Home Alone 3 Page #3

She lives across the street.

It says U.S. Air Force...

...but you have to look

under a magnifying glass to see.

Kid, a lot of toys have

"Air Force" written on it.

This is a recruiting office.

We don't handle this.

Can I give you the chip number

to give to the right guys?

You think we should tell Mom

about the chip?

I guess you're right.

The less they know, the better.

Those guys are bad news.

I can't tell you how much I appreciate

you hitting me with the van.

Never let emotions

get the best of you.

You should have been more vigilant.

You should have taken driver's ed.

It's a kid. It has to be a kid.

I'm gonna have bad knees when I'm old.

I'll have Jernigan to thank.

The cops come,

they don't believe him...

...he takes matters

into his own hands.

It can't be anything else.

If that's the case,

I say take no chances.

Tomorrow, whack every kid

in the neighborhood. Burn them.

Then look for that stupid car.

My thoughts keep turning

to number 3026.

It's within the operating radius

of the toy car.

It's in sight of all the houses.

- Hello?

- Do you have the missile chip?

We are close.

If I don't have the chip

in 24 hours, Mr. Beaupre...

...I will have

to terminate the mission...

...and nullify all the participants.

You understand, don't you?

Dad's home tomorrow.

I have my meeting from 12 till 5,

so I need you and Molly...

...to come straight home

to stay with Alex.

I can't. Impossible.

I have gymnastics.

- I have hockey.

- Do I need to repeat myself?

I thought you were getting Mrs. Hess.

She's a lot more responsible

than me and Stan.

Mrs. Hess is a backup.

Unless it's an emergency,

I don't want to call her.

I'll be fine alone.

There you have it. Settled.

Could you pass me the false alarms?

Sorry, I meant the peas.

Hello?

He's been home with the chickenpox.

Alex, do you know a Bradley Clovis?

Yeah.

It's his mom.

Did you take a toy car from him?

He has one of those cars,

but he got it from a neighbor.

We have it.

What is the matter?

You don't disconnect my calls.

Don't talk to her.

- Why not?

- She's dangerous.

- What are you talking about?

- Lies.

They're all lies. It wasn't her.

What do you mean, it wasn't her?

Call her, you'll be surprised.

Outgoing call.

Rerouted.

Hello, Clovis'.

- I beg your pardon. We just...

- I'm sorry.

Did I disconnect you, Karen?

No, it was me. We're renovating,

the phone lines are a mess.

They intercepted the phone call.

Listen, I didn't mean

to accuse your son.

I'm certain Bradley

just misplaced his toy car.

Kids. They lose something

and assume it's been stolen.

Little boys do have

wild imaginations, don't they?

Yes, they do.

They're gonna come after me tomorrow,

Doris. Nobody will listen.

Not my parents or Molly or Stan...

...or the police

or the Air Force. Nobody.

So, what do I do?

If that means hide, you're wrong.

If that means fight, you're right.

They'll understand when I'm done,

and know I was telling the truth.

I'm not gonna feel sad or scared.

They're grown-up criminals...

...but this is my neighborhood

and this is my house.

No matter how old they are,

no matter how big they are...

...they can't beat me here.

They can't beat me at home.

Want to buy a little silence?

Double or nothing.

We're watching a major storm

bearing down on Chicago.

On the radar, you can see

the snow is increasing in intensity.

Heavy snow is forecasted.

Residents are urged

to stay indoors if possible.

Approaching target.

All clear.

Here we go, Doris.

First, we free the hostages.

Switching on the fiber optics.

Alex, can you get the door?

No answer.

Are we certain target has not left?

We would've seen.

I repeat, there is no movement inside.

Permission to enter.

Alice?

Hey. Go home. Go home.

I need assistance. I'm exposed.

Maintain your position.

Do not, I repeat, do not

draw attention to yourself.

Pick her up.

We'll move in after the storm hits,

let Mother Nature cover our tracks.

This just came in from the Air Force.

Some kid named Pruitt called

the recruiting office in Chicago.

Said he found a computer chip

in a toy car.

We're going to Chicago.

Did you watch the weather?

- No problems. Your coat's there.

- I want to wear my brown one.

Wait!

Go fill your commuter cup with coffee

and I'll get your coat for you.

Thanks, hon.

I'll make you a sandwich.

- Here's your coat.

- Thanks.

Sweetheart, I'm sorry about this week.

It breaks my heart to have to come

and go. It shouldn't be this way.

It's okay. It's not you.

It's the times.

Thanks, hon.

You have your beeper?

Great. I'll call every half-hour.

I'll go online and keep

the connection open all day.

I'll have my laptop

in all my meetings.

We'll be in contact at all times.

I have my cellular.

You've got my fax number.

We're wired.

Oh, my gosh. Did Mrs. Clovis call?

She was gonna stop by to confirm

that Bradley's name wasn't on the car.

She did when you were in the shower.

- You let her have it?

- Bigtime.

- I hope she felt foolish.

- It was painful.

Okay. Be good.

Be safe.

Keep an eye on the old place.

I got it all covered.

Here we go.

It's just you and me.

You mean there's someone else?

Get ready to rumble!

Play ball!

The old switcheroo.

- Come on.

- It's showtime!

If those are real, I'm an eagle.

Block the street.

- Hello.

- Hi, it's Karen Pruitt.

Could you check on Alex?

I'm just going out.

I'm at work and in a bind.

Well, how long?

It wouldn't be for more than an hour.

All right. No cooking.

"Call Mrs. Hess.

She's retired, what else

could she possibly be doing?"

Would they invite me to their house

for holiday eggnog? Of course not!

Look who woke up from her nap.

Crooks at 30 yards and closing.

Let the party begin.

Good afternoon.

We just moved into your neighborhood.

What do you want, a button?

A package was to be delivered to us,

but perhaps they brought it here.

Nope, not here.

They said no one answered the door

and the driver left it in the garage.

Sometimes they leave stuff

at the back door.

Why are you closing the door?

I left my heart in San Francisco.

It looks like he has the place

locked up pretty tight.

Jernigan, I think

I'm going to enjoy this.

It's been a long time

since I was a kid.

You forget how

incredibly stupid they are.

You be careful.

When kids get scared,

they wet their pants.

Mr. Unger?

I'm all right.

Mr. Unger, what are you doing?

Don't touch the yarn. It's wired.

Kid's got the place booby-trapped.

Make no assumptions.

Watch the mat.

This boy is clever.

Have you tried the door?

Not yet.

Let me point something out to you.

Missed that.

Stand clear.

Maybe he's not so clever.

I think we're just having an off day.

A thought for you to consider:

At airport security...

...make sure you have

the right package.

I certainly hope that you're not...

...fond of that little boy

across the street.

I'll leave this open.

Fresh air will be good for you.

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