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This is Andy Barclay.
Eight years ago he touched off the scandal...
that nearly crippled this company,
claiming that his Good Guy doll, Chucky, was possessed by...
Charles Lee Ray,
the notorious Lakeshore Strangler.
Now I ask you, ladies and gentlemen,
after the lawsuits and negative publicity,
when the company is finally getting back on its feet,
where is the wisdom in putting the Good Guy back on the market?
Mr. Sullivan, before this happened...
the Good Guy outsold our other toys 2 to 1 .
Even now, interest in the marketplace is at its peak.
The factory is up and running again.
We should be in stores by next week.
We cannot let the fantasies of one disturbed boy...
influence company policy.
What if the doll somehow...
affects another child in a negative way?
You could have a public relations nightmare.
One of the hardest things about this business is...
that it is a business.
Doesn't matter what we're selling.
Whether it's cars nuclear weapons ..
or yes, even toys.
The bottom line is the bottom line.
And what are children but consumer trainees?
Andy Barclay is ancient history.
No one remembers him. Nobody cares.
I have made up my mind. We're moving ahead.
Thank you.
Okay. All right.
Mr. Sullivan.
if there's nothing I can say to convince you,
then I must go on record.
I'm completely against this.
Your position is crystal clear, Miles.
And you can be sure I won't forget.
Just a minute, folks.
Mr. Sullivan, we have a surprise.
Guys at the factory sent this over.
First off the assembly line, the Good Guy of the '90s.
If there's nothing else, I'm gonna get going.
Fine. it's just, my wife's expecting me.
It's our anniversary. Fine, Petzold.
I could review the Larrabee report after dinner.
Good night, Mr. Sullivan.
Good night.
Ahh.
Despite a downdraft in the bond market,
stocks were able to post a rally on friday...
thanks to a couple of different factors.
Not only did the employment report allay recession fears,
but also there was a technical rebound in buying...
and a resurgence in deal stocks helped set the tone.
Here's a look at the numbers. The Dow industrial's up 1 6.
The transportation average up 3.
Utilities bouncing up--
In a moment's time --
Oh, shit.
Bonds headed south on the economic data,
which served to bolster the U.S. dollar.
The dollar index up a quarter point. The CRB index up...
point 43 at two-thirty point 43.
March crude up...
Hi, my name is Larry.
Hi, my name is Pauly.
- Hey, wanna play? - Hey, wanna play?
- I like to be hugged. - I like to be hugged.
Hi, my name is Larry. Hi, my name is Pauly.
Hey, wanna play? Hey, wanna play?
I like to be hugged. I like to be hugged.
Hi, my name is Larry. Hi, my name is Pauly.
Hey, wanna play? Hey, wanna play?
I like to be --
Don't fuck with the Chuck.
Oh, my God.
- Owww! - Bull's-eye.
Owww!
Just like the good old days.
Nothing like a strangulation to get the circulation going.
You're my only ticket out of here, Andy.
I gotta get out of this goddamn body.
Where are you, you little shit?
Inward hut.
Come on, come on. Yeah,you can do it.
You can do it, Jackson, hurry up.
Come on, let's go. Yeah, come on.
Get moving. Go to the end of the line.
Left, left Left, left.
I see for the past eight years...
you've been in one foster home after another.
Mind if I ask why? They took me away from my mother.
She's under special care.
I know that.
How come you never got settled an_here?
Adjustment problems.
I can read, Barclay. I'm asking you.
I never felt comfortable with those people.
They weren't family. They were strangers.
All right,
listen up, Barclay.
I'm willing to cut you some slack, because you've had it rough.
But you're a troublemaker.
And I got a problem with troublemakers.
They don't fit into the system.
So here's my advice. Grow up!
You're not a kid anymore.
It's time to forget these fantasies of killer dolls.
Yes, sir.
''When I was a child,
''I thought as a child.
''When I became a man,
I put away childish things.''
First Corinthians.
Look alive. On your feet.
At Kent, we take bed wetters and turn 'em into men.
Oh, yes.
Yes, oh.
Yes, we're seeing some skin now, aren't we?
Presto, you're bald.
Always feels weird at first.
Next.
Kiss it good-bye.
The Romans invented the military cut.
You know why? Why?
To keep their hair short,
so their enemies couldn't grab it in battle...
and slit their throat.
Ha, ha, ha.
Now hold still.
Oh, shit. Ha, ha, ha.
