that party.
- Stay the hell away from me.
- Lexy.
Sorry.
- How you feeling?
- Like a chimney.
Well, drink that down.
Hey. I'm okay, Mom.
I know.
You're a very lucky boy.
I shouldn't have gone to
Lexy's without telling you.
No, you shouldn't have.
I don't mean to make
you worry all the time.
There's not much you can do about that.
I'm a mom.
I'll be worried the rest of my life.
- Sounds awful.
- It is awful.
But it has its perks.
Did you talk to Oliver's parents?
- Who else was at the party?
- The usuals.
- Jake?
- No. No, he didn't come.
What about Jake's doll?
- Chucky?
- Yeah.
What about it?
Well, did you see it at Lexy's?
- Yeah, actually. Why?
- How did it get there?
I think he gave it to
Lexy's sister or something.
Why would he do that?
I don't know. He's nice?
- You sure he wasn't there?
- Yes, I'm sure.
Are you saying that
Jake started the fire?
- Because
- This isn't about the fire.
Then what?
Honey,
Oliver didn't die in the fire.
Someone killed him.
We're gonna go ahead
and check her oxygen saturation levels.
We just need a little space to work.
Okay.
- Have you eaten anything?
- No.
Okay. Let's go.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Is Caroline gonna be okay?
Suddenly you care about
your little sister's well-being?
That's funny.
Why is it funny?
Do you have any idea what
you've done, Alexandra?
- Can you even grasp it?
- I told you that
Your sister's in the ICU, a boy is dead,
and our house which, by the way,
is an historic landmark
that belongs to the city
is partially destroyed all because
you decided to throw a party
and set the place on fire.
- No, I didn't. Dad
- No, Lexy.
- Your mother's right.
- No, she's not.
Look, none of this is my fault. Jake
Jake? Lexy, Jake wasn't even there.
Haven't you tortured
that poor boy enough?
Mom
Look, baby.
- Hey.
- I found your ball.
Hey.
How's Junior doing?
I I think he's okay.
- How are you?
- No permanent damage.
Just gonna be stuck with this
sexy smoker voice for a while.
My phone got it worse than me.
Dropped it running out of the house.
Camera's busted.
I'm sorry.
Hey, it's okay. I can still use it.
No, I mean the fire, Oliver.
It must have been so scary.
Yeah, it was.
I was kind of bummed you
weren't there at first,
but I'm just glad you're safe.
Hey, can I tell you something?
Yeah, of course.
I'm not really supposed to.
No one knows yet, but
I can't not tell anyone,
and I know you won't say anything.
Oliver was stabbed to death.
During the fire or right before.
I mean, someone murdered him.
- Really?
- My mom told me.
Do do they know who did it?
No clue. Could have been an intruder
who snuck in or someone at the party.
Either way, there's
a killer out there right now
running around Hackensack.
I don't mean to freak you out.
Oh, no. No. You
you don't freak me out.
My mom also asked about your doll.
What about him?
She asked if I saw it at the party.
You gave it to Lexy's sister, right?
- Right.
- I don't know why she asked.
Just be careful around her, okay?
She has these ideas about you.
She just doesn't know you like I do.
See ya.
See ya.
Can't stop thinking about the Haydens.
Can you imagine going out of
town and getting that call?
I know.
It really puts things in perspective.
Come on.
Life's so short, sweetheart.
It just feels silly to go on
pretending like everything's
okay when it's not.
Damn it!
What?
Hi there, friends.
How's Caroline doing?
Oh, she's she's stabilized,
but they're keeping her
on the ventilator for now.
She'll pull through.
She's a tough little girl.
Yeah.
How's how's Junior?
- He's okay.
- He's not okay.
Doctors say he can't
run for at least a month
thanks to the damage to his lungs.
Now's not the time to
have this conversation.
No, Bree, it's fine.
He has every right to be upset.
This was a horrible, tragic accident.
Accident?
You let Lexy have free rein
for whatever the hell she wants.
