| 1. | |
| 1 EXT. HOUSE - EVENING 1 | |
| A big, old, three-story brick house in a small Chicago | |
| suburb. | |
| Three days before Christmas. There are lights and Christmas | |
| decorations on the house and the surrounding houses. | |
| 2 INT. HOUSE - FOYER - NIGHT 2 | |
| A uniformed POLICE OFFICER is standing here. Middle-aged. | |
| Paunchy. He's standing alone trying to catch the attention | |
| of passing adults and children who cross the foyer, go up | |
| and down the stairs and in and out of the house carrying | |
| clothing, luggage, toiletries and wrapped Christmas gifts. | |
| POLICE OFFICER | |
| Excuse me... May I ... ? Is your | |
| mother home? | |
| 3 INT. MASTER BEDROOM - NIGHT 3 | |
| KATE McCALLISTER is talking on the phone and packing a | |
| suitcase. She's handsome and energetic, in her early | |
| forties. | |
| Still dressed from work. | |
| KATE | |
| I don't want any calls. I'm not | |
| going to France so I can spend the | |
| holidays on the phone. | |
| KEVIN McCALLISTER enters. He's seven. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Mom? Uncle Frank won't let me watch | |
| the movie but the big kids can. Why | |
| can't I? | |
| KATE | |
| Kevin. I'm on the phone. | |
| KEVIN | |
| (insistent) | |
| It's not even an "R". He's just | |
| being a jerk. | |
| 2. | |
| KATE | |
| (to the phone) | |
| Excuse me. | |
| (to Kevin) | |
| If Uncle Frank says, no. I say no. | |
| Kevin flops down on the bed. | |
| KATE | |
| Get off there. | |
| (to the phone) | |
| I'm sorry. Say that again. | |
| (to Kevin) | |
| Get out of herel | |
| KEVIN | |
| Hang up the phone and make me, why | |
| don't you? | |
| Her husband, PETER, comes out of the bathroom with his | |
| electric razor. He's 40, good-looking, easygoing. | |
| PETER | |
| Kate? Where's the voltage adaptor | |
| thing? | |
| KATE | |
| I didn't have time to pick one up. | |
| PETER | |
| How am I going to shave? | |
| KEVIN | |
| Dad. Nobody'll let me do anything. | |
| PETER | |
| I'll let you do something. Pick up | |
| your MicroMachines. Aunt Leslie | |
| stepped on one and almost fell | |
| down. | |
| KATE | |
| (covering the phone) | |
| And he was in the garage again. | |
| Playing with the glue gun. | |
| PETER | |
| What have I told you about that? | |
| KEVIN | |
| Did I b u m down the joint? I don't | |
| think so. I was making ornaments | |
| out of fish hooks. | |
| 3. | |
| PETER | |
| My good fish hooks?!? | |
| KEVIN | |
| I can't make ornaments out of the | |
| old ones with the dried worm guts | |
| stuck on them. | |
| A woman, LESLIE McCALLISTER, comes into the room. She's in | |
| her late thirties she's a bit chunky, extreme in her dress | |
| and coiffure. She's Peter and Kate's sister-in-law. | |
| LESLIE | |
| There's a policeman downstairs. | |
| PETER | |
| What's he want? | |
| KEVIN | |
| Aunt Leslie? How come Uncle Frank | |
| won't..? | |
| LESLIE | |
| In a minute, Kevin. | |
| (to Peter) | |
| I have no idea. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I'm sick of everybody saying... | |
| (mocks her) | |
| ... "in a minute." | |
| PETER | |
| Kevin! Out! | |
| (to Leslie) | |
| Do you have a voltage adaptor? | |
| LESLIE | |
| That's just what I was going to ask | |
| you. | |
| 4 INT. FOYER - NIGHT 4 | |
| The Police Officer is still waiting. TRACEY McCALLISTER | |
| crosses through the dining room into the foyer. She's 14. | |
| Very pretty. But dressed a little cheap. | |
| POLICE OFFICER | |
| Pardon me? Are your parents home? | |
| TRACEY | |
| 4. | |
| Yeah. But they don't live here. | |
| She heads up the stairs as HEATHER McCALLISTER comes down | |
| the stairs. She's nineteen and a cousin. She's wearing a | |
| Northwestern University sweatshirt. | |
| HEATHER | |
| (to Tracey and Megan) | |
| Did you call for the pizzas? | |
| TRACEY | |
| Buzz did. My dad said an American | |
| hair dryer won't work in France. Is | |
| that true? | |
| HEATHER | |
| You need a voltage adaptor. | |
| TRACEY | |
| What's that? | |
| HEATHER | |
| Ask your mom. | |
| Tracey heads upstairs. The cop catches Heather's attention. | |
| POLICE OFFICER | |
| Excuse me. Are your parents here? | |
| HEATHER | |
| My parents live in Paris. Sorry. | |
| She exits into the dining room, as SONDRA McCALLISTER, | |
| enters the foyer. She's 11. | |
| SONDRA | |
| (to Heather) | |
| Bon jour. | |
| HEATHER | |
| Wrong. That's good day. | |
| POLICE OFFICER | |
| Hi. Are your parents home? | |
| SONDRA | |
| Yeah. | |
| POLICE OFFICER | |
| Do they live here? | |
| SONDRA | |
| No. | |
| 5. | |
| 5 EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT 5 | |
| A LITTLE NERO'S PIZZA delivery car — a Red Ford Geo — with | |
| a cartoon rendering of a Roman holding a pizza and the | |
| slogan NO FIDDLIN' AROUND PIZZA IN THIRTY MINUTES OR LESS | |
| painted on the side and on the lighted roof sign whips into | |
| the driveway and skids to a stop. | |
| 6 INT. HOUSE - UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - NIGHT 6 | |
| Kevin and JEFF McCALLISTER come out of their bedroom. | |
| Jeff's Kevin's nine year-old brother. He's lugging a large | |
| canvas duffel bag. He's stocky and build, aggressive and | |
| confident. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I don't know how to pack a | |
| suitcase. I've never done it once | |
| in my whole life. | |
| JEFF | |
| Tough. | |
| KEVIN | |
| That's what Megan said. | |
| MEGAN McCALLISTER comes out of her room into the hall. | |
| She's 15, aloof, regal, vain, self-absorbed. | |
| MEGAN | |
| What did I say? | |
| JEFF | |
| You told Kevin, "tough". | |
| MEGAN | |
| The dope was whining about a | |
| suitcase. What am I supposed to do? | |
| Shake his hand and say, | |
| "Congratulations, you're an idiot"? | |
| KEVIN | |
| I'm not an idiot! | |
| MEGAN | |
| Oh really? You're completely | |
| helpless. Everybody has to do | |
| everything for you. | |
| JEFF | |
| She's right, Kev. | |
| 6. | |
| Megan heads down the hall to the stairs and bounces down. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Excuse em, puke breath, I never | |
| packed a suitcase. | |
| LINNIE McCALLISTER, walks out of her room. She's twelve. | |
| Perfectly beautiful. | |
| LINNIE | |
| I hope you didn't just pack crap, | |
| Jeff. | |
| JEFF | |
| Shut-up, Linnie. | |
| KEVIN | |
| (to Linnie) | |
| Do you know what I should pack? | |
| JEFF | |
| Buzz told you, cheek-face, toilet | |
| paper and water. | |
| Jeff continues to the stairs. Kevin hangs back with Linnie. | |
| LINNIE | |
| What're you worried about? Mom's | |
| gonna pack your stuff anyway. | |
| You're what the French call les | |
| Incompetant. | |
| Linnie turns on her heels and goes into room. | |
| LINNIE | |
| P.S. You have to sleep on the hide- | |
| a-bed with Fuller and he still wets | |
| his bed. | |
| KEVIN | |
| What happened to my room? | |
| LINNIE | |
| Heather, Tracey, and Sondra took | |
| it. | |
| KEVIN | |
| This house is so full of people, it | |
| makes me sick! When I grow upand | |
| get married, I'm living alone! | |
| He stomps away. Linnie laughs. | |
| 7. | |
| 7 INT. HALLWAY-STAIRS / FOYER 7 | |
| Jeff slings the duffel down the stairs. | |
| JEFF | |
| BOMBS AWAY! | |
| CLOSE-UP POLICE OFFICER | |
| He looks down at his feet and the bag that's just landed. | |
| He looks up. | |
| 8 INT. BUZZ'S BEDROOM - MIGHT 8 | |
| BUZZ McCALLISTER and ROD McCALLISTER are in Buzz's room. | |
| Buzz is packing his suitcase. He's stocky and muscular, a | |
| jock with a three-inch, waxed flattop. Rod is thin and | |
| lanky, dull and bookish. Rod is looking at Buzz's | |
| tarantula. | |
| ROD | |
| Who's gonna feed your spider while | |
| you're gone? | |
| BUZZ | |