We're back and we're better than ever.
No one will play with me.
Uh-oh, there's a friend in need.
Hey, cheer up.
Who are you? I'm a Good Guy.
Good Guy, Good Guy, Good Guy!
I've just come from the Good Guy clubhouse...
and I'll be your friend to the end.
You will? Wow.
Sure I will. Hi-de-ho.
All aboard for high-flying fun with me,
your friend to the end, the Good Guy doll from Play Pals.
Are you okay?
Bastards! Fucking bastards!
What happened? Shelton! That's what happened!
Shelton and his goddamn lackeys.
Thank you. I'm fine.
I'm Andy.
You must be new. Otherwise...
you'd know they don't tolerate individuality,
nothing as personal as a first name.
Right. I forgot.
- Barclay. - Whitehurst.
Harold Aubrey, for the record.
So, who's this Shelton?
Cadet lieutenant Colonel Brett C. Shelton.
He's God around here.
Don't expect mercy from him. Welcome to hell, Barclay.
All present and accounted for, sir. Thank you, Major Ellis.
You're new boy, huh?
Yeah.
How you doing? Pretty good.
Who said you could look at me?
Do you know who I am?
Shelton?
That's Lieutenant Colonel Shelton to you, asshole!
Lieutenant Colonel Shelton.
Lieutenant Colonel...
Shelton...
sir.
Lieutenant Colonel Shelton, sir.
-What's your name, dipweed? - Barclay.
- Sir. - Louder.
- Louder! - Sir!
That's much better, new boy.
That's much better.
Shit, Whitehurst.
You are without a doubt...
the most pathetic thing I have ever seen!
Wouldn't you agree?
I asked you a question, nimrod.
No, sir! I don't agree, sir!
Are you contradicting me, you sorry-ass sack of shit?
You asshole.
- What did you say? - I said, ''You asshole;' sir!
Think you're pretty funny, don't you, De Silva?
Yes, I do, sir.
Drop and give me 25.
Right now. 25 what, sir?
25 push-ups, De Silva.
One, sir! Two, sir! Three, sir!
You women might think...
that because you're so much more delicate...
you deserve special treatment...
and once a month...
we're gonna get out of your way.
You can forget it! 13, sir! 14, sir!
The same rules apply for everybody.
18, sir!
Only the fittest survive.
22, sir! 23, sir!
One-handed.
24, sir! 25... sir!
Recover.
How you doing, Tyler?
Sorry, nothing from your dad.
Maybe tomorrow.
Listen, he's busy flying jets, defending the county.
He'll write when he gets a chance. I know.
Hey!
I got a job for you.
Give this to the new kid for me.
- Barclay. - Yes, sir.
That a boy.
Out of the way. Watch it, kid.
Hey! Look out!
A Good Guy.
Who the fuck are you?
I thought you guys only said three sentences.
I'm new and improved.
I never saw a doll like you before.
All right, kid.
Fun's over. Where the hell's Andy?
Andy?
Can’t you read? He was supposed to get this package.
Tampering with the mail is a federal offense.
Sorry. Is he your best friend?
He's more than that.
He's my new lease on life.
Wait a minute.
I got a new body...
and I ain't told anyone about my little secret yet.
So, what's your name, kid?
Tyler. What's yours?
Chucky.
But my real name...
is Charles Lee Ray.
Whitehurst,
what am I doing wrong?
ls there anything you can't do? Yeah.
I can't get thrown out of this place.
Barclay, meet De Silva. Hi.
Hi. So, you want to show me?
Yeah, sure. Okay.
No, put the elbow like that.
And like this.
No. Keep both eyes open.
Keep your sights on the target.
Hold your breath.
Squeeze the trigger. Don't pull it.
You're not concentrating.
lt was great what you did for us at formation.
Shelton's a major dick.
Tell me about it.
Hold still.
What do you call this game?
''Hide the Soul.'' Trust me, you're gonna love it.
Whatever you say, Charles.
Ade due...
Damballa!
Give me the power, I beg of you!
Leveau mercier du bois chaloitte...
secoisse entienne mais pois de--
- Shit! - Charles,
stop swearing.
We're gonna need the Springfield aught-threes... Yes, sir.
Marked for both the red team and the blue team.
What are you doing, Tyler?
We're playing ''Hide the Soul.''
I'll catch up with you. I'll start loading the paint guns.
We don't play with dolls, do we?
