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.
(YELLING)
That's...
...three.
No.
(PIPE CRASHES)
MARV:
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!
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