It was a matter of time before
something like this happened.
We don't know how the fire started.
Oh, Jesus.
There were a lot of kids
there, including your son.
Yes, but Junior would
never be that irresponsible.
Oh, no. I didn't say he did anything.
But he has been under a
lot of pressure lately.
What's that supposed to mean?
You put that much stress on a kid,
sometimes he acts out.
- You know what? Fuck you.
- Hey, what's going on?
- I don't appreciate that.
- Oh, you don't appreciate?
- Well, I apologize.
- I don't deserve this, okay?
My daughter is in the ICU right now.
And the Haydens' son is dead
thanks to your negligence.
- Oh, my.
- None of you knew
where your kids were,
but somehow, I'm the negligent one?
I'm the only bad parent here?
Jesus, Michelle. Nobody's saying that.
Her kid's the one with that podcast.
- What?
- I'm sorry.
But it's just a little disturbing
for a kid to be so obsessed with crime.
Are you gonna blame
everybody but yourselves?
Just back off a second, okay?
Oh, shit. Look who decided to show up.
You know, to be considered
a stay-at-home dad,
you gotta actually parent your kids.
Forcing your son to compete so you can
relive your glory days,
it's not parenting, Logan.
It's pathetic.
- Hey! Hey, hey!
- That's assault.
Bree, get him. Arrest him!
- Can we all just talk?
- No, no. I want to press charges.
- Michelle.
- I'd like to press charges too.
Everybody shut up!
The medical examiner has determined
the cause of death for Oliver Hayden.
Severe blood loss as a result
of multiple stab wounds.
Oh, my God.
- What?
- What?
His death has been ruled a homicide.
I'm gonna need you to make yourselves
and your children
available for questioning.
Don't stray too far.
Oh, my God.
Wake up.
What's wrong? Did something happen?
Yeah, a psycho kid told
a little ginger doll
to murder me.
So you're here to yell at me some more?
No.
I don't really want to
spend the rest of my life
being scared of getting killed by a toy.
Since no one else will believe me,
I'm stuck with you.
So what do we do?
I say we go back to your house,
see if he's still there.
Fine.
It's not like my parents
will realize I'm gone anyway.
God, I need a shower.
Wait.
Ready?
What's it called again?
Bronchoscopy.
They stick a little
camera down your throat,
take a look at your lungs.
It's okay, Jun-Jun.
You're not gonna feel anything.
I know.
Junior, you like cross-country, right?
What?
You're not just doing
it 'cause I want you to?
No. No.
'Cause I wouldn't want that.
You gotta do it 'cause you love it.
I wanna hear it.
I love cross-country.
Attaboy. This is just a little setback.
I'm gonna do whatever it takes
to get you back in there, okay?
I promise.
Okey dokey.
This shouldn't take very long.
If you don't mind waiting outside,
I'll let you know when we're done, okay?
Okay. Thank you, Doctor.
You'll be okay.
We'll be right outside, okay, buddy?
All right, Junior,
I'm just gonna have
you open up your mouth.
This is gonna numb your throat.
Okay.
Perfect.
All right, you're gonna feel funny
in a few seconds, okay, Junior?
Okay.
See the people
walking down the street ♪
Fall in line just
watching all their feet ♪
They don't know
where they want to go ♪
But they're walking in time ♪
They got the beat, they got the beat ♪
We got the beat ♪
Everybody get on your feet ♪
We got the beat ♪
We know you can dance to the beat ♪
Jump back ♪
You're okay.
Round and round and round ♪
Whoo, we got the beat ♪
- We got the beat ♪
- We got the beat ♪
- We got the beat ♪
- We got the beat ♪
We got the beat, we got the beat ♪
We got the beat ♪
"After the brutal murder of his parents
"at the hands of an unknown assailant,
-
- "Charles Lee Ray was placed in
-
- a boys' home in South Jersey."
"The boys on the island vary, of course,
"in numbers according as
they get killed and so on.