| He just ate a shitload of mice | |
| guts. He's good for a couple weeks. | |
| (pause) | |
| Is it true that French babes don't | |
| shave their pits? | |
| ROD | |
| Some don't. | |
| BUZZ | |
| And they got nude beaches? | |
| ROD | |
| Not in the winter. | |
| Kevin opens the door and walks in. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Buzz? | |
| Buzz turns angrily to him | |
| BUZZ | |
| Don't you know how to knock, dick | |
| rash? | |
| KEVIN | |
| 8. | |
| Can I sleep in your room? I don't | |
| wanna sleep in the family room. | |
| BUZZ | |
| I wouldn't let you sleep in my room | |
| if you were growing on my ass. | |
| Buzz notices something out the window. He moves to the | |
| window and points it out to Rod. | |
| BUZZ | |
| Check it out. Old man Marley. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| The mention of Marley's name gives Kevin pause. | |
| ROOM WINDOW | |
| Buzz and Rod peer through the window. | |
| BUZZ'S POV - MARLEY - NIGHT | |
| A grizzled old fellow with a mangy Howard Hughes white hair | |
| and beard, shuffles out to his mailbox in a bathrobe and | |
| boots. | |
| He gets his mail, hurriedly running back into the house. | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| ROD | |
| Who's he? | |
| BUZZ | |
| Ever heard of the South Bend Shovel | |
| Slayer? | |
| ROD | |
| No ... | |
| BUZZ | |
| That's him. Back in '58, murdered | |
| his whole family and half the | |
| people on his block with a snow | |
| shovel. Been hiding out in our | |
| neighborhood ever since. | |
| ROD | |
| If he's the slayer... How come the | |
| cops don't arrest him? | |
| 9. | |
| BUZZ | |
| They got no proof. But everybody | |
| around here knows he did it. That's | |
| why he only comes out once a day. | |
| To get his mail. His groceries and | |
| everything else gets delivered. He | |
| lives by himself. Never says a word | |
| to anybody. | |
| ROD | |
| Wow... | |
| BUZZ | |
| I keep watchin' that show... | |
| "America's Most Wanted." I know | |
| he's gonna be on it someday. Then | |
| I'm gonna call that 900 number. | |
| Turn his ass into the authorities. | |
| Make a trillion dollars. | |
| He turns to Kevin and stalks him to the door | |
| BUZZ | |
| (mean) | |
| And if you don't get outta my | |
| room... I'm gonna tie you to his | |
| front porch and ring the doorbell | |
| until he comes out. | |
| Kevin backs out of the room, scared. Buzz slams the door in | |
| his face. He turns to Rod with a grin. | |
| BUZZ | |
| The microveenie has the balls of a | |
| butterfly. | |
| 9 INT. FOYER - NIGHT 9 | |
| The PIZZA BOY nervously offers his stack of pizza boxes to | |
| the Police Officer. | |
| PIZZA BOY | |
| (to the Officer) | |
| $122.50. Sir. | |
| POLICE OFFICER | |
| I don't live here. | |
| PIZZA BOY | |
| Just here for the holidays? | |
| 10. | |
| 10 INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT 10 | |
| FRANK McCALLISTER comes out of the bathroom with a Michel | |
| in Guide under his arm. He's Peter's brother. A bit | |
| younger, bulky and balding in department store casual | |
| clothes. Kevin comes out of Buzz's room. Frank gives him an | |
| affectionate, if a bit too hard, pat on the head with his | |
| Michelin Guide. | |
| FRANK | |
| Parlez vous Francais yet, squirt? | |
| Kevin gives him a chilly look. | |
| KEVIN | |
| My name's Kevin. | |
| FRANK | |
| Yeah? You know what they're gonna | |
| call you in France don't you? | |
| KEVIN | |
| What? | |
| Frank reaches around behind him, grabs the waist of his | |
| pants and gives him a sharp pull. | |
| FRANK | |
| YANK! | |
| He snorts and continues down the hall. Kevin glowers at | |
| him. | |
| 11 INT. FOYER - NIGHT 11 | |
| CLOSE-UP POLICE OFFICER AND PIZZA BOY | |
| They're staring down. | |
| THEIR POV | |
| FULLER and BROOKE McCALLISTER are staring back up at them. | |
| Fuller is five and wearing glasses. Brooke is eight and | |
| she's wearing glasses. | |
| The Pizza Boy leans over to Brooke and Fuller. | |
| PIZZA BOY | |
| You dinks are my witnesses. I was | |
| here in 30 minutes or less. | |
| 11. | |
| Frank comes down the stairs. | |
| FRANK | |
| Pizza's here! | |
| He takes the pizzas from the Boy. | |
| PIZZA BOY | |
| $122.50. | |
| FRANK | |
| My brother'll get it. This is his | |
| house. | |
| He exits with the pizzas. A stream of kids run down the | |
| stairs and cross into the dining room to the kitchen. Aunt | |
| Leslie follows. | |
| POLICE OFFICER | |
| Are you Mrs. McCallister? | |
| AUNT LESLIE | |
| Yes. But I'm not the Mrs. | |
| McCallister that lives here. | |
| She exits into the dining room. | |
| AUNT LESLIE | |
| (calls) | |
| Use paper plates, Frank! And don't | |
| give Fuller any Coke! | |
| Peter comes down. The cop points. | |
| POLICE OFFICER | |
| Are you the Hr. McCallister who | |
| lives here? | |
| PETER | |
| Yes. | |
| PIZZA BOY | |
| Good. 'Cause somebody owes me | |
| $122.50. | |
| POLICE OFFICER | |
| I need a word with you, sir. | |
| PETER | |
| My wife's coming right down. She'll | |
| take care of both of you. Excuse | |
| me. | |
| 12. | |
| Peter exits. The cop and the Boy exchange confused looks. | |
| 12 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 12 | |
| It's a pizza orgy. The boxes are spread across the counters | |
| and table. Everybody's talking at once, grabbing pizza, | |
| opening and closing the refrigerator, drawers, cupboards. | |
| AUNT LESLIE | |
| Take napkins and get your own | |
| drinks. | |
| FULLER | |
| What time do we have to go to bed? | |
| UNCLE FRANK | |
| Early. We're leaving the house at | |
| eight A.M. On the button. | |
| Kate comes down the back stairs into the kitchen. | |
| KATE | |
| Everybody have milk? I have to get | |
| rid of it. | |
| BROOKE | |
| Mom... Does Santa have to go | |
| through customs? | |
| PETER | |
| (to Kate) | |
| Honey? The pizza kid needs $122.50. | |
| KATE | |
| For pizza? | |
| Kate crosses to the counter, opens her purse, taking out an | |
| envelope of travel money. | |
| UNCLE FRANK | |
| Ten pizzas times twelve bucks | |
| AUNT LESLIE | |
| Frank? You have money, don't you? | |
| UNCLE FRANK | |
| Traveller's checks. | |
| KATE | |
| We have it. | |
| Kevin sifts through the pizza boxes. | |
| 13. | |
| KEVIN | |
| (looking up) | |
| Did anybody order me plain cheese? | |
| Buzz, his mouth packed with pizza, looks at Kevin. | |
| BUZZ | |
| Yeah. But if you want any, | |
| somebody's gonna have to barf | |
| theirs up because it's gone. | |
| Kevin glares at Buzz, who smiles sadistically and begins to | |
| feign a barf. Kevin charges Buzz, knocking the loaded plate | |
| of pizza from his hands and ramming him into the counter, | |
| knocking over a half-gallon carton of milk. | |
| CLOSE-UP PASSPORTS | |
| A stack of fifteen passports. Dosed with milk. | |
| BACK TO SCENE | |
| Kate grabs Kevin. Peter lunges from his seat, knocking the | |
| table, spilling a glass of milk. | |
| PETER | |
| THE PASSPORTS1 | |
| Frank shoves his chair back to avoid the river of milk | |
| heading his way. | |
| FRANK | |
| LOOK OUT! | |
| He pins Fuller between the wall and the back of his chair. | |
| FULLER | |
| DAD! | |
| AUNT LESLIE | |
| (noticing Fuller) | |
| FRANK! | |
| FRANK | |
| GET A NAPKIN! | |
| Kate pulls Kevin off Buzz. Peter rescues the passports and | |
| tickets. | |
| KATE | |
| What's the natter with you? | |
| 14. | |
| She gives him a violent shake. | |
| KEVIN | |
| HE STARTED IT! HE ATE MY PIZZA ON | |
| PURPOSE. HE KNOWS I HATE SAUSAGE | |
| AND OLIVES AND ONIONS AND... | |
| KATE | |
| You get upstairs! Right this | |
| Instant! | |
| KEVIN | |
| Why?!? | |
| TRACEY | |
| Kevin. You're such a disease. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Shut up. | |
