Paul Blart: Mall Cop Page #6

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I was just speaking from the heart.

Yeah, well, I didn't have to go online, Paul,

to know that you love peanut brittle.

You're so pathetic.

Trippy.

This I can use.

What do you want, Veck?

I just want the $30 million

that I came here for.

But, you know, I would settle offing

your dream girl, or maybe your daughter.

You touch them, I swear I'll end you.

What're you gonna do, Paul?

You gonna pull up with your left hip forward

giving the illusion that you have a gun,

which you and I both know you don't?

- I could.

- You're not gonna do squat.

The next time I see you, Paul,

I'm gonna put a bullet in your head.

I don't think so. I'm taking you down.

Blart!

Oh, Blart.

Sweet mercy.

I wish I had a bat. I would bust you open,

see how much candy fell out.

- Too tight!

- This is not happening.

- It's not happening.

- Come on.

Bravo. That was awesome.

And you were just so close

to making it, too, Paul. Just so close.

- It's not over yet.

- Yeah, I think it is.

Now the only thing I need are my codes,

which, judging from your text messages,

you have been so sweet as to enter them

into your phone just for me.

You think I'm gonna carry the phone

with me that actually contains the...

- Yello?

- Peanut Blart and Jelly.

What's up, man?

So good to hear your voice.

Yeah, it's good to hear

your voice, too, Pahud.

Listen, I'm gonna have to call you back.

- What? When?

- I don't know when. I'll talk to you later.

Okay, Paul, call me back!

Call me back, Paul!

I mean,

this just keeps getting better and better.

I mean, you are impossible

to underestimate.

I mean, you can't pass the trooper exam,

you black out if you don't have

a Snickers bar like every 20 minutes,

you had the chance to be the MVP,

and you blew it.

Again, like you always do.

Ain't that right, Maya?

What do you want me to say, Veck?

You're smarter than me.

You're good on computers,

you kept your weight under control.

I mean, people,

they look at me and you, and...

Yeah, it's a landslide.

It's no contest.

Sorry.

Right now, you're the man with the gun.

So here you go.

Come on!

Go get him!

Go, Dad.

What...

Probably should have capitalized on that.

Dad!

Lock and load, boys. We're going in.

Hey, we're on the move.

Let's go.

Come on, come on, come on.

Paul. Think, Paul. Think!

Let's go, men. Take it down.

Secure the suspects.

Get down!

Hold your fire! Hold your fire!

Down. The other one. That's the back one.

No, no. That's the same one. No!

The other one!

Veck got away with my daughter and Amy.

Entry team, clear the mall. We'll pursue.

Light.

Open the door.

Let's do this.

Jimmy, give me your cell phone.

Gotta hand it to you, Blart.

You're really taking care of business.

What up?

Pahud, do you still have GPS

on Parisa's cell phone?

You know I do, Paul. You know I do.

What can I do for you?

I need to know where it's headed.

Paul, it looks like

they're on their way to McGuire Airfield.

I know where that is. Thanks.

Hang on.

My God. There they are.

Jimmy, take the wheel.

What?

Here we go! Here we go!

That was me. I can't...

Here I go! No!

Blart!

Don't do it! Blart!

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Maya! Maya, get inside.

- Oh, God!

- Dad!

Paul?

I really don't drink.

Come on. Oh, yeah?

- Dad!

- Come on.

Dad!

Man, that hypoglycemia is a killer.

I told you I'd take you down.

Blart!

Very impressive,

taking down an assailant without a gun.

I hope you don't mind if I use one.

What?

- Oh, no.

- Oh, yeah.

I guess

it's off to the Cayman Islands then, huh?

Soon as I get my money.

Yeah, well, you'll be needing this.

Just give it to him, Dad.

Oh, I will. Suck on that!

Okay. Situation update?

We have seven assailants in custody, sir.

- Great. Nobody talks to them but me.

- Yes, sir.

You see, jackass? I don't need the phone.

'Cause I got all the access codes

written on their arm.

Now, I kill you three,

there'll be no witnesses.

And since everybody thinks

this was a bank...

I got a newsflash for you.

Your flight's been canceled.

That's better than anything I got.

You did good, Dad.

Yeah, I am pretty great.

You know, she doesn't need a green card.

I don't know what to say.

I have something I want to say to you.

Happy birthday, Amy.

I heard you applied to be a state trooper.

You say the word,

my department would be proud to have you.

Thank you, sir. But I think

I'm gonna stick with what I do best.

It's protecting the people

of the West Orange Pavilion Mall.

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