Dolls are for girls. But Charles is my new best friend.
You know better than to talk back to a superior.
Yes, sir. Clean that up.
I'll take care of this.
I'll be back!
Left, left Left, right, left.
Left, left.
Get that weapon up, Barclay.
Platoon, halt.
Left face.
New boy! Fall out.
Fall out!
Order, hut.
Port... arms!
Right shoulder...
arms!
Left shoulder...
arms.
Right shoulder, arms.
left shoulder, arms.
Port arms.
Left shoulder, arms.
Port arms.
Right shoulder, arms.
Port arms.
Barclay!
It's not a baton, Barclay.
You look like a goddamn majorette over here.
I'm not used to guns, sir.
Does this look like a gun to you, Barclay?
It's a rifle.
- Major Ellis! - Sir!
Show the new boy the difference.
This is my rifle. This is my gun.
This is for shooting and this is for fun.
A soldier's rifle is his best friend.
Remember that.
Stop!
Shit!
Help!
Please, mister!
Please, somebody! Jesus!
I'm stuck, mister!
I'm in here!
Hold on! I'm coming!
Where are you?
I'm coming.
Yell! Make a noise!
Where are ya?
Oh, my God! No, stop!
Stop!
fall out!
You get back there.
Finish unpacking.
Shelton's notorious for surprise inspections.
What are you doing? What's it look like?
I'm polishing Shelton's shoes.
He makes you polish his shoes?
No, I offered out of the kindness of my heart.
Whitehurst, did you see Cochrane with that doll today?
No, what doll? He was carrying a Good Guy doll...
just before the accident with the garbage truck.
Good Guys. I remember those.
Yeah, me too.
Lights out in a few minutes.
I'm gonna go get washed up.
I almost forgot. Sgt. Clark wanted to know if you got that package.
What package?
He said you got a package in the mail.
Tyler was supposed to bring it to you. Didn’t you get it?
No.
Who would have sent me a package?
Owww!
Hey, long time no see, pal!
No, you're dead! We killed you!
You know what they say.
''You just can't keep a good guy down.''
Andy,
how you've grown.
You're not gonna kill me. You need to transfer your soul.
Wrong again, wimp. I got some fresh meat lined up.
I'm not gonna let you spoil it this time.
- Tyler? - Yeah.
Just think. Chucky's gonna be a ''bro.''
I'm not gonna let you get away with this.
I'm not gonna let you near that kid.
Agh!
What's the matter? You homesick?
You miss your mommy?
What the fuck is this? I'm sorry about your shoe.
I'll polish it. Give me back the doll.
No, you listen to me.
Tell Whitehurst he's off the hook.
I got myself another slave.
Clean up this mess. You got five demerits.
What about the doll?
My kid sister's birthday's coming up.
I think she's gonna Cove it, don't you?
Oh, shit.
Andy.
What the fuck?
No, stop!
What the fuck you doing in my room? You wouldn't believe me.
Where's the doll Barclay?
Where's the fucking doll?
You took it, didn’t you? No!
What's going on? Somebody sure as hell took it.
It's almost midnight. Is this necessary?
I'm tying to weed out a thief. sir.
You've always told me how important it is...
to uphold the school's code of honor.
All right, make your point.
But I want everybody back in at 01.00 hours.
Yes, sir.
By the time we get through with Barclay,
he's gonna be living in a world full of shit.
We got an hour, so let's make it count.
Yes, sir.
Ladies, get those weapons in the air.
I want to see them high. Higher!
I think I'm gonna throw up.
You're dead, new boy. fucking geek.
''Dear Charles, you're it.
Come and find me. Your best friend.''
Shit!
Charles.
Come and find me.
Goddamn it.
- Platoon! - Hut.
Double time! Hut.
Knees up, ladies.
Whitehurst, where do the kids sleep? Above the portico.
You're wearing combat boots, not ballet slippers!
Come on, move it Barclay.
it's gonna get worse than this.
Get the lead out. Come on, move it.
Faster, faster. Get those knees in the sky.
Owww!
You son of a bitch!
Hell of a punch there, Barclay.
Now I'll see what kind of a tough guy you are.
Get your head around here.
Tyler, come out, come out, wherever you are.
Dolly dolly oxen free!
Get out here, you little son of a bitch!
Three! You're not sounding of_
Four! Five!
All right, Barclay. You got me curious.
What are you tying to prove?
Forget it. I want to know.
