Home Alone Page #4
Is that a fact?
How much do I owe you?
A.C. Said ten percent.
Too bad A.C. Ain't in charge no more.
Guys, I'm eating junk
and watching rubbish!
You better come out and stop me!
He'll call you when he gets out.
I'll tell you what I'm gonna
give you.
I'm gonna give you to
the count of ten...
... to get your ugly, yellow...
... no-good keister off my property...
... before I pump your guts
full of lead.
All right, I'm sorry.
I'm going.
One, two... ten.
Keep the change,
you filthy animal.
Mom!
What's the matter?
Honey?
I have a terrible feeling.
About what?
That we didn't do something.
You feel that way because
we left in a hurry.
We took care of everything.
Did I turn off the coffee?
No.
I did.
Did you lock up?
Yeah.
Did you close the garage?
That's it.
That's it.
No, that's not it.
What else could we be forgetting?
Kevin!
The captain's doing all he can.
Your phones are out of order.
We'll call when we land.
I'm sure it's okay.
Horrible. Horrible.
Just horrible.
How could we do this?
We forgot him.
We didn't forget him,
we just miscounted.
What kind of mother am I?
If it makes you feel any better,
Five families gone
on one block alone.
They all told me from their
own mouths.
It's almost too easy.
Check it out:
All the houses with nobody home...
...have automatic timers
on their lights.
But I got it all figured out.
Watch this.
Number 664 will be going on
right about...
...now.
Wait, wait, wait.
Number 682...
...right now.
Wait a minute.
...now.
And that's the one, Marvin.
That's the silver tuna.
It's very G.
Very G, huh? It's loaded.
It's got lots of top-flight goods.
- Stereos, VCRs...
- Toys?
Probably looking at some
very fine jewelry.
Possible cash horde.
Odd marketable securities.
Who knows? It's a gem.
Grab your crowbar.
Crowbars up.
You're a rotter,
Mr. Grinch
You're the king
Of sinful sots
Your heart's a dead tomato
Blotched with moldy purple spots,
Mr. Grinch
Which way?
We'll go around back,
down the basement.
- You said they were gone.
- They were gonna leave today.
Let's get out of here.
We have to use the phone, please.
It's an emergency.
We really have to make a call.
Please! Our brother's home alone.
Give us the phone!
I'm sorry. Thank you.
I'm calling the police.
Book us a flight home.
Get change out of here.
Call everybody you know.
Here's my address book. You and Frank
call everyone on our street.
Maybe somebody can help us.
Hello? Hello?
Oh, she'll have to call you back.
This is ridiculous.
Only a wimp would be
hiding under a bed.
And I can't be a wimp.
I'm the man of the house.
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