Let's get him!
He busted me right in my mouth, Marv!
That's one.
Don't worry, Harry. I'll get him.
Right in the schnoz.
That's two. Come on, let's get him.
That's three.
No.
That's four.
- Come on, Harry.
- Marv, are you sure this is safe?
Oh yeah. Yep, I've worked all the kinks out.
It's solid as a rock.
- Like a rock, huh, Marv?
- Hey? Do you guys give up?
- Have you had enough pain?
- Never!
You better say every prayer
you ever heard before, kid!
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?
That was the sound of a tool chest
falling down the stairs.
Yes!
Over there!
I don't care if I get the chair,
I'm killing that kid!
Surrender, kid!
- He vanished.
- I'm down here, you big horse's ass!
- Whoa.
- Nice night for a neck injury!
Suck brick, kid!
- Come on, Marv.
- Oh, I don't know.
I said, come on.
Come on, you big sissy.
Harry? You wearing aftershave?
That's not aftershave. That's kerosene.
The rope is soaked in it.
Now, why would anybody
soak a rope in kerosene?
Merry Christmas.
Go up!
Get off me!
Get the bag!
Hello, the 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.
Hey, I'm down here. Better come
and get me before I call the cops.
My, how the tables have turned.
How do you like the ice, kid?
Let's go for a little stroll in the park.
Give me that bag. Give me it!
Hey, these'll look great in the photo album.
You may've won the battle, little dude,
but you lost the war.
You ought not have messed with us, pal.
We're dangerous.
- Harry?
- Shut up!
- Harry.
- Shut up! I want to enjoy this.
- Something's wrong. Let's get out of here!
- Shut up, I said!
I never made it to the 6th grade, kid,
and it doesn't look like
you're going to, either.
Let him go!
Kevin, run!
Shoot her! Shoot her! Shoot her!
I'm trying to shoot her!
Run, Marv!
Bye! Thanks.
Jesus, looks like the 4th of July!
- Okay, let's go.
- We'll take the bridge.
You guys get the tunnel.
Let's go. Come on!
Oh, my God!
All right, guys, let's go, huh?
- Come on, on your feet.
- Take it easy.
What is this stuff?
You guys should've started earlier.
The prisoners have
already exchanged gifts.
We missed the presents?
He made us hide out in the store so we
could steal all the kiddies' charity money.
Shut up, Marv.
Got the right to remain silent, you know.
He's a little cranky. We just broke out
of prison a few days ago.
Shut up, Marv! Jeez.
- Get them out of here!
- All right, let's go.
Remember, if this makes the papers,
we're no longer the Wet Bandits,
we're the Sticky Bandits.
We're not Sticky Bandits, shut up!
- That's Sticky. That's S...
- Shut it.
...T...
- I.
...I...
Well, Mr. Duncan, it's all over with.
We apprehended the thieves
and we recovered your money.
Good, I want to get that money over to the
Children's Hospital as soon as possible.
- I'll handle it personally. My pleasure.
- Thank you very much.
- Excuse me, Mr. Duncan.
- Yes.
I found this note.
Looks like a kid broke your window.
Turtledoves.
Excuse me. I'm looking for my son.
He's this boy right here.
Excuse me. Please help me.
This boy right here. Have you seen him?
This one, he's... Please.
I'm looking for my son.
Have you seen my son? He's...
There. He's been missing for two days.
- Well, have you filed a report, ma'am?
- Yes, of course we have.
Then trust us. We'll handle it.
But I'm his mother.
I realize that, ma'am, but you're looking
for a needle in a haystack.
- Do you have kids?
- Yes, ma'am.
And what would you do
if one of them was missing?
I'd probably be doing the same thing
you're doing.
Thank you.
Look, put yourself in your kid's shoes.
Where would you go? What would you do?
Me? I'd probably be lying dead
in a gutter somewhere.
Oh, but not Kevin. No. Kevin is
so much stronger and braver