| PETER | |
| Get upstairs! | |
| KATE | |
| Say good night, Kevin. | |
| Kate yanks him out of the kitchen. Peter holds the drenched | |
| passports and tickets over the sink. | |
| 13 INT. FOYER - NIGHT 13 | |
| The cop and the Pizza Boy are still waiting. They look to | |
| the dining room as Kate drags a struggling Kevin through. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Why do I always get treated like | |
| scum!? | |
| POLICE OFFICER | |
| Ma'am? | |
| She hands the Pizza Boy his money | |
| KATE | |
| (to the cop as she pays | |
| the boy) | |
| 15. | |
| I'm sorry. We're going out of town | |
| tomorrow and it's just crazy around | |
| here. My husband's brother | |
| transferred to Paris during the | |
| summer and his daughter goes to | |
| college here and his son is | |
| finishing high school and staying | |
| with my brother-in-law. | |
| Kate gives the last of the cash to the Pizza Boy. | |
| PIZZA BOY | |
| Nice tip. Thank you. Have a very | |
| Merry. | |
| KATE | |
| You, too. | |
| He exits. Kate continues explaining to the cop. | |
| KATE | |
| So... as a Christmas present ... My | |
| husband's brother gave us all a | |
| trip to Paris ... So we can all be | |
| together for the holidays. My | |
| brother-in-law drove in from Ohio | |
| today... we all leave for Paris in | |
| the morning. We have a house full | |
| of people here and... | |
| (referring to Kevin) | |
| ... this one's a little out of | |
| sorts. Give me a minute and I'll be | |
| right with you. | |
| POLICE OFFICER | |
| Fine. | |
| She marches Kevin up the stairs. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| He looks back at the police officer. | |
| KEVIN'S POV - NIGHT | |
| Moving away from the Police Officer, who smiles and winks. | |
| The cop's upper right incisor is gold. | |
| 14 INT. HOUSE - UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - NIGHT 14 | |
| 16. | |
| Kate and Kevin round the landing and come up into the | |
| hallway. | |
| KATE | |
| There are fifteen people in this | |
| house. And you're the only one who | |
| has to make trouble. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I'm the only one getting dumped on. | |
| KATE | |
| You're the only one acting up. Now | |
| get upstairs. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I am upstairs, dummy. | |
| Kate resists the urge to belt him. She reaches up, pulls | |
| open the door at the end of the hall. A stairwell to the | |
| third floor. | |
| KEVIN | |
| The third floor? | |
| Solemn, distant CHURCH BELLS TOLL. Kevin's tough, little | |
| face droops. Third Floor" is parent for "Hell." Kate knows | |
| she has the upper hand. | |
| KATE | |
| Go. | |
| KEVIN | |
| It's scary up there. | |
| KATE | |
| You should have thought about that | |
| before you lost your temper. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I'm sorry. | |
| KATE | |
| It's too late. Go. | |
| Kevin realizes the softer approach won't work. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Everybody in this family hates me! | |
| KATE | |
| Then maybe you should ask Santa | |
| Claus for a new family. | |
| 17. | |
| He steps onto the first stair. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I don't want a new family! I don't | |
| want any family! Families suck! | |
| KATE | |
| You stay up there. I don't want to | |
| see you for the rest of the night! | |
| KEVIN | |
| I don't want to ever see you again | |
| for the rest of my whole life and I | |
| don't want to see anybody else | |
| either! | |
| KATE | |
| (after a pause) | |
| I hope you don't mean that. You'd | |
| feel pretty sad if you woke up | |
| tomorrow and we were all gone. | |
| Kevin has shocked himself. But he doesn't give in. As much | |
| to save face as to continue the battle. | |
| KEVIN | |
| No, I wouldn't. | |
| A long, hurt stare is on Kate's face. | |
| KATE | |
| Say it again, then. Maybe it'll | |
| happen. | |
| She closes the door. | |
| 15 INT. STAIRWELL - NIGHT 15 | |
| Kevin's furious that Kate closed the door on him. That he | |
| lost. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I hope I never see any of you jerks | |
| again! | |
| Hearing himself, he realizes how wicked and horrible it | |
| sounds. | |
| He feels immediate remorse. | |
| 16 INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY/FOYER - NIGHT 16 | |
| 18. | |
| Kate is hurt, but dismisses it as temper. She turns and | |
| heads down the stairs. She slows and stops as she looks | |
| down into the Foyer. | |
| HER POV | |
| The Police Officer is gone. | |
| CLOSE-UP KATE | |
| A Curious look. Why did he leave? She shrugs it off and | |
| continues down. | |
| 17 INT. STAIRWELL - NIGHT - THIRD FLOOR - CLOSEUP - KEVIN 17 | |
| He slowly walks up the stairs. He's worried and frightened. | |
| Has he gone too far? | |
| 18 EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT 18 | |
| The lights are out. A strong wind is blowing. Trees sway. | |
| Christmas decorations blow over. A plastic Santa tumbles | |
| across the lawn. A large limb snaps. It falls across the | |
| power and phone lines, bringing them down in a shower of | |
| sparks. | |
| CLOSEUP - ALARM CLOCK - NIGHT | |
| In Peter and Kate's room. The digital light goes out. | |
| 19 EXT. HOUSE - MORNING 19 | |
| Two blue and yellow airport minivans are parked in the | |
| driveway. Two uniformed drivers are on the porch. One is | |
| hammering on the door.. The other steps back from the | |
| house, trying to see if there is anyone inside. | |
| A Power Company truck is parked in the street. A LINEMAN | |
| isrepairing the wire. | |
| 20 INT. MCCALLISTER HOUSE - MASTER BEDROOM - MORNING 20 | |
| 19. | |
| Peter and Kate are still sleeping. We hear the DOORBELL and | |
| the POUNDING. Kate stirs. Confused. She sits up, looks at | |
| the clock. It takes a moment for her to realize that it's | |
| not working. She quickly looks at her wristwatch on the | |
| night stand and seeing the real time, Kate panics. | |
| KATE | |
| Peter! | |
| 21 INT. HOUSE - FOYER - MORNING 21 | |
| Parents and kids clamor down the stairs. | |
| KATE | |
| Where're the passports? | |
| PETER | |
| You have 'em! | |
| AUNT LESLIE | |
| I have 'em. | |
| KATE | |
| Ours! | |
| FRANK | |
| You know what they're gonna call | |
| you in France, Pete? | |
| 22 EXT. HOUSE - MORNING 22 | |
| The two drivers, who load a suitcase and duffel bags into | |
| the two minivans. A neighbor BOY is watching them. He's | |
| Kevin's age. | |
| BOY | |
| You guys going out of town? | |
| 23 INT. FOYER - MORNING 23 | |
| Kate and Peter, Aunt Leslie and Uncle Frank, are making a | |
| last minute check of money and passports and tickets. | |
| Peter's adjusting his trousers. | |
| KATE | |
| Peter, you have the tickets. | |
| PETER | |
| Yes | |
| 20. | |
| KATE | |
| Count 'em. | |
| Peter counts. | |
| AUNT LESLIE | |
| Frank? You have the money? | |
| UNCLE FRANK | |
| Son of a bitch. | |
| AUNT LESLIE | |
| You left it upstairs? | |
| UNCLE FRANK | |
| No. I'm wearing a dirty shirt | |
| 24 EXT. HOUSE - HORNING 24 | |
| Heather wearily goes through her head count including the | |
| neighbor Boy who is turned away, looking into the van. | |
| HEATHER | |
| Six... Seven... Eight ... | |
| BUZZ | |
| (loudly, to throw her | |
| off) | |
| Ninety-three ... Six hundred... | |
| Elevendy-trillion ... | |
| HEATHER | |
| Nine. Buzz. Don't be a moron. | |
| Ten...Eleven. | |
| (to the kids) | |
| Get in! Half in here, half in the | |
| front one. | |
| She shuffles to the van pulled first into the drive and | |
| gets in. The older girls follow her. The boys and the | |
| little girls get into the other van. The kids are tired and | |
| groggy. | |
