that's a relief.
Everything here is booked.
Nothing to Chicago?
There's nothing to Chicago,
New York, Nashville.
- What about a private plane?
- Sorry. We don't do that.
The only thing is a booking
for us on Friday morning.
Friday morn... That's two days away.
The kids are exhausted and so are you.
There's nothing we can do.
I say we go over to Rob's, and that
way we can call the police again.
I'm not leaving here
unless it's on an airplane.
Madame, we are doing
everything we can.
If you want to stay at the airport,
maybe we can get you on standby.
It is a possibility
that a seat will open up.
- Is that okay?
- Yes. I'll wait.
KATE:
I'll miss you, honey.
PETER:
Don't you get lost.
Goodbye.
I took a shower, washing every
body part with actual soap.
Including all my major crevices...
...between my toes
and in my belly button...
...which I never did before
but enjoyed.
I washed my hair with adult formula
shampoo and used creme rinse.
I can't find my toothbrush,
so I'll pick one up today.
Other than that, I'm in good shape.
(SCREAMS)
(SHELF CREAKS)
Whoa!
All right! Buzz's life savings.
I thought the Murphys
went to Florida.
(GLASS BREAKS)
You're one of the great
cat burglars of the world.
You think you can keep it
down a little in there?
(PHONE RINGS)
MURPHY ON MACHINE: You've reached
the Murphys. Leave a message.
PETER: This is Peter McCallister.
We're in Paris at my brother's.
Let me give you the number here.
The country code is 33.
The area code is 1-4
and the number is 694-876...
- Hey, Harry.
- Yeah?
That house we ran last night,
was that the McCallisters?
PETER: Call me in Paris.
- You're right. They're gone.
- I knew they were.
MARV: Silver tuna tonight.
HARRY:
Wow!
How may I help you?
Is this toothbrush approved
by the American Dental Association?
Well, I don't know.
- It doesn't say, hon.
- Can you please find out?
- Herb.
HERB: Yeah?
I got a question here
about a toothbrush.
(RINGS)
Do you know, is this brush approved
by the American Dental Association?
I don't know.
(GASPS)
Oh, hon, you pay for that here.
CLERK:
Wait, you have to pay for that.
Son! Son!
Jimmy, stop that boy!
Hey!
Hey!
Shoplifter!
Hey! Hey, kid!
(YELLING)
COP:
Come back here!
Stop it, will you?
Come here.
Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa!
Yee-haw!
I'm a criminal.
(MARV CHUCKLES)
What's so funny?
HARRY:
What's so funny?
Why are you laughing?
You did it again.
You left the water running.
Why do you do that?
I told you not to do it.
- It's our calling card.
- Calling card.
All the great ones leave their mark.
We're the wet bandits.
You're sick, you know?
You're really sick.
- I'm not sick.
- Yes, you are.
It's a sick thing to do.
- We don't need that.
- Don't tell me...
MARV:
I can do it if I want to.
It's not sick. Hey, watch out!
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(SCREAMS)
Hey! Hey!
You gotta watch out for traffic.
- Sorry.
- Damn.
Santy don't visit
the funeral homes, buddy.
HARRY:
Okay, okay.
Merry Christmas.
What's the matter?
I don't like the way
that kid looked at me.
- Ever seen him before?
- I saw a hundred kids this week.
Let's see what house he goes into.
(WHISTLES)
MARV:
Why's he going faster?
I told you something's wrong.
He looked at me weird.
Why would he run?
MARV:
Maybe he went in the church.
HARRY: I'm not going in there.
MARV: Me neither.
HARRY:
Let's get out of here.
When those guys come back,
I'll be ready.
("ROCKIN' AROUND
THE CHRISTMAS TREE" PLAYS)
MARV:
Did they come back?
From Paris?
HARRY: We'll come back tomorrow.
Maybe they'll be gone.
We better go before somebody sees us.
(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)
Look what I found in the kitchen.
Frank, those are for later.
Do you want a little shrimp, huh?
Do you speak English?
(SPEAKS IN FRENCH)
Well, is there...
(SPEAKS IN FRENCH)
- Did you get anybody?
- I am looking for my son!
No, I can