All right. The doll's alive.
- He's after Tyler. - Right, forget it.
I hope he can take care of himself.
Shh, shh. Quiet.
Shut up!
I can't believe I let you talk me into this.
Just stay here and keep an eye out.
Oh, I live for this. I know, Ivers.
Now go, go. Shh, shh.
I don't see what you see in that guy.
He’s just different from everybody else.
Oh, please. Well, he's cute too.
Okay.
foster homes.
No wonder he's so quiet.
What was that?
So, you took the doll?
Shelton will have you court-martialed.
We're playing hide-and-seek. What are you doing?
We couldn't sleep. Oh, he is...
so cute. He was mine first.
Give him back.
Shh, you guys. Please be quiet!
Can you go stand guard? Yes, sir.
What's his name? Ask him yourself.
Oh, right. What is your name?
Hi, I'm Chucky and I'm your friend to the end.
Hi-de-ho. Ha, ha.
I love it.
His real name is Charles Lee Ray.
Oh, is that so? Give me your lipstick.
What for? Just give it to me.
What are you doing? Wait, stop. You'll see.
Here you go, little baby.
You're messing him up. You're so cute.
Don't do that. He looks stupid!
You're making him look like a wuss!
He looks sweet. What are you doing?
Someone's coming. Come on, let's go.
Come on. Wait. Stop! What about Charles?
Yuck!
This means war.
What the hell?
- I like to be hugged. - Go--Jesus!
Aaah!
Aw, you gotta be fucking kiddin' me.
The man lives through two tours in Nam...
and then one night he just drops dead.
Doesn't make any sense.
At ease.
We will now take a moment of silence to honor Colonel Cochrane.
He was a fine man and he will be sorely missed.
Bow your heads for prayer.
Take... seats!
It's gettin' pretty shaggy, Carlson.
I want to see you on Friday. Yes, sir.
Monday, Fabrizzio. Yes, sir.
My man.
Tuesday.
Look at you, Whitehurst. You're a disgrace.
When's the last time you had a trim?
Two weeks ago, Sergeant, I think. You think?
I want to see you right after breakfast.
Yes, sir, Sergeant Botnick, sir.
What're you looking at, new boy?
Wednesday.
Barclay, what're you doing?
You can’t just get up in the middle of mess.
Major. At ease!
Tyler. Hi, Barclay. What's up?
I've got to talk to you about Chucky. You mean Charles.
Have you seen him? Not since last night.
He's hiding somewhere.
He's gonna lay low until he knows you're alone, and he's gonna come after you.
He wants to play. Listen to me.
No matter what he says, no matter what he promises you,
you've gotta stay away from him.
Don't let him fool you. He's bad.
Charles isn't bad, he's a Good Guy.
lt says so on his shirt. He lies, Tyler. Believe me, he's bad news.
He's hurt a lot of people. I think Colonel Cochrane was one of them.
You're just jealous because he's my best friend now instead of yours.
Look,
you better keep this.
Whitehurst, you are, without a doubt
the sorriest excuse for a soldier to ever disgrace these walls.
Face it, you're not cut out for this life.
Why don't you do yourself a favor and get the hell out of Kent?
If I had any choice in the matter, I would, sir.
Smart ass.
Presto...
you're bald.
What the hell?
How'd you get in there?
That haircut ain't regulation, soldier.
When's the last time you had a trim, huh?
Kiss it good-bye.
Presto... you're dead.
Ha, ha, ha, ha.
It's definitely you.
Ha, ha, ha, ha.
I just forgot my --
Boo!
The annual war games...
have been an unbroken tradition here at Kent for over 50 years.
Colonel Cochrane was a man who believed in tradition.
He not only would have wanted us to go on,
he'd have ordered us to go on.
Therefore...
the war games....
will proceed as scheduled.
Lieutenant Colonel Shelton...
will command the blue team.
Major Rawlings will head up the reds.
The objective is simple.
To capture the other team's flag...
and bring it back here safely to base.
Rawlings.
You will pick up your weapons...
in the armory before moving out.
You will be using the standard issue Springfield aught-three.
Your ammo--
Shelton.
If you get hit, you are dead.
Hike back to base.
Commanders...
take charge of your teams.
May the best team win.
Good luck, men and women.
Nice of you to join us.
Looks like Botnick's in a pretty bad mood today.
What's wrong? Nothing.
Nothing's wrong.
I'm fine. Nothing's wrong.