| CLOSE-UP NEIGHBOR BOY | |
| He wishes the kids a good trip. | |
| BOY | |
| Have a good trip. Bring me | |
| something French. | |
| 21. | |
| 25 EXT. FRONT PORCH - MORNING 25 | |
| The parents come out. Peter locks the door. Leslie and Kate | |
| hurry to the first van. Frank hangs back with Peter. | |
| UNCLE FRANK | |
| No way on earth we're gonna make | |
| that plane. It leaves in forty five | |
| minutes. | |
| PETER | |
| Think positive. | |
| UNCLE FRANK | |
| You be positive. I'll be realistic. | |
| They move toward the vans. | |
| 26 EXT. PORCH - MORNING 26 | |
| The electric company LINEMAN approaches them. | |
| LINEMAN | |
| Power's fixed. Phone lines were | |
| tore up real bad, though... It's | |
| gonna take Ma Bell a couple days to | |
| make a house call... 'specially | |
| around the holidays | |
| KATE | |
| (not listening, passes' | |
| by) | |
| Excuse me. I've got to catch a | |
| plane. | |
| The Lineman shrugs. Kate and Leslie hurry to the first van. | |
| Peter and Uncle Frank get inside the other van. | |
| 27 INT. VAN - MORNING 27 | |
| Kate turns to Heather, her head against the window and eyes | |
| closed. | |
| KATE | |
| Heather? You counted heads? | |
| HEATHER | |
| 22. | |
| Eleven. Including me. Five boys. | |
| Six girls. Four parents. Two | |
| drivers and a partridge in a pear | |
| tree. | |
| 28 EXT. HOUSE - STREET - MORNING 28 | |
| The two vans zip out of the drive and speed off down the | |
| street. | |
| 29 INT. O'HARE AIRPORT - CONCOURSE - MORNING 29 | |
| The two frenzied families run down the corridor. | |
| 30 INT. DEPARTURE AREA - MORNING 30 | |
| The Air France flight has boarded. A COUNTER PERSON exits | |
| the ramp, and secures the door. The McCallister horde | |
| thunders into the departure area. | |
| KATE | |
| Did the plane leave? | |
| The Counter Person glances around the board to the windows | |
| and sees the plane is still in place. | |
| COUNTER PERSON | |
| No. You just made it. | |
| She hurriedly takes all of the tickets, counting them | |
| quickly. | |
| COUNTER PERSON | |
| Four in First class. Eleven in | |
| coach. | |
| KATE | |
| Right. | |
| COUNTER PERSON | |
| (as she hands the tickets | |
| back) | |
| Single seats only in coach. Take | |
| whatever's free. | |
| The family storm into the tunnel as a group. | |
| 31 INT. PLANE - FIRST CLASS - MORNING 31 | |
| 23. | |
| Kate and Peter move to their section. The kids hurry | |
| through the curtain, to the back of the plane. | |
| PETER | |
| We made it | |
| KATE | |
| I hope we didn't forget anything | |
| 32 INT. HOUSE - UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - THIRD FLOOR DOOR-MORNING 32 | |
| It's closed. A long beat. The door opens. Kevin pokes his | |
| head out. | |
| 33 EXT. AIRPORT - MORNING 33 | |
| An Air France 747 takes off. In a thundering ROAR. | |
| 34 INT. HALLWAY - MORNING 34 | |
| O.S. a TOILET FLUSHES. Kevin exits the bathroom, heads down | |
| the hall, to stairs. He's yawning, scratching his rump. | |
| 35 INT. FOYER - MORNING 35 | |
| Kevin comes down the stairs. Still unaware that he's alone | |
| 36 INT. KITCHEN - MORNING 36 | |
| Kevin walks in, turns ON the TV and sits down at the | |
| kitchen table. He waits for his breakfast to be served. | |
| Kevin sits hunched over, chin resting on his hands, his | |
| eyelids slung low, his hair twisted and twirled from sleep. | |
| He sits for a long beat before looking to the side. | |
| KEVIN'S POV - MORNING | |
| Sink. Stove. Counter. No people. | |
| Something is starting to bother Kevin. He slowly sits up. | |
| He turns, looking around behind him. | |
| KEVIN'S POV - MORNING | |
| The dining room table and chairs. But no people. | |
| 24. | |
| Kevin turns back. He slides off the chair and walks to the | |
| TV. He turns it OFF and listens. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Mom? | |
| 37 INT. 747 FIRST CLASS - MORNING 37 | |
| Kate and Peter are having breakfast. Frank and Leslie are | |
| across the aisel from them. | |
| PETER | |
| Do you feel like a heel flying | |
| First Class while the kids fly | |
| coach? | |
| UNCLE FRANK | |
| When I was a kid we didn't even fly | |
| coach. We flew station wagon. And | |
| it wasn't to France. They're fine. | |
| KATE | |
| Do you know how strange it's going | |
| to be to come home from a vacation | |
| to a house where the beds haven't | |
| been made? | |
| 38 INT. MASTER BEDROOM - MORNING 38 | |
| The bed is unmade. Kevin enters the room. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Dad? | |
| He walks toward the master bath. Kevin peeks into the | |
| shower, looks into the linen closet. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Where are you guys?! | |
| 39 INT. BUZZ'S ROOM - MORNING - CLOSEUP-TARANTULA AQUARIUM 39 | |
| THROUGH the glass, PAST the tarantula, we see Kevin step | |
| into the room. Kevin scans the room. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Buzz? | |
| HIS POV | |
| 25. | |
| Buzz's messy room is dominated by sports and muscle heroes. | |
| There is a row of sports figurines on one shelf. | |
| 40 INT.BASEMENT - MORNING 40 | |
| He opens the door and looks into the basement. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Is this a joke? Megan? Rod? Uncle | |
| Frank? Uncle Frank? Is this a joke? | |
| HIS POV | |
| Moving from one side to the other, past the accumulated | |
| rubbish * of a couple of generations. Boxes, old | |
| furnishings, lamps, discarded toys, a huge, old boiler with | |
| wrapped pipes that look like tentacles reaching into the | |
| floor and the house above, a pair of naked store | |
| manneouins, a work bench loaded with old tools, jars of | |
| nails and paint cans and finally, a collection of a dozen, | |
| old, tattered, marionettes hanging from the rafters by | |
| their strings. It's an altogether unsettling place for a | |
| lonely, young boy. | |
| CLOSEUP KEVIN | |
| He gulps at the mass of potentially scary material. | |
| 41 INT. HOUSE - BASEMENT STAIRS - MORNING 41 | |
| Kevin charges up the stairs as fast as he can go and slams | |
| the door. | |
| 42 EXT. HOUSE - PORCH - MORNING 42 | |
| Kevin unlocks the door and peeks out into the yard. | |
| HIS POV | |
| The garage door is open. A Ford wagon and a Ford Taurus are | |
| parked in the garage. | |
| CLOSSEUP KEVIN | |
| A look of deep concern. | |
| KEVIN | |
| 26. | |
| The cars are still here. They | |
| didn't go to the airport! | |
| (worried) | |
| Oh, no. What did I do? | |
| He goes back inside. | |
| 43 INT. KITCHEN - MORNING 43 | |
| Kevin leans on the counter to sort things out in his mind. | |
| Something occurs to him. He slowly looks down at the | |
| counter and recoils. The coffee maker is still "on." A full | |
| pot. | |
| Kevin is in horror as he comes to a chilling conclusion. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I made my family disappear! | |
| 44 EXT. SKY - DAY 44 | |
| The Air France 747 drifts AWAY FROM CAMERA. | |
| 45 EXT. STREET - DAY 45 | |
| A dirty, salt-stained Ford van drives slowly down the | |
| street. | |
| Painted on the side of the van is — "OH-KAY HEATING AND | |
| PLUMBING." | |
| 46 INT. VAN - DAY 46 | |
| Two men in the van. The one driving we recognize as the | |
| police officer from the night before. He's no longer in | |
| uniform. | |
| His name is HARRY LYME. His partner, MARVIN MURCHENS, sits | |
| beside Harry. Marvin is in his late thirties. A police | |
| blotter perfect crook. Thin. Bad skin. Heavy brow. Circles | |
| under his deep set eyes. Tattoos on the back of his hands. | |
| These two are obvious burglars. | |
| HARRY | |
| Five families gone on one block | |
| alone. And they told me from their | |
| own mouths. | |
| 27. | |
