You shut up

Chucky:

Face it, Tiff. You need me, otherwise you're stuck like this for good. Tiffany:
[Reading the book on "Voodoo For Dummies"]
I don't need you, I'll look it up myself. Chucky:
Oh, go ahead. Chapter six. Page two-seventeen. Tiffany:
'The heart of Dambala'... what's that? Chucky:
An amulet! We need it to transfer our souls into human bodies. Tiffany:
OK. And where the hell is it? Chucky:
[Holding up newspaper clipping of his death]
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:
All right. Let's go. Chucky:
Oh, sure. I'll steer and you can work the peddles. We're DOLLS ya dope! Tiffany:
[Begins to cry]
Oh my god, what are we gonna do! Chucky:
Aye aye aye. [Tiffany continues to cry] Chucky:
Shut up! Tiffany:
[Stops crying]
You shut up