This oughta slow the pricks down.
left, left, left.
Her ewe go again.
Here we go again.
Same old stuff again. Same old stuff again.
Marching down the avenue. Marching down the avenue.
Two more miles and we'll be through.
I'll be gettin' rid of you. I'll be gettin' rid of you.
Same old ugly stuff. Same old ugly stuff.
Her ewe go again. Her ewe go again.
Marching down the avenue. Marching down the avenue.
One more mile and we'll be through.
I'll be gettin' rid of you.
What's going on, Whitehurst?
You saw something, didn’t you?
You saw Chucky.
Don't wimp out on me! I need your help.
That kid needs your help. I didn't see anything.
Okay? I didn't see anything at all.
Your left, right, your left.
Your military left.
Ellis, let's make sure all the perimeters are secure. Yes, sir.
She checks the windows.
And the baby-sitter hears this thump, thump, thumping.
Like something's being dragged across the floor upstairs.
Suddenly she thinks, ''I haven't checked on the children.''
So she hurries to the top of the stairs,
and when she gets there...
she sees her boyfriend completely dismembered,
dragging himself across the floor by his chin.
Thump, slide.
- Thump, slide. - That was gross.
Hey, you guys, I got a better story...
and it's true.
It's about this mental institution...
and it's a few miles away from here.
Hey.
Hope it wasn't something I said.
No. I'm sorry.
Where do you think the red team's camped out?
Could be any here. Shelton'll find 'em, he always does.
By the way, you can call me Kristin.
What? Kristin.
It's my first name.
Do you have one? Andy.
Come on, Andy. I want to show you something.
Pretty cool, huh?
Yeah, I almost forgot there were places like that...
where people just go to have fun.
Listen!
Somebody's out there.
It's probably just a chipmunk or something.
Nothing scares you, does it?
No.
Man, I gotta get out of this body.
I'm going after Tyler.
Are you crazy? You'll never find him.
Wanna bet? I swiped this from Shelton's tent.
He sent out a reconnaissance mission right before we pitched camp.
The red team is somewhere around here.
That kid's a sitting duck, Whitehurst. Are you with me...
or not?
I'm sorry, I can't.
Up and at 'em, ladies. We're movin' out.
I want this camp to be a ghost town in five minutes.
I thought we weren't going till dawn, sir.
Someone stole the reconnaissance map,
so we’re making Our move now.
Get going, Hanley.
You wouldn't know anything about a missing map, would you?
Where the hell's Barclay?
Whitehurst!
Colonel Shelton,
you better have a look in here, sir.
What is it, Ellis?
Barclay's gone AWOL, sir.
He stole the map.
That little fucking traitor's doubling for the reds.
Where's Tyler? He went AWOL with some guy named Charles.
Where's Andy?
Whitehurst, where is he?
Platoon, halt!
All right.
De Silva, you're gonna take the right flank.
Siegel, take the left. Check in on the radio every five minutes.
Yes, sir. All right, move it.
The rest of us are gonna spread out and meet up with Ellis at Split Rock.
Move out.
Whitehurst, move!
Thanks for coming after me. What are friends for?
Duck!
That was a close one.
Now we can play ''Hide the Soul.''
I'm tired. I don't wanna play that dumb game anymore.
You're a fuckin' drag, you know that?
- Watch your mouth, Charles. - Stop calling me that!
What's the knife for?
A good soldier is always prepared.
Barclay w_s right. You're not a good guy.
Sorry kid. You got me.
I'm bad.
Now...
assume the position.
No!
Aaah!
Get back here!
Barclay! Barclay!
Tyler!
You fuckin' traitor. Give me my map!
Listen -- You got any idea what we do to traitors, Barclay?
Tyler's in trouble. Whitehurst, back me up.
Major Ellis, call in the flanks. Yes, sir.
De Silva, Siegel, do you copy?
De Silva, do you copy?
De Silva, come in.
Aaah!
Siegel's on his way back. No word yet from De Silva.
Keep trying'. Yes, sir.
Help! Tyler!
Barclay! Are you okay, Tyler?
Looks like we got ourselves a little P.O.W. You're right,
Charles is bad. He tried to hurt me.
Who the hell's Charles?
Come in, Barclay. Who the hell is that?
It's Charles.
Who is this? Put Barclay on, jarhead.
It's the reds. They're up to something.
What do you want? I want the kid.