| MARV | |
| It's almost too easy. | |
| HARRY | |
| Remember the old days, Marv? When | |
| everybody stayed home for the | |
| Holidays? | |
| MARV | |
| Now it's off to Hawaii. Aspen. | |
| Paris. Whatever happened to just | |
| sittin' around the fireplace with | |
| your family...? Roastin' chestnuts | |
| ...? Singin' Christmas Carols? | |
| HARRY | |
| People have become too cynical. Too | |
| jaded. Just another sign of ongoin' | |
| moral decay of contemporary | |
| society. | |
| MARV | |
| Yeah. | |
| (long pause) | |
| So which house you wanna' hit | |
| first? | |
| 47 INT. MCCALLISTER HOUSE - FOYER - DAY 47 | |
| Kevin yells at the top of his voice. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Somebody? Anybody? I'm starving! | |
| 48 EXT. STREET - DAY 48 | |
| Harry and Marv's van pulls deep into the neighbor driveway. | |
| CAMERA SWINGS BACK to reveal the McCallister house a few | |
| doors down. | |
| 49 INT. KITCHEN - DAY 49 | |
| Kevin's in the kitchen, standing before the open | |
| refrigerator. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I don't remember the food groupsI | |
| 28. | |
| 50 INT. NEIGHBOR'SHOUSE- BASEMENT - DAY 50 | |
| A cellar door bursts open. Harry and Marv enter. | |
| 51 INT. FAMILY ROOM - DAY 51 | |
| CLOSE-UP TELEVSION SET | |
| A McCallister family video is playing. The image is a hand | |
| held shot of a Busch Garden's brochure. CAMERA ZOOMS BACK | |
| to reveal that Megan is holding the brochure. She's wearing | |
| a nightgown. | |
| The drapes are drawn. Kevin is in his pajamas. We hear | |
| PETER NARRATING. | |
| PETER | |
| We're here in our luxurious hotel | |
| at Busch Gardens in Tampa Bay | |
| Florida. | |
| 52 INT. KITCHEN - CLOSE-UP ICE CREAM CARTON - DAY 52 | |
| A half gallon container sits on the counter. Dripping. A | |
| sticky, ice-cream-covered serving spoon rests on the | |
| counter beside the container. | |
| 53 INT. FAMILY ROOM - DAY 53 | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| He's sitting inhis father's chair in the family room | |
| watching the video tape. He's eating a huge bowl of ice | |
| cream. Between bites, he dips Cheetos into the ice cream. | |
| He's drinking a Pepsi. CLOSE-UP TELEVISION Kevin is now | |
| standing next to Megan. He slips on an elephant mask with a | |
| rubber trunk. Buzz steps INTO FRAME. He's in shorts with no | |
| shirt. | |
| PETER | |
| Our first guest is Kevin the | |
| elephant boy McCallister. | |
| BUZZ | |
| (stepping around behind | |
| Kevin) | |
| Hold on, Dad. Elephants don't | |
| wear... | |
| 29. | |
| Buzz slaps his hands to Kevin's hips and yanks down his | |
| pajama bottoms. | |
| BUZZ | |
| PAJAMAS! | |
| Kevin swings at him and catches Megan in the belly. | |
| MEGAN | |
| OOF! YOU LITTLE BASTARD! | |
| PETER (O.S.) | |
| CUT IT OUT! | |
| The CAMERA swings down and goes off. It goes back on with | |
| Kevin yelling and screaming to Peter. | |
| KEVIN | |
| THIS IS THE WORST VACATION OF MY | |
| LIFE! HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE | |
| SOMEBODY PULL YOUR PANTS DOWN IN | |
| FRONT OF FEMALE RELATIVES WITH BIG | |
| MOUTHS? HUH?! | |
| Kate rushes into FRAME and speaks to the CAMERA. | |
| KATE | |
| Buzz! Turn that damn thing off! | |
| (to Kevin) | |
| Get in the other room! | |
| KEVIN | |
| Buzz pants'd me! | |
| KATE | |
| I don't care what Buzz did, nobody | |
| in this family hits anybody! | |
| KEVIN | |
| Why am I always the one who gets in | |
| trouble? I should never have come | |
| here with your stupid children. | |
| KATE | |
| Maybe you'd like to spend this | |
| vacation by yourself? | |
| KEVIN | |
| Fine | |
| KATE | |
| We oughta just leave you and teach | |
| you a lesson. | |
| 30. | |
| (to CAMERA) | |
| BUZZ! SHUT THAT THING OFF! | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| He points the remote at the TV. | |
| CLOSE-UP TV | |
| The tape rewinds, stops and starts. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Fine. | |
| KATE | |
| We oughta just leave you and teach | |
| you a lesson. | |
| The FRAME FREEZES. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| A little grin sneaks across his lips. | |
| CLOSEUP - KEVIN - DAY | |
| He bounces IN and OUT OF FRAME | |
| 54 INT. MEGAN'S BEDROOM - DAY 54 | |
| Kevin's jumping on the bed as he eats microwave popcorn. | |
| CLOSEUP - PLAYBOY MAGAZINE - DAY | |
| A stack of Playboys. | |
| 55 INT. BUZZ'S BEDROOM - DAY 55 | |
| Kevin has gone through Buzz's room and discovered his | |
| secret suitcase. He's looking through a Playboy. It's not | |
| so great. | |
| KEVIN | |
| No clothes on anybody. Sickening. | |
| He flips it aside, reaches into the trunk and comes up with | |
| a package of firecrackers. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Cool. | |
| 31. | |
| He reaches into it again and comes up with a handful of | |
| candy. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I'll save this for later. | |
| (yells) | |
| Buzz? I'm going through all your | |
| private stuff! You better come out | |
| and pound me! | |
| He pulls out a 4x6 school photo of a girl. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Buzz! Your girlfriend? Woof! | |
| 56 INT. HALLWAY - DAY 56 | |
| Kevin comes out of Buzz's room with a stack of sports | |
| figurines. He crosses to the laundry chute and opens the | |
| door. | |
| KEVIN | |
| We'll just store these... | |
| He dumps the sports figurines down the chute. He listens as | |
| they clang and bang down to the basement. | |
| KEVIN | |
| ...in the basement. | |
| He heads down the stairs. | |
| 57 INT. KITCHEN - DAY - CLOSEUP - ICE CREAM CARTON 57 | |
| A half gallon container sits on the counter. Dripping. A | |
| sticky, ice-cream-covered spoon protrudes from the | |
| container. | |
| CLOSEUP - VCR - DAY | |
| A movie is playing. We hear the dialogue. | |
| MAN'S (V.O.) | |
| Who is it?! | |
| SECOND MAN'S (V.O.) | |
| It's me, Winston. I got the stuff. | |
| MAN'S (V.O.) | |
| Leave it on the doorstep and get | |
| the hell outta here. | |
| 32. | |
| SECOND MAN'S (V.O.) | |
| Awright, Johnny. But what about my | |
| money? | |
| CLOSEUP - TV - DAY | |
| An action film is now playing. A door opens and a burly, | |
| scarfaced mobster looks out. | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| What money? | |
| A thin, ashen-faced young man cowers at the sight of the | |
| mobster. | |
| MAN'S (V.O.) | |
| Acey said you'd have some dough for | |
| me. | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| That a fact? How much do I owe you? | |
| 58 INT. FAMILY ROOM - DAY 58 | |
| Kevin is sitting in his father's chair, watching the | |
| videotape. | |
| He's eating a huge bowl of ice cream. He's drinking a | |
| Pepsi. | |
| KEVIN | |
| You guys? I'm watching an 'R' | |
| movie! You better stop me! | |
| MAN'S (V.O.) | |
| Acey said ten percent. | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| Too bad Acey ain't in charge no | |
| more. | |
| MAN'S (V.O.) | |
| What do you mean? | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| He's upstairs taking a bath. He'll | |
| call you when he gets out. | |
| CLOSEUP - TV - DAY | |
| The young man rears back in horror. He knows that Acey is | |
| dead. The mobster leans in. CLOSE and ugly. | |
| 33. | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| I'll tell you what I'm gonna give | |
| you. Snakes. I'm gonna give you to | |
| the count of ten to get your ugly, | |
| yella, no-good ass off my property | |
| before I pump your guts fulla lead. | |
| MAN'S (V.O.) | |
| Awright, Johnny. I'm sorry. I'm | |
| goin'. | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| One! Two! ... Ten! | |
| The mobster lifts a MACHINE GUN INTO FRAME and OPENS FIRE. | |
