Jennifer TillyQuotes

Corky: You know what the difference is between you and me, Violet?

Violet: No.

Corky: Me neither.

Caesar: What did she do to you?

Violet: Everything you couldn't.

Violet: Caesar, I'm leaving.

Caesar: What? Why? I didn't use a good towel.

Violet: We're not that different, Corky.

Corky: Ah, let's see. This is the part where you tell me what matters is on the inside, and that inside of you there's a little dyke just like me.

Violet: No, she's nothing like you. She's a whole lot smarter than you are.

Corky: What are you doing?

Violet: Isn't it obvious? I'm trying to seduce you.

Corky: Why?

Violet: Because I want... to. I've wanted to ever since I saw you that day in the elevator. I know you don't believe me, but I can prove it to you. You can't believe what you see. But you can believe... what you feel. I've been thinking about you all day.

Violet: [[Beautiful] That's a great tattoo. ] labrys. Are you surprised I know what it is?

Corky: Maybe.

Violet: I have a tattoo. Would you like to see it?

Violet: You seem uncomfortable. Do I make you nervous, Corky?

Corky: [drinks from beer bottle] No.

Violet: Thirsty, maybe?

Violet: Try not to steal anything on your way out...

Violet: [[English language|English] Gino doesn't speak much ], or at least he pretends not to.

Violet: Oh, Johnny hits on me all the time. He hits on anything in high heels.

Violet: I have this image of you - inside of me - like a part of me.

Violet: I'm not apologizing for what I did. I'm apologizing for what I didn't do.

Violet: We make our own choices, we pay our own prices.

Jim Evers: Hold on!

Madame Leota: With what?

Madame Leota: Dark spirits from the grave come forth. Lift us from the black. And show us, show us the way back.

Jim Evers: Dark spirits? Hey, no dark spirits! Don't you make no dark spirits come out!

Tiffany: Who's next?

Chucky: I should've asked you this a long time ago. Tiffany...will you be my bride?

Tiffany: Oh, Chucky. Yes, yes.

Chucky: Figures he'd hitch a ride with a fugitive. Gimme your lighter.

Tiffany: What are you doing?

Chucky: Improvising. Now sit back and learn from the master.

Chucky: [looks at Warren Kincaid's body and he realizes that he looks like Pinhead from Hellraiser] Why does that look so familiar?

Tiffany: See? Now that's the work of a true homicidal maniac.

Chucky: Not bad. For an amateur.

Tiffany: [looks through the window and spotted Jesse and Jade in the distance; whispers; walks over to Kincaid's body] Oh, shit! Here they come! What'll we do with him?

Chucky: I don't know! What would Martha Stewart do?

Tiffany: [about Warren] Who the Hell is this bozo? What's he doing here?

Chucky: [Warren is approaching Jesse's van; pulls out a knife] Screwing with our ride, that's what. Ah, what the hell, I need the exercise.

Tiffany: Were you born with that knife super glued onto your hand or what?

Chucky: What are you talking about?

Tiffany: For God's sake, Chucky, drag yourself into the nineties. Stabbings went out with Bundy and Dahmer, you look like Martha Stewart with that thing.

Chucky: Who the fuck is Martha Stewart?

Tiffany: [goes to the back and discovers a hammer] My idol. And what does Martha tells you to do when friends drop by for dinner and you haven't have time to shop? You improvise.

Chucky: What about-

Tiffany: [singing; looks around and spotted something that caught her eye] Predictable! Ah-ha!

Chucky: Face it, Tif. You need me! Otherwise, you're stuck like this for good!

Tiffany: I won't need you, I'll look it up myself.

Chucky: Oh, go ahead. Chapter six. Page two seventeen.

Tiffany: [looks at the page with a heart symbol] The Heart Of Dambala"....What's that?

Chucky: An amulet! We need it to transfer our souls into human bodies.

Tiffany: Okay, and where the hell is it?

Chucky: I was wearing it around my neck the night those bastards gunned me down! It was buried with my corpse in Hackensack, New Jersey.

Tiffany: Alright, let's go.

Chucky: [sarcastically] Oh, sure! I'll steer and you can work the pedals. WE'RE DOLLS, YA DOPE!

Tiffany: [sobbing] OH MY GOD! WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?!

Chucky: [Tiffany kept crying] Aye, aye, aye! SHUT UP!

Tiffany: [stops crying] You shut up!

Tiffany: [screams in horror; punches Chucky] AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! You son of a bitch! What have you done to me?!

Chucky: You got your wish. You're mine now, doll. And if know what's good for you, you are going to love, honor, and obey!