"And as they seem to be growing up,
"which is against the rules,
Peter thins them out."
You are so good with kids, Charles.
How's the story, boys?
Fucking fantastic.
Language, young man.
Where did you learn that?
Well, I don't want to
hear it again, understood?
Hey, Miss Janie.
Watch out!
You little brat.
What the hell is wrong with you?
Sorry.
Hey!
This is my only pair.
Sorry.
"Charles Lee Ray spent
a few relatively quiet years
"in the boys' home
"until another violent incident
changed the trajectory of his life."
- Is everyone ready?
- Yeah!
- Weapons, sound and true?
- Yeah!
Wait, wait, wait.
Don't you need a sword?
Don't worry. I've got it covered.
Come on, boys, let's get
that scoundrel, Captain Hook.
Onward to Neverland!
Uh, are we there yet?
Come on. Can we stop, man?
We're tired.
We're close now.
Look.
There.
Come. Our adventure is at hand.
Yeah!
Who's that?
It's Captain Hook. We got him.
You got guts, kid.
Shit.
Oh, my God.
Zoloft?
Effexor.
Anxiety or depression?
Both.
You okay?
Seriously?
Okay, the last place I saw him
was up in my room.
All right. Let's go.
What are you waiting for?
I don't know where your room is.
I'll give you directions. Just go.
All right.
- Go!
- Shit.
Jake.
What?
Just be careful.
Okay.
You okay?
Stop asking me that.
- I'm just trying to be nice.
- But you're not nice, Jake.
All of this happened because of you.
You happy now?
I'm not happy.
I can't remember the last time I was.
Me neither.
Shit!
Come on.
Did you really want me to die?
Did it really get that bad?
Yeah, it did.
Why didn't you just say something?
Because I didn't think it
would make a difference.
But I'm not a mind reader.
How was I supposed to
know how upset you were?
Well, usually when you
treat people like shit,
they get upset.
But you didn't just get upset.
You wanted to kill me.
I didn't know what
else to do, all right?
So you went straight to murder?
You dressed up as my dead
dad in front of everyone.
I know, but still,
there's gotta be something
really wrong with you to
want to kill someone
But I didn't want to
kill somebody, all right?
- I wanted to kill you.
- Jake.
Because you're a bad person.
You treat everyone around
you like they're nothing
and you just expect them to take it.
- Stop it!
- I wanted you to die
but not because there's
something wrong with me.
It's because you fucking deserved it!
Lexy!
Jake.
Chucky?
It's the easiest thing
in the world, Jake.
Just let go.
This ain't a coincidence, Jake.
This is a crossroads.
This is life giving you a second chance
to be the man you know you wanna be.
Not the scared little
pussy she tried to make you.
Jake!
Just let go.
The world's gonna be
better off without her.
Just one less little vicious
Karen on training wheels.
Please. Please.
Let go.
Then you could go break
the news to Junior,
and everybody will get to see him cry.
You can do it, Jake.
Just let go.
Jake! Jake, please!
No, I'm not like you, Chucky.
I'm not a killer.
You're pathetic, Jake!
I'll do it myself, then.
Please.
Police.
This is Detective Peyton.
Anyone here?
We're up here.
You're not allowed in here.
- I live here.
- Not now, you don't.
It's gonna take weeks
to clean this mess up.
What in the
Is this your sister's doll?
Your dad asked me to
bring it back for her.
Ugly fucking doll, if you ask me.
- No, don't!
- No!
- He will fuck you up.
- Let's go, you two.
- No!
- No, don't!
Shit.
Look, please, I promise you.
You do not want to do this.
Shut up!
- Wait, wait. No.
- No, no.
- Just wait here.
- Hey.
Wait.
Hey!
- Stop!
- Hey!
Let us out.
- Let us out!
- Hey!
Thank you.
Not so fast.
I need a word, in private.
Go get him.
Thanks for not letting go.
Let's go.
Our little secret, okay?
Excuse me. Hi.