| Kevin's eyes are open wide. Filled with horror. The GUNFIRE | |
| ENDS. | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| Keep the change, you filthy animal. | |
| Kevin grabs the remote control and STOPS the movie to avoid | |
| seeing the bloody carcass. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Mom! | |
| CLOSEUP - KATE - FIRST CLASS SECTION - NIGHT | |
| She's sleeping against Peter's shoulder. Suddenly, her eyes | |
| pop out. She sits up. CAMERA PULLS BACK. A movie plays In | |
| the cabin. The plane's shades are drawn. | |
| Passengers sore watching and chuckling. Peter lowers his | |
| book and looks at Kate. She's in the first stages of a full | |
| panic. She opens her purse. | |
| PETER | |
| What's the matter? | |
| Kate rummages through the purse, comes up with passports | |
| and money. | |
| PETER | |
| Honey? | |
| KATE | |
| I have a terrible feeling. | |
| PETER | |
| About what? | |
| 34. | |
| KATE | |
| That we didn't do something? | |
| PETER | |
| (smiles warmly) | |
| It's just that we left in a hurry. | |
| We took care of everything. | |
| KATE | |
| I turned off the coffee? | |
| PETER | |
| I did. | |
| KATE | |
| You locked up? | |
| Peter nods in the affirmative. Her thoughts are coalescing, | |
| taking a disturbing form. | |
| KATE | |
| Put the timers on the lights? | |
| PETER | |
| Yeah... | |
| Peter starts to worry that they've forgotten something | |
| important. | |
| PETER | |
| I closed the garage? | |
| Kate nods slowly. | |
| KATE | |
| Did you put the answering machine | |
| on? | |
| Peter thinks. That's the one. | |
| PETER | |
| No. That's it. I forgot to put on | |
| the machine. | |
| KATE | |
| That's not it. | |
| She thinks. Peter thinks. | |
| PETER | |
| I don't know. What else could we be | |
| forgetting? | |
| 35. | |
| She stares into his eyes. It suddenly occurs to Kate what's | |
| troubling her. She grabs Peter's arm. She screams. | |
| KATE | |
| Kevin! | |
| Her cry coincides with a funny moment in the airplane movie | |
| and is covered by the passengers' laughter. | |
| 59 INT. HOUSE - FOYER - STAIRS - DUSK 59 | |
| Kevin is at the top of the stairs on his saucer sled. He | |
| pushes off, flies down the stairs, across the foyer floor | |
| and out the door. | |
| 60 EXT. PORCH - DUSK 60 | |
| Kevin shoots out of the door, jumps the porch and crashes | |
| in the yard. | |
| Kevin rolls over. Dazed and sore. He's taken a big hit. He | |
| sits up and rubs his roasted ass. He glances around slowly. | |
| The sun is setting. A florid, yellow, purple and black | |
| winter sunset. Kevin looks up. The bare trees move in the | |
| breeze. | |
| Kevin is getting nervous. He looks across the street. To | |
| old mem Marley's house. Marley is scraping his front walk | |
| with a snow shovel. Kevin Freaks. | |
| 61 EXT. HOUSE - DUSK - WIDE 61 | |
| The street lights go on. Kevin jumps up and mins into the | |
| house. He slams the door. | |
| 62 INT. 747 - FIRST CLASS - NIGHT 62 | |
| Kate's calmed down a fraction. Frank and Leslie are doing | |
| their best to console both Kate' and Peter. | |
| AUNT LESLIE | |
| We'll call as soon as we land. I'm | |
| sure everything's okay. | |
| Kate isn't interested in Leslie's consolations.Frank leans | |
| across. | |
| UNCLE FRANK | |
| 36. | |
| (to Peter) | |
| If it makes you feel anybetter, I | |
| forgot my reading glasses. | |
| 63 EXT. STREET - NIGHT - LATER 63 | |
| The street lamps are fading "On". Harry and Marv's van is | |
| parked at the far end of the street. | |
| 64 INT. VAN 64 | |
| Harry and Marv sit inside, surveying the street. Harry | |
| glances from his vristwatch to the various houses. | |
| HARRY | |
| Check it out. All the houses with | |
| nobody home have automatic timers | |
| on their lights... I got it all | |
| figured out... Number 1128 should | |
| go on right about... now... | |
| Outside, the white Christmas house lights of address #1128 | |
| turn on. Harry points to another house, while glancing to | |
| his watch. | |
| HARRY | |
| Number 1135... Now. | |
| Outside, the McCallister house lights FLASH ON. Harry | |
| smiles. | |
| HARRY | |
| That's the one, Marvin. That's the | |
| silver tuna. | |
| MARV | |
| It's very G. | |
| HARRY | |
| It's loaded. Lots of top-flight | |
| goods. Antiques, collectibles, | |
| objects d'art. Lots of kids means | |
| lots of stereos, VCR's, TV's. We're | |
| probably looking at some nice | |
| jewelry, possible cash hoard, the | |
| odd marketable security. Who knows. | |
| It's a gem. | |
| MARVIN | |
| We'll probably need anight and day | |
| in there to clean itout. | |
| 37. | |
| HARRY | |
| Grab the crowbar. | |
| 65 EXT. HOUSE - LATER 65 | |
| The house is dark. | |
| 66 INT. MCCALISTER FAMILY ROOM - NIGHT 66 | |
| Kevin is asleep. The house is silent. Dark. Save for the | |
| exterior Christmas lights, which throw strange, elongated | |
| shadows along the walls. The outside wind is strong. | |
| Howling. Kevin wakes. The house boards creak. Kevin's eyes | |
| are wide. Afraid. | |
| He hears a sound. His name. Echoing in a scratchy, eerie | |
| whisper. Kevin. Kevin. Kevin. He slowly turns to the sound. | |
| It is only a branch, scratching against the window. | |
| Kevin takes a breath, gathers his courage, attempting to | |
| calm himself. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Okay. Just relax. Stay calm. Just | |
| like Dad always says, "Don't let | |
| your fears get the best of you. | |
| It's all in your imagination." | |
| Suddenly, Kevin hears more voices. Singing. An accapella, | |
| devilish version of "Silent Night". Kevin turns. | |
| The nutcrackers are singing. Their mouths flapping wildly. | |
| Kevin screams and runs out of the room. | |
| 67 INT. FOYER - NIGHT 67 | |
| x Kevin skids to a stop. A long, shadow of a man in a hat | |
| is on | |
| the wall. The shadow transforms into a "Night On Bald | |
| Mountain" demon. Kevin jumps back, cries out and runs out | |
| of the room. CAMERA WHIPS to the source of a shadow. It's | |
| only a hat and coat, hanging from the hall cloak rack. The | |
| shadow is back to normal. | |
| 68 INT. DINING ROOM - NIGHT 68 | |
| 38. | |
| Kevin dashes inside. Face to face with the Grandfather | |
| Clock./ The clock- suddenly comes to life. Its face and | |
| body ditorts for a moment, scaring the hell out of Kevin. | |
| Kevin screams and dashes out of the room. | |
| 69 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 69 | |
| Kevin stops. Catches his breath. Gets a sudden chill. | |
| KEVIN | |
| It's freezing. | |
| (a realization) | |
| The furnace. | |
| (a worse realization) | |
| The pilot light. | |
| 70 INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT 70 | |
| A LOW ANGLE HIDE SHOT, from the bottom of the basement | |
| stairs. | |
| The top stair opens. Kevin stands here, looking down at the | |
| longest descent of his life. | |
| CLOSE-UP: KEVIN. | |
| Pondering. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Like Dad always says "You gotta | |
| face your fears if you wanna' | |
| conquer 'em." | |
| (gulp) | |
| If I don't face my fears now... | |
| I'll be a dreamsicle by tomorrow | |
| morning. | |
| Kevin takes a deep breath. He slowly takes a step. Into the | |
| basement. The stair creaks. Kevin gingerly walks down the | |
| stairs. The basement is dark. Damp. | |
| He arrives at the bottom of the stairs. Kevin's foot hits | |
| something. He looks down. | |
| It's the mannequin head. Its blank features have been | |
| replaced by a face. The head is alive. It SPEAKS to Kevin. | |
| MANNEQUIN HEAD | |
| Only a dummy would come into the | |
| basement. | |
| 39. | |
| The mannequin head laughs. Joined by more laughter. Kevin | |
