Demonic Toys 1992
زبان اصلی، دوبله فارسی و زیرنویس چسبیده بدون سانسور
اسباب بازی های شیطانی:
یک انفجار بوته در یک جفت فروشندگان اسلحه به طور غیرمستقیم منجر به افزایش شصت شصت و شش ساله با قدرت برای آوردن اسباب بازی به زندگی به عنوان نیروهای شخصی خود می شود. شیطان به دنبال یک بدن برای ساکن شدن است، به طوری که او می تواند قدرت خود را افزایش دهد، و فقط اتفاق می افتد که یکی از افسران پلیس باردار با میزبان ایده آل است. به عنوان اسباب بازی های قاتل نزدیک به قربانیان خود، افسر نباید نه تنها برای زندگی خود مبارزه کند، بلکه برای روح فرزند فرزندش.
Demonic Toys (1992):
A botched bust on a pair of arms dealers inadvertantly leads to the raising of a sixty-six-year-old demon with the power to bring toys to life as his personal minions. The demon is looking for a body to inhabit so he can increase his powers, and it just so happens that one of the police officers is pregnant with the ideal host. As the murderous toys close in on their victims, the officer must not only fight for her life, but for the soul of her unborn child.
Locations: Los Angeles, California, USA
Keywords: exploding head, decapitation, part of a trilogy, playing cards, pregnant
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Baby Oopsy-Daisy: [to Charnetski] Hi ya fat fuck I'm Baby Oopsy Daisy you lardass!, will you be my special friend?
Baby Oopsy-Daisy: Mother of Satan! Could this be the end of Baby Oopsy Daisy? [head blows up]
Mark Wayne: Everything tastes like chicken, you notice that? Frog legs, snakes... even rabbits taste like chicken. Charnetski: Everything except this shit.
Baby Oopsy-Daisy: I'm Baby Oopsy-Daisy, will you be my special friend? Charnetski: What the hell? Baby Oopsy-Daisy: I can walk, i can talk, i can even shit my pants. Charnetski: [confused] huh? Baby Oopsy-Daisy: Can you shit your pants?
Baby Oopsy-Daisy: [dragging Charnetski's corpse down the stairs] Geeze you're heavy you Moby fucking Dick!
Fair-Haired Boy: [Playing game of cards] I win. The Kid: I win. Fair-Haired Boy, The Kid: War.
Baby Oopsy-Daisy: [after being kicked in head by Mark] Bummer!
Baby Oopsy-Daisy: You're fucking up my makeup!
Baby Oopsy-Daisy: [before stabbing Anne in the eye] Don't look now!
Mark Wayne: Maybe I should just save him the trouble and kill myself. The Kid: Why don't you? Mark Wayne: Shut the fuck up... I wasn't talkin' to you, motherfucker! [fires shotgun]
[repeated line] Baby Oopsy-Daisy: Playtime!
The Kid: [to a dying Hesse] We're gonna have a lot of fun here tonight, friend. We're gonna raise Hell...
The Kid: [to a hysterical Judith] Don't worry Judith, the pain won't last long. I'll speed up the birth. You can be the proud new mother of a brand new demon by sunrise. Judith Gray: [Screaming] No! The Kid: Then blood's *really* gonna run...
The Kid: Hello Judith, so glad you could make it. You know, it just wouldn't be a show without you. Judith Gray: Oh, god! Help me! The Kid: This isn't so bad, is it?
Charnetski: The world is a toilet, and everyone in it are assholes.
Peterson: Mister wayne, is that a cigarette in your mouth? Mark Wayne: No, it's your dick.
The Kid: Hello, Judith. Judith Gray: Where are we? The Kid: Inside the doll's house. It's part of the astral plane. This is where I live. For now. Judith Gray: This isn't real, this isn't real! The Kid: It's real enough... I brought you here, so we could have a chat. Judith Gray: Who are you? The Kid: A spirit, just like your little friend said. A bad one, too. Judith Gray: You look like a little boy to me. The Kid: Oh? I can take any form I want to. I can be this...
The Kid: We're not part of your physical world. We feed off your fear, your pain, your deaths. But that's not enough to satisfy me... You know what I really want, Judith? A body to hang my soul in. A real body. Blood, and bones. Judith Gray: What are you talking about? The Kid: Right now, I'm weak. My spirit is bound by the walls of this warehouse. It's taken all my strength, just to animate these toys. Even that took sixty six years of rest. Sixty six years, since the last time I tried to be born...
Mark Wayne: We gotta stick together, those things are everywhere! Lincoln: I'm just doing what the voices inside my head tell me to do, kid, so if they say "blow your fucking brains out", I blow your fucking brains out! Nothing personal, you understand? I just haven't been myself lately.
Mark Wayne: [crawling through the air ducts to escape the killer toys] Bet you're sorry now you ran away, huh? Anne: They don't care about me. They've *never* cared about me.
Man-Devil: [to Judith] It won't be long. You won't survive the birth, I'll make sure of that.
Judith Gray: Oh, God! The Kid: God has nothing to do with this, judith. Actually, let's scratch the word 'God' from our lexicon altogether. Let's talk demons instead.