Bring him up to the old Jeep or there'll be hell to pay.
Andy, don't do it. De Silva!
You hear that, Barclay? Don't touch her, you son of a bitch.
Now bring me the kid or I'll waste her.
Red team, red team. come in, red team.
This is red team, over. We got a situation up here at the old Jeep.
Blue team sighted. Advise you to move your troops in.
Hope they like the taste of lead.
Now just sit back and watch the sparks fly.
All right, you two are gonna go on up ahead.
The rest of us are gonna circle around.
Shelton, this is no game. This guy is dangerous.
Relax, Barclay, it's only paint.
All right, let's do it.
I'm scared, Barclay.
Yeah, me too.
All right, kid. Get over here!
No!
Don't fuck with me!
I'll blow all of you to pieces.
Beat it!
Now just get down and shut up.
Yeah!
Ow!
Hold your fire! Hold your fire!
De Silva, where the hell is everybody?
Hi, soldier. Ha, ha, ha, ha.
Fuck me.
All right! Ha, ha, ha, ha.
Shit! Stay down!
They're using live rounds!
Ha, ha, ha, ha.
Hold your fire! Hold your fire!
Oh, God, he's not breathing!
Get away from him!
You did this, didn’t you? You sick son of a bitch.
Now I'm gonna kill you! Get off me!
Get off of him, he didn't do it! Let go of me!
"Sayonara", suckers.
Look out!
No!
- Oh, my God, what happened? - It's Whitehurst.
What the hell happened? Who fucked with the rifles?
I don't know.
Get Clark on the radio... Yes, sir.
and get me a medic up here right now!
All right, everybody stay calm.
Epstein, I want that radio! Oh, God.
This is the last time I'm gonna tell you.
Give that thing a rest or you're out of here, both of you.
We're not bothering anybody. You're bothering me. Keep it down!
Geez!
Mister, you gotta help me!
What's wrong? Charles, Charles he's after me.
Who's Charles? He's a Good Guy. He wants to play ''Hide the Soul.''
Have a seat over there. Are you from Kent? Yes, sir.
What's your name, son?
Ronald Tyler. Private first class, sir.
Have a seat. How 'bout some gum, Private?
I know how it must hurt...
when a friend does something bad to you.
Sure does.
But I bet your friend -- what's his name, Charles?
I bet you Charles didn't mean it.
I bet you he's really sorry.
No, he isn't. He wants to hurt me.
Nobody's gonna hurt you. I know what'll cheer you up.
Look what I found.
There you go. Thank you, Daddy.
Let's go on the Super Loop.
Hey, maybe somebody's seen him.
Oh, God.
Come on. Wait.
Mommy, Mommy, I loved it!
Were you scared? No! No!
Let's have some popcorn and we'll go on one more ride.
Perfect. In there.
Don't even think about it.
Come on. Okay.
ln there!
Aaah! Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Oh!
Time to play.
This looks good. Park it.
Duck!
Aaah! Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Shit!
Ha.
Tyler!
Barclay, Barclay, in here!
He's got a gun!
Shit!
Aaah!
Are you okay?
Oh, God.
Here... take it.
You can do it.
I'll be okay.
Help!
Yeah! You're mine now, Tyler.
Oh, God!
- Aaah! - Aaah!
- Tyler! - Barclay!
Tyler, watch out!
Shit!
This is it, kid. End of the line.
Ade due Damballa.
Leveau mercier du bois chaloitte...
secoisse entienne mais pois de morte.
Mortis mais le cant de monsoir.
Adelez porque tu hacer Damballa!
Leveau mercier du bois chaloitte...
secoisse entienne mais pois de morte.
Mortis mais le cant de monsoir.
Give me the power, I beg of you!
Leveau mercier du bois chaloitte...
secoisse entienne mais pois de morte.
Mortis mais le cant de monsoir.
Adelez porque tu hacer Damballa!
Keep both eyes open. Hold your breath.
...Damballa!
Ahhh!
Adelez porque tu hacer Damballa!
Aaah!
Yeah!
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Hold on, Tyler!
Gimme the fuckin' kid. He's mine!
Gimme the fuckin' kid.
Hold on!
He's mine!
Barclay! Take the knife!
Take it. Here!
Hold on!
Reach for it!
No!
Ahhh!
Come on, I got ya.
We're on our way in.
You'll have to come with us now, son.
Are you gonna be okay?
Don't worry. I've been here before.
Watch your head.