| looks up. The other mannequins are laughing. Headless | |
| bodies slap their knees. Disembodied heads chuckle. | |
| Kevin closes his eyes. | |
| KEVIN | |
| It's not real. | |
| Kevin slowly opens his eyes. The mannequins are calm. | |
| Quiet. | |
| The head at h is feet is faceless. Kevin turns. He looks at | |
| the enormous FURNACE ahead of him. | |
| Kevin slowly walks to the furnace. He gets to his knees and | |
| moves toward a mouth-like opening, located near the bottom | |
| of the furnace. Kevin reaches for the lever that opens the | |
| furnace. He pulls the lever forward. A loud grinding sound | |
| is heard. The mouth opens. Kevin peers inside. | |
| KEVIN'S POV | |
| A red button. Tiny letters read: PILOT above the sign. A | |
| few mousetraps, laced with cheese, are scattered on the | |
| floor in front of the pilot light. | |
| A nervous Kevin slowly moves his arm into the opening, His | |
| trembling hands pass only inches above the mousetraps. | |
| The sound of several squealing mice fill Kevin's head. | |
| Getting louder. Louder. Kevin closes his eyes to stop the | |
| sound. | |
| KEVIN | |
| STOP! | |
| The sounds stop. Kevin continues to move his hand toward | |
| the pilot light button. | |
| He presses the button. | |
| The furnace erupts. | |
| Kevin jumps back and looks up. | |
| The furnace has COME TO LIFE. Its mouth roars. Its dials | |
| become bulging eyes. Steam rushes from its cracked pipes. | |
| Kevin turns and runs up the stairs. CAMERA PANS BACK to the | |
| furnace. It is calm, still. Purring gently. | |
| 40. | |
| 71 INT. FAMILY ROOM - NIGHT 71 | |
| Kevin wakes up with a scream. | |
| 72 EXT. CHARLES DEGAULLE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - MORNING 72 | |
| The 747 touches down. | |
| 73 EXT. MCCALLISTER HOUSE - NIGHT 73 | |
| Harry and Marv's Ford van pulls in the driveway. | |
| 74 INT. VAN - NIGHT, 74 | |
| Harry shuts off the lights and turns off the engine. They | |
| exit the van. | |
| 75 INT. FAMILY ROOM - NIGHT 75 | |
| Kevin's sitting in the chair, breathing heavy, shaking off | |
| the dream. He looks at the TV. He scrambles to his feet and | |
| turns on the light, he turns on another. | |
| 76 EXT. HOUSE - BACK YARD - NIGHT 76 | |
| Harry and Marv walk down the cellar stairs | |
| 77 INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT 77 | |
| Harry and Marv peek in the dirty windows of the cellar | |
| door. | |
| 78 EXT. HOUSE - CELLAR STAIRS - NIGHT 78 | |
| Harry positions his crowbar at the jamb. Behind them we see | |
| light. | |
| 79 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 79 | |
| Kevin's turned on the kitchen lights. He carefully opens | |
| the basement stairs and... | |
| CLOSE— UP SWITCH | |
| 41. | |
| He turns on the basement lights. | |
| 80 INT. BASEMENT - CLOSE-UP HARRY AND MARV - NIGHT 80 | |
| Through the glass, looks of shock. | |
| 81 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 81 | |
| Kevin turns on the kitchen TV and the radio. | |
| 82 EXT. HOUSE - CELLAR STAIRS - NIGHT 82 | |
| Harry and Marv hear the TV. They turn to see the light. | |
| HARRY | |
| Shit. | |
| MARV | |
| I thought you said they were | |
| gone?!? | |
| HARRY | |
| They were supposed to leave this | |
| morning! | |
| MARV | |
| We gotta get outta here! | |
| They race across the back yard, back to their van. | |
| 83 INT. AIRPORT - ARRIVAL AREA - MORNING 83 | |
| ROB McCALLISTER, his wife, GEORGETTE, their eight year old | |
| son, KEITH, and eleven year old son, STEFFAN. Rob looks | |
| down at his kids. | |
| ROB | |
| Okay, kids. Try the sign. | |
| The kids grumble and unenthusiastically unfurl a long | |
| computer sign that reads — WELCOME TO PARIS! MERRY | |
| CHRISTMAS. Rob is craning his neck to see over the crowd. | |
| He spots the McCallisters. | |
| ROB | |
| There they are! | |
| Rob puts his arm around Georgette and grins. | |
| 42. | |
| ROB | |
| Look how excited they are to see | |
| us! | |
| ROB'S POV - MORNING | |
| Kate and Peter lead the horde from the arriving flight. | |
| They're running. Aunt Leslie, Uncle Frank and the kids | |
| trail behind. Nothing is stopping Peter and Kate. | |
| ROB | |
| (wave) | |
| Pete! Kate! | |
| 84 INT. AIRPORT - MORNING 84 | |
| Peter and Kate burst through the sign. Uncle Frank and Aunt | |
| Leslie follow, then the kids, all running past. Rob, | |
| Georgette and his family are completely stunned. | |
| CLOSEUP - PAY PHONE AREA - MORNING | |
| In the foreground. The running throng approaches, like a | |
| festive, holiday marathon. Kate arrives and grabs the | |
| phone. | |
| She turns and shouts orders to the others. | |
| KATE | |
| I'm gonna try our house. Peter, you | |
| call the Bensons. If they're home, | |
| they can run over and get Kev. | |
| (to the kids) | |
| Kids. Get some change. Start | |
| calling people you know. | |
| (to Leslie) | |
| Leslie. Frank. Take my address | |
| book. Call anybody who lives on our | |
| street. Maybe somebody will still | |
| be home. | |
| 85 INT. MCCALLISTER HOUSE - UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - NIGHT 85 | |
| CLOSEUP KEVIN | |
| Kevin sitting on the top stair. He's terrified and | |
| breathing heavily. | |
| 86 INT. AIRPORT - PHONE AREA DAY - KATE AND PETER 86 | |
| 43. | |
| Kate stands at the phone, listening with distress. In the | |
| background the kids huddle around another phone, trying | |
| various numbers. | |
| Aunt Leslie and Uncle Frank are on another telephone. Kate | |
| hangs up the phone. Frustrated. | |
| KATE | |
| The phone's still out of order. | |
| Kate hurriedly dials another number. | |
| 87 INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT 87 | |
| A switchboard OPERATOR answers a call. | |
| OPERATOR | |
| Oak Park Police Department. Mmm | |
| Hmmm. You want to report a missing | |
| child? | |
| 88 INT. AIRPORT - DAY/NIGHT 88 | |
| The following scene INTERCUTS BETWEEN the switchboard | |
| Operator and Kate, between DAY/NIGHT. | |
| KATE | |
| He's not missing. | |
| Peter reacts instinctively to the strength of the word. | |
| PETER | |
| Missing? | |
| KATE | |
| (waves him silent) | |
| He's at home. We left on an | |
| overseas flight and somehow, we had | |
| eleven kids, somehow we overlooked | |
| him. | |
| OPERATOR | |
| The child is not missing? | |
| KATE | |
| (frustration growing) | |
| Ma'am. I need someone to go to my | |
| house and see if my child is | |
| alright and to tell him that... | |
| She looks to Peter. | |
| 44. | |
| PETER | |
| We're coming home for him. | |
| KATE | |
| ...that we're coming home for him. | |
| OPERATOR | |
| Let me connect you with family | |
| crisis intervention. | |
| KATE | |
| It's not a family crisis. | |
| OPERATOR | |
| (making the transfer) | |
| Hold on. | |
| Kate curses silently, and silently turns to Peter. | |
| KATE | |
| Go down to the ticket counter. Book | |
| a flight. | |
| PETER | |
| For all of us? | |
| KATE | |
| There's no sense taking the kids. | |
| You stay here with them. I'll go | |
| get Kevin and come back. | |
| (tender) | |
| You hold Christmas for us. | |
| Peter nods, gives a comforting smile and hurries off to the | |
| ticket counter. A voice interrupts Kate on the phone. | |
| KATE | |
| Hello? | |
| 89 INT. POLICE STATION - OFFICE - NIGHT/DAY 89 | |
| A grumpy, prune faced officer in a rumpled uniform sits | |
| behind a desk. His PHONE RINGS and he answers. | |
| OFFICER BALZAK | |
| Family crisis intervention. | |
| Sergeant Balzak. | |
| KATE | |
| (begins to explain) | |
| 45. | |
| Hi... Look... I'm calling from | |
| Paris... I have a little boy who's | |
| home alone... | |
| OFFICER BALZAK | |
| Has the child been involved in a | |
