Home Alone Page #3
Does it have 4-wheel drive?
Look, I told you before, kid.
Don't bother me. Now, beat it!
Line up in front of the van.
- Line up and shut up!
- Wow!
Shut up!
I need a head count.
One, two, three...
Eleven, 92, 12...
Buzz, don't be a moron.
Six, seven, eight...
...nine, 10, 11.
Okay, half in this van,
half in this one. Let's go.
Have a good trip.
Bring me back something French.
There's no way we'll make this plane.
It leaves in 45 minutes.
Think positive!
You be positive.
I'll be realistic.
Excuse me, your power is fixed...
...but the phones are a mess.
It'll take a couple of days to fix...
...especially around the holidays.
- Thanks.
Did you count heads?
Eleven, including me.
Five boys, six girls,
two drivers...
...and a partridge in a pear tree.
Hold the plane!
- Did we miss it?
- You just made it.
Single seats only in coach.
Take whatever's free.
I get a window seat!
- Kids are in coach, we're first class.
- Seats Four A and B.
Four A and B. I'll take your coats.
- Fasten your seat belts.
- Champagne, please.
- It's free, isn't it?
- Oh, yes.
We made it.
Do you believe it?
Hope we didn't forget anything.
Mom?
- That's real. It's real crystal.
- Yeah, so?
- Put them in your purse.
- Frank, I can't do that.
Just... Put them in your purse!
Yeah. Fill it up.
Fill it up.
Fill it up, please.
Thank you.
Don't you feel like a heel, flying
first class with the kids in coach?
No. The kids are fine.
The only time I ever flew as a kid was
in the station wagon, not to France.
We had to go to Aunt Laura
and Uncle Arthur's.
Kids are okay. They're having
the time of their lives.
Hello?
Mom?
Dad?
Where are you guys?
Buzz?
Megan?
Hello?
Rod?
Uncle Frank?
Uncle Frank, is this a joke?
Megan? Linnie?
Is this a joke?
It's only my imagination.
Only my imagination.
The cars are still here.
They didn't go to the airport!
I made my family disappear.
You're completely helpless.
You know, Kevin...
... you're what the French call
les incompetents.
Kevin, I'm going to feed you
to my tarantula.
Kevin, you are such a disease.
There are 15 people, and you're
the only one who has to make trouble.
Look what you did, you little jerk!
I made my family disappear.
I'm free!
Wow!
No clothes on anybody.
Sickening!
Cool! Firecrackers!
I'll save these for later.
Buzz, I'm going through
all your private stuff.
You better come out and pound me!
Buzz, your girlfriend! Woof!
Who is it?
It's me. Snakes.
I got the stuff.
Leave it on the doorstep
and get the hell out of here.
All right, Johnny,
but what about my money?
What money?
A.C. Said you had some dough for me.
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