SCREAMING)
(LAUGHS)
Mye! Thanks.
(SIRENS)
COP 1:
Jesus, looks like the 4th of July!
We got the bridge.
Take the tunnel.
COP 2:
Let's go, let's go!
(MARV WHIMPERS)
(HARRY MUMMLES)
Oh, my God!
(GUNSHOT)
COP 2:
All right, let's go.
COP 1:
Come on, on your feet.
You guys should've started earlier.
The prisoners already exchanged gifts.
We missed the presents?
He made us hide in the store
and steal the kiddies' charity money.
Shut up, Marv.
HARRY:
You've got the right to remain silent.
He's a little cranky.
We just broke out of prison.
Shut up, Marv!
Get them out of here!
If this makes the papers...
...we're no longer the Wet Mandits,
we're the Sticky Mandits.
MARV:
That's sticky. S...
...T...
HARRY: I.
MARV: I.
COP: It's all over. We apprehended
the thieves and got your money.
MR. DUNCAN: I want to get that money
over to the Children's Hospital.
COP: I'll handle it.
MR. DUNCAN: Thank you.
Excuse me.
I found this note. Looks like
a kid broke your window.
KEVIN:
Dear Mr. Duncan:
I broke your window
to catch the bad guys.
Do you have insurance?
If not, I'll send you some money,
if I ever get home.
Merry Christmas.
Kevin McCallister.
P. S. Thanks for the turtledoves.
Turtledoves.
Oh.
Excuse me. I'm looking for my son.
This boy here.
Please help me. This boy right here.
Have you seen him?
(KNOCKS)
I'm looking for my son.
He's been missing for two days.
- Have you filed a report?
- Of course we have.
Then trust us. We'll handle it.
Oh.
I'm his mother.
I know, but you're looking
for a needle in a haystack.
Do you have kids?
Yes, ma'am.
What if one was missing?
I'd probably do the same thing
you're doing.
Thank you.
Put yourself in his shoes.
What would you do?
Me? I'd probably be lying dead
in a gutter somewhere.
Mut not Kevin.
No. Kevin is so much stronger
and braver than I am.
I know Kevin's fine. I'm sure he is.
Mut he's still alone in a big city.
He doesn't deserve that.
He deserves to be at home with his own
family around his Christmas tree.
Oh, dear God...
...I know where he is.
I need to get to Rockefeller Center.
- Hop in.
- Thank you.
I know I don't deserve a Christmas
even if I did do a good deed.
I don't want any presents.
Instead, I want to take back every mean
thing I ever said to my family...
...even if they don't do the same.
I don't care. I love all of them.
Including Muzz.
If I can't see all of them,
could I just see my mother?
I'll never want another thing, ever.
I just want my mother.
I know it won't be tonight...
...but promise me I can see her again.
Sometime. Anytime.
Even if it's just once
and only for a few minutes.
I need to tell her I'm sorry.
Kevin?
Mom?
That worked fast!
Oh, Kevin.
Mom, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry too.
Merry Christmas, Mom.
Merry Christmas, sweetheart.
Thank you.
Let's go.
KEVIN:
How'd you know I was here?
KATE: I know you and Christmas trees,
and this is the biggest.
KEVIN:
Where's everyone else?
KATE: At the hotel.
They didn't like palm trees either.
(SNORING)
Holy smokes, it's morning!
FULLER:
It's Christmas morning, man.
Don't get your hopes up.
Huh?
I don't think Santa visits hotels.
Are you nuts? He's omnipresent.
He goes everywhere.
Wake up, it's Christmas!
Mom! Dad! It's Christmas!
MUZZ:
Wow.
ROD:
Where'd it come from?
KEVIN:
Mom! Dad! You gotta see this!
- My gosh!
- Peter!
MUZZ:
Are we in the right room?
Don't open any of mine.
- Who's Mr. Duncan?
- Duncan? I don't know.
Everybody calm down.
Calm down!
All right. Now...
...if Kevin hadn't screwed up in
the first place, again...
...we wouldn't be
in this most perfect...
...and huge hotel room
with all this free stuff.
So...
...I think it only fair that Kevin
get to open the first gift.
Then I'll go and the rest
of you and so on.
Merry Christmas, Kev.
Merry Christmas, Muzz.
Merry Christmas, Kevin.
All right! Merry