Has anyone been in here
in the last two minutes?
I don't know, maybe brought
a doll for my sister?
No, I haven't seen anyone.
Okay. Thank you.
Lexy.
Don't do that.
Hey, have you seen Jake?
Your mom's got him.
Shit. Okay.
Wait. Hold on. What's up?
I need to talk to him.
I found out some stuff about his doll.
His doll? What is it?
- It'll sound crazy.
- Devon, just tell me.
Come back to my room. We can talk there.
Okay.
Oh, God.
I can't move.
That's because I hit your spinal cord.
You might feel a little prick.
Sorry, asshole,
but I just couldn't take
it for one more second.
From the minute
I first saw you, you know,
I couldn't stand your fucking face.
I don't know.
Maybe I'm just projecting.
Time for another cocktail.
Let's make it a double.
God, I love hospitals.
Where could he be?
- What?
- Shh.
It's a gift.
Promise me that you won't tell a soul.
I cross my heart and hope to die.
I need song, I need love ♪
I don't need the things
people tell me I need ♪
I need you, I need me ♪
The morning to tell me
what a great day it'll be ♪
What are you doing up?
Andy Caputo, go to sleep.
I don't need a tie and shirt on ♪
Just something simple
to keep a smile on ♪
I think our time can
get better that way ♪
Ah ♪
Charles Lee Ray, the famous
serial killer from Hackensack.
Who?
Wow. Do you read anything
other than "Teen Vogue"?
Well, anyways,
Charles Lee Ray was a serial killer
who died in the '80s.
I mean, He terrorized
Chicago for years. Prolific.
They call him the Lakeshore Strangler,
but he never really strangled anyone.
I mean, he was more of, like,
a mangler or a butcher
Devon, the point.
Fine.
Do you know the website
Urban Legend: Fact or Fiction?
Do I look like a nerd?
Well, there's this urban
legend about Charles Lee Ray.
It's crazy, but who knows? Maybe not.
It's about a Good Guy doll.
- Like Chucky.
- Exactly.
You see, Charles Lee
Ray was shot and killed
in a toy store in Chicago,
but supposedly, right before he died,
he transferred his soul
to a Good Guy doll,
and that doll is still out
there killing, supposedly.
It's not a legend.
You have to believe me. Chucky is alive.
- Come on.
- No, no.
I know it sounds crazy, but
it's not just alive.
He is trying to kill us.
You see my problem?
You don't even have an alibi.
I'm sorry. This must be very hard.
I just have a few more questions.
And then we'll be done?
Yeah.
Tell me about Oliver.
I heard there were some problems
at his Halloween party.
Was he bullying you?
No.
Do you know how serious this is, Jake?
I can actually help you,
but only once you
start telling the truth.
So tell me, Jake.
What do you know about Oliver's death?
I don't know.
But it's not what you think.
Well, tell me what I should think.
And what about your father?
Was he hitting you?
I I don't understand
what you're trying to ask.
Did you need your dad
to just stop hitting you
and you didn't know what else to do?
And Oliver, did you need him
to just stop bullying you?
- I didn't do anything. I swear.
- Then who did?
Because for some reason,
all roads lead back to you.
Or more precisely, to your doll.
- My doll?
- Chucky.
He's been at multiple crime scenes now.
- Do you know why that might be?
- I said I didn't do anything.
Then who did it? Tell me, Jake.
Tell me, and this can all be over.
It
It was
It it was
It
Code White.
Resuscitation teams and defib
Hey!
- Caroline. Hey.
- Oh, my God!
We need help in here!
Please take a step back so
we can help your daughter.
Oh, my God. Please hurry.
Oh, my God.
- Tell us what's happening.
- Please hurry!
- Why isn't there a signal?
- Oh, my God.
- It's okay. It's okay.
- Help her!
- What's going on?
- Tell us what's happening.
Please hurry.
Just let the doctors do their job.
That's the best thing you can
do for your sister right now.
Doctor!
Oh, my God!