Home Alone 2: Lost in New York Page #5
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- 1992
- 120 min
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to erase all my bad ones.
It's Christmas Eve.
Good deeds count extra tonight.
- They do?
- Of course they do.
Think of an important
thing you can do for others...
...and go do it.
Just follow the star in your heart.
Okay.
It's getting pretty late.
I'd better get going.
If I don't see you, I hope
everything turns out okay.
Thank you.
Tell the birds I said goodbye.
I will.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
If you need somebody to trust,
it can be me.
I won't forget to remember you.
Don't make promises you can't keep.
MR. DUNCAN:
All the money in the registers...
... Mr. Duncan is gonna donate
to the Children 's Hospital.
MARV:
At midnight tonight,we're hitting Duncan 's Toy Chest.
You can mess with a lot of things, but
you can't mess with kids on Christmas.
CONCIERGE:
We'd like to offer youa complimentary suite.
It's a penthouse
with a view of the park.
I think you'll find it satisfactory.
It was recently vacated by a countess.
What kind of hotel lets a child
check in alone?
The boy had a very convincing story.
What kind of idiots work here?
The finest in New York.
When you learned the credit card...
I made the discovery.
Why did you let him leave?
We confronted him and he ran!
You scared him!
It's Christmas Eve, and because of you,
our child is lost in a huge city.
Take our family and luggage
up to the room.
Yes, sir!
Run along, Cedric.
I'll go to the police station to make
sure they're looking for Kevin.
I want you to stay here.
- I'm going to look for him.
- What?
With all due respect, your son is lost
in one of the world's biggest cities.
Could you stay out of this?
As you wish.
Thank you. It's not a good idea
to run around New York City alone.
If Kevin can, so can I.
- Kate...
- I'll be fine.
The way I feel, no mugger
or murderer would mess with me.
There are hundreds of armed
parasites out there!
Do bundle up.
It's awfully cold outside.
(CLOCK CHIMES)
Marv. Marv.
Come on, let's go.
Marv.
Crowbars up!
Merry Christmas, Harry!
Happy Hanukkah, Marv!
MARV:
This is more moneythan I can even count!
It makes you wonder why we spent
so much time robbing homes.
The amazing thing is,
we're fugitives from the law...
...we're up to our elbows in cash
and nobody even knows about it.
(KNOCKS)
He's back!
He took our picture!
How was my hair?
This is it. No turning back.
Another Christmas in the trenches.
No!
(ALARM MELL RINGS)
Wow.
That's it! Get the money!
Get it!
(MUMMLES)
I'll kill him!
- Marv!
- I'm coming, Harry!
(HARRY YELLS)
Harry?
(GROANS)
Harry!
That was incredible.
(MUMMLES)
- I twisted my ankle.
- Where is he?
Hey, guys! Smile!
Come on! Come on!
- Help me.
- I got you.
I got you.
Taxi!
Times Square!
Where'd he go?
KEVIN:
I'm up here! Come get me!
Let's kill!
Hold on, pea-brain.
We got busted because we underestimated
that bundle of misery.
This ain't like that.
This ain't his house. The kid's
running scared. He ain't got a plan.
May I do the thinking, please?
Thank you.
Sonny!
Yes?
Nothing would thrill me
more greatly than to shoot you.
Knocking off a youngster
won't mean that much to me.
- Understand?
- Mm-hm.
Mut since we're in a hurry,
I'll make a deal with you.
You throw down your camera
and we won't hurt you.
You'll never hear from us again.
Okay?
Promise?
I cross my heart and hope to die.
Okay!
Okay, kid...
...give it to me.
Direct hit!
How many fingers am I holding up?
Eight?
Okay, kid. You want to throw bricks?
Go ahead, throw another one.
MARV:
Don't do that!
(YELPS)
If you can't do any better than that,
you're going to lose.
Harry...
...no.
(YELPS)
You got any more?
Get up.
He don't have any more bricks.
(MUMMLES)
What?
(MUMMLES)
What?
