everything to go right.
- Come on. Let's not be late.
I don't want one single thing to go wrong.
Door, open.
And nothing will.
Oh, good. You've finally arrived.
- Mr. Prescott! Mr. Prescott! It's them!
- Hush, you.
- I'll get him out of your way.
- Thank you.
It's the burglars! It's the burglars!
Aah! Mr. Prescott!
It's Marv!
I guess you already
knew that though.
Listen, you. I have just about had
enough of you and your melodrama!
This is a very important night, and if I have
to lock you up to keep you out of our way...
- don't think I won't do it.
- Look!
Ow!
Ow! Ow!
Don't trifle with me,
you demon spawn!
Now that's a foolish place to hide.
One down, two to go.
Let me out of here! Let me out of here!
It's freezing cold!
Let me out!
Kevin, have you seen Prescott?
- Not lately.
- Ah, typical.
Always poking around
when you don't want him...
- and when you need him--
nowhere to be found.
Ah! Guests already?
Whatever happened to fashionably late?
Well, I don't like to boast, but...
yes, it will be the party of the season.
Oh, I'm getting another call.
All right. See you there.
Hello? Carmelina, how are you?
What? Oh, no!
They're snowed in.
Their flight's been canceled.
Well, so am I. Devastated.
Well, all right.
We'll see you tomorrow.
Merry Christmas.
What are we gonna do now?
It's gonna be just an ordinary party.
Christmas Eve at your place
sounds anything but ordinary to me.
It's hardly the party
of the season.
Peter.
- What if we announce
our engagement tonight?
- Tonight?
I know we were gonna wait till
after your divorce was final...
but it's only a few weeks away
and your kids already know...
and it'll make tonight
so special.
Well, if it makes you happy.
Yes!
Where are those guys?
- Marv, I gotta tinkle.
- Vera, you can tinkle next week.
Always in a hurry.
Door, open.
All right.
Now, you remember the plan?
- Which plan? Harry's plan?
- What-- No! Not Harry's plan!
- The one involving rope and a bag!
- Why are you yelling at me?
I'm not yell--
- Do you remember the plan?
- Yeah.
- Now, when the prince comes up to bed--
- We bag him!
- That's right. We kidnap the kid napping.
- You're a genius, Marv.
That's right.
Door, open.
Now, the prince goes
in the bag.
- The bag goes out the window.
- Uh-huh.
We climb down the rope.
Door, close.
Right.
Everybody in the van.
And we're gone before
they know what hit 'em.
Beautiful plan, Marv.
Elegant in its simplicity.
All right. Let's try it out.
Get in the bag.
Me? Why don't you
get in the bag?
Because I'm the boss.
Get in the bag, Vera.
- I don't wanna get in the bag.
- Vera, just get in the bag! Please!
You didn't tell me
I was gonna get in no bag.
I was saving it. It's gonna be fun.
Ooh, we're in the bag!
Nice. All right.
Window, open.
Ahh.
Uh, Marv. Ooh. Oh.
Don't worry, honey. I got ya.
Marv! Let me down easy.
I always do, baby.
Shouldn't have had
that last piece of cake.
- Perfect.
- Door, open.
Don't worry.
Everything's under control.
Uh, uh, Marv--
Easy...
but still way cool.
Thanks for breaking
my fall, pumpkin.
I always do, baby. Okay.
Get out and stay out!
- I know what you're trying to do.
- Oh, yeah, wise guy? What?
You're trying to
kidnap the prince.
Shut up,
ya little moron!
- I'm gonna kill him.
- Okay.
Vera, honey.
Little help?
Oh, yeah, baby. That'd be great.
I sure could use it.
I got every word.
- Welcome back. Where's the royal family?
- They were snowed in.
- Ah!
- Where's Prescott?
- I can't find him anywhere.
- That's odd.
Well, Molly, make sure
everyone has champagne.
- We're going to make
a special announcement.
- Yes, ma'am.
- How are you?
- Hi, how are you? Good to see you again.
Everyone, may I have
your attention?
Huh?
I am gonna kill that--
Uuh!
This is always a special night,
and tonight may be even more special.
Get him!
Peter and I are engaged!
Prescott?
This could not be goin' worse.