ve shot him
when we had the chance.
I hate pulling a job knowing
that creep is on the loose.
MARV: What can he do?
Kids are helpless.
HARRY: Not this kid.
MARV: This time,
he doesn't have a houseful...
of dangerous goodies
to get us with.
He's in the park. He's alone.
Kids are a-scared of the park.
HARRY: Yeah.
Grown men come in the park...
and don't leave alive.
MARV: Yeah.
HARRY: Good luck, little fella.
KEVlN: I want to go home.
Mom, where are you?
[Speaking Spanish]
[Telephone rings]
Turn that down.
-Hello.
-Kate McCallister, please.
-This is she.
-Ma'am, we found your son.
-What?
-The police know where Kevin is.
MAN: He's in New York City.
He's in New York.
-New York?
-New York?
MAN: He checked into the Plaza
with your husband's credit card.
I'm sure he was scared.
He's not a troublemaker.
Would you hold just a second?
He used your credit card
to check into the Plaza Hotel.
Do they still have him?
Do they have him?
MAN:
No, police are still looking.
Damn it!
We're on the next flight out.
Thank you.
We're going to New York.
-Yes!
-Yes!
He ran away when they
questioned him about the card.
He must be so scared.
Would he go
to my brother's place?
Aren't they in Paris?
Maybe there's a housesitter.
I thought you said
they're renovating.
[Knock on door]
Hello!
Uncle Rob?
Aunt Georgette?
Anybody home?
Hello!
Anybody home?
It's me,
your favorite nephew Kevin.
Uncle Rob!
Aunt Georgette!
[Muttering]
Watch it, kid!
Ha ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha ha ha!
WOMAN:
Hey, looking for somebody...
to read you a bedtime story?
[Laughing]
Taxi!
Boy, it's scary out there.
Ain't much better in here, kid.
I don't want to ever take
a vacation like this again.
Where did all you come from?
I may not have enough
for everybody.
How hungry are you guys?
Well, you guys ate all my food.
Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
Look, I'm sorry
I screamed in yourface.
You were just 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 looked kind of scary.
But when I think about it,
it's not so bad.
They must be all over you
'cause they like 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 those pigeons
come back on their own...
or do you have to call them?
WOMAN: Give me your hand.
They can hear it.
This is great.
It's pretty cold out.
I could sure go
for a cup of hot chocolate.
How about you? My treat.
KEVlN: I'd hate to spend
Christmas Eve in Central Park.
Can we go someplace warm?
WOMAN: Yes. I know a place.
[Playing "Adeste Fideles"]
KEVlN: Nice music.
This place is great.
WOMAN: I've heard the world's
great music from here.
Ella Fitzgerald, Count Basie...
Frank Sinatra...
Luciano Pavarotti.
So, do you bring your friends
up here?
I haven't got many friends.
Oh. 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'd prefer
I wasn't part of their city.
Yeah.
It's sorta like that
with my family.
I'm kinda the pigeon
of the house...
just because I'm the youngest.
Everyone fights for position.
Everybody wants to be seen...
and heard.
I guess so.
I'm seen and heard
pretty much...
but then I get sent
to my room a lot, too.
I wasn't always like this,
you know.
Oh. What were you like before?
I had a job...
I had a home...
I had a family.
Did you have any kids?
No.
Oh, I wanted them...
but the man I loved...
fell out of love with me.
That broke my heart.
And whenever 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.
You see, sometimes
you can trust a person...
and then,
when things are down...
they forget about you.
Maybe