Home Alone 2: Lost in New York Page #4

(LAUGHS)

You gotta do better than that!

ALL:
I love you!

JOHNNY:

Maybe I'm off my hinges...

... but I believe you.

That's why I'm gonna let you go.

I'm gonna give you till the count

of three to get your lousy...

... lying, low-down...

... four-flushing carcass out my door!

- One!

- Open the door!

Two!

(GUNFIRE ON TV)

(JOHNNY LAUGHING MANIACALLY)

Three.

JOHNNY:

Merry Christmas, you filthy animal.

JOHNNY:

And a happy new year.

Stay in your rooms!

This is an emergency!

There's an insane guest with a gun!

No!

Come to Papa!

Round trip to Miami. What's the

matter, get on the wrong plane?

You won't be needing this.

American don't fly to the

promised land, little buddy.

We spent nine months in jail thinking

we had the worst luck in the universe.

We were wrong.

We busted out and we're doing fine.

Even better...

...because we're not robbing houses,

we're robbing toy stores.

At midnight tonight,

we're hitting Duncan's Toy Chest.

Five floors of cash.

Then after that, we grab some

phony passports and go to Rio.

- You want to shut up?

- He's not gonna talk to anybody.

Except maybe a fish.

Or the undertaker.

Let's go to the subway tunnel.

I'll feel better once I get him on ice.

HARRY:
I've got a gun.

Say anything and you'll be spitting

gum out through your forehead.

Well, hello.

He did it!

Did what?

- Thanks!

- (SCOFFS)

HARRY:
Go get him.

MARV:
He went in the park.

HARRY:

What are you doing flirting?

(KIDS SHOUTING)

Over there!

MO Y:
Don't!

GIRL:
Give it!

MARV:

Hey, Harry.

- I got him.

- Let me see!

That ain't him! Put him down.

That ain't him.

We should've shot him. I hate pulling

a job, knowing that creep's loose.

- What can he do? Kids are helpless.

- Not this kid.

Mut this time he doesn't have a house

full of dangerous goodies.

He's in the park. He's alone.

Kids are scared of the park.

Yeah. Grown men come in the park

and don't leave alive.

Good luck, little fella.

KEVIN:
I want to go home.

Mom, where are you?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

(PHONE RINGING)

Turn that down!

- Hello?

- COP:
Kate McCallister.

- This is she.

- We found him.

- Oh, my God!

- What?

- They know where Kevin is.

- Where?

- He's in New York City.

- New York!

New York?

What?

- He's scared, he's not a troublemaker.

- What? What?

Just a second. He used your credit

card to check into the Plaza Hotel.

- Do they have him?

- Is he there?

- No, they're still looking.

- Damn it!

- Get to New York.

- We're on the next flight out.

Thanks.

We're going to New York, move it!

Yes!

He ran away when they asked about

the card. He must be scared!

- Would he go to my brother's?

- Aren't they in Paris?

- Maybe they have a housesitter.

- Aren't they renovating?

(KNOCKING)

Hello?

Uncle Rob! Aunt Georgette!

Anybody home?

Hello!

Anybody home?

It's me, your favorite nephew, Kevin!

Uncle Rob!

Aunt Georgette!

(MUMMLES)

Watch it, kid!

(MAN CACKLES)

You looking for someone

to read you a bedtime story?

(WOMEN LAUGHING)

Taxi!

It's scary out there.

Ain't much better in here.

(GASPS)

I don't ever want to take a vacation

like this again.

(WINGS FLAPPING)

KEVIN:

Where did you come from?

I don't have enough for everybody.

How hungry are you guys?

You guys ate all my food.

(SCREAMS)

I'm sorry I screamed in your face.

You were trying to help me, right?

I'm Kevin McCallister.

Your birds are real nice.

I've seen you before.

You had pigeons all over you.

At first, you look scary, but when

I think about it, it's not so bad.

They must like you to be all over you.

If I'm bothering you, I can leave.

Am I bothering you?

No.

Good. I'm not a pain in the butt?

No.

Will the pigeons come back

on their own or do you call them?

LAD Y:

Give me your hand.

(GRAIN SPILLING)

They can hear it.

This is great!

It's pretty cold out.

I'd sure like a cup of hot chocolate.

How about you?

My treat.

KEVIN:
I'd hate to spend Christmas Eve

in such a park.

Can we go someplace warm?

LAD Y:

Yes.

I know a place.

(ORCHESTRA PLAYS)

(ORCHESTRA PLAYS

"O COME ALL YE FAITHFUL")

Nice music.

This place is great.

LAD Y:
I've heard the world's

great music from here.

Ella Fitzgerald. Count Masie.

Frank Sinatra.

Luciano Pavarotti.

Do you bring your friends here?

I haven't got many friends.

Sorry.

I'm like the birds I care for.

People pass me in the street.

They see me but they try to ignore me.

They prefer I wasn't in their city.

Yeah. It's like that with my family.

I'm like the pigeon of the house...

...just because I'm the youngest.

Everyone fights for position.

Everyone wants to be seen...

...and heard.

I guess so.

I'm seen and heard pretty much.

Mut I get sent to my room a lot too.

I wasn't always like this.

What were you like before?

I had a job. I had a home.

- I had a family.

- Any kids?

No.

I wanted them.

Mut the man I loved

fell out of love with me.

That broke my heart.

When the chance

to be loved came along again...

...I ran away from it.

I stopped trusting people.

No offense, but that seems like

sort of a dumb thing to do.

I was afraid of getting

my heart broken again.

Sometimes you can trust a person...

...and then, when things are down,

they forget about you.

Maybe they're just too busy.

Maybe they don't forget about you,

but they forget to remember you.

People don't mean to forget.

My grandfather says...

...if my head wasn't screwed on,

I'd leave it on the school bus.

I'm just afraid if I do trust someone,

I'll get my heart broken.

I understand.

I had a nice pair of Rollerblades.

I was afraid to wreck them...

...so I kept them in a box.

Do you know what happened?

I outgrew them. I never wore them

outside. Only in my room a few times.

A person's heart and feelings

are very different than skates.

They're kind of the same thing.

If you won't use your heart,

who cares if it gets broken?

If you just keep it to yourself,

maybe it'll be like my Rollerblades.

When you do decide to try it,

it won't be any good.

You should take a chance.

Got nothing to lose.

Little truth in there somewhere.

I think so. Your heart might

still be broken, but it isn't gone.

If it was gone,

you wouldn't be so nice.

Thank you.

Do you know it's been...

...a couple of years

since I've talked to anybody?

That's okay. You're good at it.

You're not boring.

You don't mumble or spit.

You should do it more often.

Just wear an outfit

with no pigeon poop on it.

(LAUGHS)

I have been working very hard

at keeping people away.

I always think I'll have

a lot of fun if I'm alone...

...but when I'm alone, it's not fun.

I don't care how much people bug me...

...I'd rather be with someone

than alone.

So what are you doing alone

on Christmas Eve?

Did you get into trouble?

Yeah.

You did something wrong?

A lot of things.

Did you know that a good deed

erases a bad deed?

It's late. I don't know

if I'll have enough time...

...to do enough good deeds

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