(MUMMLES)
What?
(YELPS)
That did it! Nobody throws bricks
at me and gets away with it. Come on!
You go this way. I'll go around back.
Harry?
Harry?
Harry?
Huh?
(SCREAMS)
(MUMMLES)
(YELPS)
(MUMMLES)
(LAUGHS)
(YELLS)
(MUMMLES)
(GROWLS)
Harry!
I reached the top!
(YELLS)
(CRACKS NECK)
Ahh.
(MUMMLES)
(RATTLES DOORKNOM)
You better do better than this.
(GROANS)
(WRENCH CONKS HARRY)
(CRACKS MACK)
Wow!
What a hole!
Whoa!
(SCREAMS)
Uh-oh.
(MUMMLES)
Ah!
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMS)
(CHUCKLES)
(SCREAMS)
(GLASS MREAKS)
(SIZZLES)
(WHIMPERS)
Harry.
I'm coming up!
Uh-oh.
I'm gonna murder that kid!
(SNEEZES)
Yes!
Whoa.
Whoa, whoa!
(YELPS)
MARV:
Hey!
Don't you know a kid always wins
against two idiots?
Harry! In the living room!
(MUMMLES)
He went up the ladder!
(YELLS)
Oh.
I'm coming, Harry.
I'm coming.
Harry!
You didn't lose any teeth!
Come on, he went to the second floor.
Hey!
Try the stairs.
Right.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Remember last year?
No.
Watch this.
Let's get him!
(STOMPS)
Ow!
He busted me right in my mouth, Marv!
That's one.
Don't worry, Harry.
I'll get him.
(STOMPS)
Ow!
Right in the schnoz.
That's two.
Come on, let's get him.
MARV:
Oops.(BOTH YELLING)
That's...
...three.
No.
(CRASHING)
MARV:
(WEAKLY) That's four.- Come on, Harry.
- Marv, are you sure this is safe?
I've worked all the kinks out.
Solid as a rock.
(CRASHING)
Like a rock, huh?
Give up?
- KEVIN:
Have you had enough pain?- Never!
You better say every prayer
you ever heard!
I hope your parents got you
a tombstone for Christmas.
Where'd he go?
I'm up here and I'm really scared.
What's that sound?
(CLATTERING)
(YELLING)
That was the sound of a tool chest...
...falling down the stairs.
Oh.
(CRACKING NOSES)
Yes!
Over there!
Even if I get the chair,
I'm killing that kid!
Surrender, kid!
He vanished.
I'm here, you horse's ass!
Whoa.
Nice night for a neck injury!
Suck brick, kid!
Come on, Marv.
I don't know.
I said, come on!
HARRY:
Come on, you big sissy.
(WHIMPERS)
Harry? You wearing aftershave?
That's kerosene.
The rope is soaked in it.
Why would anyone soak a rope
in kerosene?
Merry Christmas.
Go up!
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMING)
Get off me!
(SCREAMING)
Get the bag!
Two guys who robbed Duncan's Toy Chest
are in the park.
Central Park West, 95th Street. Look
for fireworks. Hurry, they got a gun.
KEVIN:
I'm here.
Metter come and get me
before I call the cops.
(HONKS)
Whoa!
My, how the tables have turned.
HARRY:
How do you like the ice?
(LAUGHING)
Let's go for a little stroll
in the park.
HARRY:
Give me the bag.
Give me it!
Great for the album.
You may've won the battle, dude,
but you lost the war.
You ought not of messed with us.
We're dangerous.
(WINGS FLAPPING)
- Harry?
- Shut up!
Harry.
HARRY:
Shut up! I want to enjoy this.
MARV:
Something's wrong.
- Let's get out of here!
- Shut up!
HARRY:
I never made it to the 6th grade...
...and it doesn't look like
you're gonna either.
Let him go!
Kevin, run!
Shoot her!
Shoot her!
- Shoot her!
- I'm trying to shoot her!
(WINGS FLAPPING)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(LAUGHS)
Mye! Thanks.
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