Tiffany: I wouldn't marry you if you had the body of G.I. Joe!

Chucky: Hey, Raggedy Ann, you looked in the mirror lately? Now's not the time to get picky.

Computer Toy: [Chucky types B-I-T-C-H] Spell woman. That is incorrect. The correct spelling of woman is W-O-M....

Chucky: [throws a toy on the wall] Shows how much you know.

Tiffany: Yoo hoo! I'm home! Awwwwww! Tsk, tsk, tsk. If you can't learn to play nice, I may have to take your toys away. I've got a surprise for you. I've been thinking about what you said about wanting to get married.

Chucky: Yeah?

Tiffany: I think it would be the time for you to settle down!

Chucky: [Unwraps paper to reveal a beautiful doll bride] Babe, you made the best choice ever! You won't regret this, I promise! I'm gonna treat you like a princess. What's that?

Tiffany: [puts the doll inside the cage; closes the cage] Your bride!

Tiffany: [throws rice at him while laughing like crazy] Oh, Chucky. She's beautiful!

Chucky: [enraged] You are so dead!

Tiffany: Congratulations, Chucky. Now I'm sure you two would kiss and make out alone!

Chucky: What ring?

Tiffany: The ring. The one you left for me. I found it on the mantle the night you were killed. I've never taken it off.

Chucky: Oh, that. The one I got from Vivian Van Pelt.

Tiffany: Vivian who?

Chucky: Vivian Van Pelt. I dumped her in the river, remember? That ring is worth five or six grand easy.

Tiffany: [pause] You mean, you weren't gonna ask me to marry you?

Chucky: [laughs hysterically; kept on cackling like crazy when he settled down] What are you fucking nuts?

Tiffany: [turns away from him] You haven't changed! You never changed! The hell was I thinking?

Chucky: Now the first thing we got to do is get me outta this body once and for all!

Tiffany: [tickles Chucky] No! I think I prefer you like this. You're kinda cute. You're just like a little baby. Is the little baby ticklish? Is he? Is he?

Chucky: [laughing] Stop! Stop! Stop!

Tiffany: You know, Damien. There's something that I never told you about Chucky.

Damien: Don't tell me Schmucky's one of those dolls who wets his pants.

Tiffany: Ah, ah, ah, ah! I wouldn't talk that way about Chucky if I were you. He has a very bad temper.

Damien: Oooooooh!

Tiffany: [Damien laughs; thunder and Lightning crashes] You see, we've been together for years. Of course, that was before the cops killed when he passed his soul into that doll there. Boy, was he ever jealous. And if anyone ever looked at me, Chucky would take care of you. Wouldn't you, Chucky? We're gonna get married. God, was he an incredible lover? He was the best I ever had.

Damien: Come on, babe. He ain't big enough to take care of a woman like you.

Chucky: [rips Damien's piercings off his lips and cackles. Then, he suffocates him with a pillow cackling with delight and impressing Tiffany. Then, he sits on his face while being suffocated by the pillow] It ain't the size that counts, asshole. It's what you do with it! Hi.

Tiffany: [quietly] Hi.

Chucky: How ya been?

Tiffany: Okay...you?

Chucky: Peachy! Actually to tell you the truth I've been kinda out of it.

Tiffany: I know it took me 10 years to find you.

Chucky: [looks at the picture] That is sick! What are you doing with this jerk anyway?

Tiffany: 10 years is a long time, Chucky. Besides I was never with him. But you know me. I'll kill anybody but I'll only sleep with someone I love.

Chucky: You look great, Tif.

Tiffany: Thank you.

Chucky: [Damien dies from being suffocated; giggles] I mean, I gotta be honest. I always thought you're gonna let yourself go. Come here!

Tiffany: Stop it!

Tiffany: My mother always told me, "If you really love someone. You'd set them free.

Tiffany: You know me. I'll kill anybody. But I'll only sleep with someone I love.

Tiffany: These bodies are ok, but they're like apartments that we're just renting.

Tiffany: Take it from me, honey. Plastic is no substitute for a nice hunk of wood!

Tiffany: At least you haven't forgotten how to show a girl a good time.

Tiffany: When guests drop by for dinner and you haven't had time to shop, you improvise.

Tiffany: I always dreamed of having a big church wedding with bridesmaids and a cake, and my picture in the paper. Not just the usual mug shot, but something really flattering Chucky.

Tiffany: Sorry, I'm not into short guys.

Tiffany: If you can't play nice, I may just have to take your toys away.

Tiffany: Goodbye, darling. I'll see you in hell.

Tiffany: [[w:Barbie|Barbie] ], eat your heart out.