| violent altercation with a drunken | |
| or mentally ill family member? | |
| KATE | |
| No ... | |
| OFFICER BALZAK | |
| Has the child been involved in a | |
| household accident? | |
| KATE | |
| I don't think so... | |
| OFFICER | |
| Has the child swallowed poison or | |
| an object that has become lodged in | |
| his throat? | |
| KATE | |
| (hysterical) | |
| NOI HE'S JUST HOME ALONE! I JUST | |
| WANT YOU TO SEND SOMEBODY OVER TO | |
| THE HOUSE! JUST TO CHECK ON HIM! | |
| OFFICER | |
| You want someone to go over to your | |
| house and check on your son? | |
| KATE | |
| (breathless) | |
| YES! | |
| OFFICER | |
| Let me transfer you to the police | |
| department. | |
| KATE | |
| But they just transferred me to | |
| you... | |
| OFFICER | |
| (making the trams far) | |
| Hold on. | |
| Kate stops herself from smashing the receiver into the | |
| wall. | |
| 46. | |
| The kids, Leslie and Frank surround her. Kate gives a | |
| hopeful look. | |
| KATE | |
| Any luck? | |
| The kids shake their heads. Kate turns to Frank and Leslie. | |
| They shake their heads. | |
| AUNT LESLIE | |
| Nothing but a bunch of answering | |
| machines. | |
| 90 INT. HOUSE - UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - NIGHT 90 | |
| Kevin stands up. The sadness is gone. He's finding his | |
| courage. | |
| 91 INT.FRENCH AIRPORT - TICKET COUNTER - DAY 91 | |
| Peter is there. Kate walks into the scene. Peter turns to | |
| Kate. He is solemn. | |
| PETER | |
| Tonight's flights are all booked. | |
| KATE | |
| To Chicago. | |
| PETER | |
| To Chicago. New York. Detroit. I | |
| tried everything. | |
| KATE | |
| What about a private plane? | |
| PETER | |
| I checked. Nothing. I'm booking you | |
| on a flight that leaves Friday | |
| morning. | |
| KATE | |
| Friday morning? That's two days | |
| from now. | |
| Kate gives a frustrated sigh. Peter tries to comfort her. | |
| PETER | |
| 47. | |
| Look, honey... We've done all ve | |
| can here... The kids are exhausted. | |
| Let's go to Rob's. We can call the | |
| police again from there... | |
| KATE | |
| (strong-willed) | |
| No. I have a child at home alone. | |
| I'm not leaving here unless it's on | |
| an airplane. | |
| Peter sighs, helpless. The TICKET AGENT, a French woman | |
| with a light accent, having overheard the conversation, | |
| looks at Kate. | |
| TICKET AGENT | |
| Ma'am... If you stay at the | |
| airport... Maybe we can get you on | |
| standby... There's a very slim | |
| chance that a seat will open up... | |
| And you may have to wait several | |
| hours... But it is the Holiday | |
| season. Miracles can happen. | |
| Kate nods. It's her only hope. | |
| 92 EXT. MCCALLISTER HOUSE - FRONT DOOR - NIGHT 92 | |
| The door swings open. Kevin marches out to the end of the | |
| driveway. Angry, he looks left and right and yells at the | |
| top of his little voice. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I'm not afraid anymore1 | |
| Mr. Marley steps but of the darkness, standing a few feet | |
| in front of Kevin. Marley is holding the snow shovel. He | |
| nods to Kevin. Kevin's eyes pop wide in fear. His face goes | |
| white. | |
| He screams, turns and runs into the house. He slams the | |
| door. | |
| Marley turns to the curb and continues poking the handle at | |
| a clog in the gutter. | |
| 93 INT. FOYER - NIGHT 93 | |
| Kevin runs into the Foyer screaming, He slams the door and | |
| runs up the stairs screaming. | |
| 48. | |
| 94 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 94 | |
| Kevin runs down the back stairs screaming. He stops at the | |
| foot of the stairs. He sees he's run back down stairs, | |
| turns and runs back up. Screaming. | |
| 95 INT. KEVIN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT 95 | |
| Kevin jumps into his bed and scrambles under the covers. | |
| 96 EXT. KEVIN'S HOUSE - NIGHT 96 | |
| A Police Officer steps up on the porch and rings the bell. | |
| 97 INT. KEVIN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT 97 | |
| CLOSEUP KEVIN | |
| He peaks out from under the covers. He's shocked. | |
| 98 EXT. FRONT PORCH - NIGHT 98 | |
| The Officer bangs on the door. | |
| 99 INT. KEVIN'S BEDROOM -NIGHT 99 | |
| CLOSEUP KEVIN | |
| His eyes are wide with terror. He pulls the covers over his | |
| head. | |
| 100 EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT 100 | |
| The Police Officer steps back and looks up at the house. It | |
| looks okay to him. He returns to his car. | |
| 101 INT. DEGAULLE AIRPORT - DAY 101 | |
| A soft, sweet voice croons "I'LL BE HOME FOR CHRISTMAS” in | |
| French over the airport speakers. Peter and the kids say | |
| their goodbyes to Kate. With a final kiss, Peter and the | |
| kids join Rob and the rest of the family. They exit. Kate | |
| watches for a moment. Saddened. She takes a seat. Alone in | |
| the crowded airport. | |
| 49. | |
| 102 EXT. MCCALLISTERHOUSE - NEXT MORNING 102 | |
| A dark, grey day. | |
| 103 INT. BATHROOM - DAY 103 | |
| He's taken a shower. His hair is vet and he has a towel | |
| wrapped around his waist. He's being very adult and very | |
| conscientious about his brushing. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I took a shower, washing every body | |
| part with actual soap including all | |
| my major crevices including between | |
| my toes and my belly button which I | |
| never did before but sort of | |
| enjoyed. I washed my hair with | |
| adult-formula shampoo and I used | |
| cream rinse for the just-washed | |
| shine. I can't find my toothbrush | |
| so I'll pick one up when I go out | |
| today. Other than that I'm in good | |
| shape. | |
| He opens a bottle of after-shave, splashes a quantity on | |
| his hands, as his father does, and slaps it on his cheeks. | |
| He smiles at himself. Then screams! | |
| 104 EXT. MCCALISTERHOUSE - DAY 104 | |
| We hear Kevin scream inside. | |
| 105 INT. BUZZ'S ROOM - DAY 105 | |
| Kevin pulls a chair over to a shelving unit attached to the | |
| wall. He stands on the chair and tries to reach to the top | |
| of the unit and a tin baseball card box. Kevin reaches up, | |
| woefully short-armed. He tests the strength of the shelf | |
| with his foot. He begins to climb the shelf unit. He | |
| gingerly steps up on the next shelf, then the next. He | |
| makes it to the top. His little fingers barely touch the | |
| box. | |
| The box slides forward into his hand as the shelving unit | |
| pulls away from the wall. The shelf unit topples, throwing | |
| Kevin and everything on the shelves to the floor. CRASH! | |
| The tin box hits the floor and splits open, spilling coins | |
| and crumpled bills. | |
| 50. | |
| Kevin emerges stunned and shocked, but unharmed from the | |
| heap of rubbish that was once Buzz's shelves. CAMERA PANS a | |
| few feet away. | |
| The tarantula is free from its shattered aquarium. It | |
| skates across the floor. | |
| 106 EXT. HOUSE - BACK DOOR - LATER - DAY 106 | |
| Kevin comes out the door, bundled in his coat, hat and | |
| scarf. | |
| He leaves the door WIDE OPEN, as he would if his mother | |
| were there to close it for him. He jumps down off the porch | |
| and heads around the corner of the house, to the driveway. | |
| 107 EXT. HOUSE - FRONT YARD - DAY 107 | |
| Kevin tiptoes around the corner of the house. He glances | |
| across the street, to Marley'shouse, making sure that the | |
| coast is clear. It is. Kevin breathes a sigh of relief. He | |
| comes down the drive to the sidewalk and heads up the | |
| street. He glances to his left. | |
| HIS POV - DAY | |
| The van is parked far up the driveway of the MURPHY house | |
| across the street. They're back. | |
| Kevin notes the van with curiosity. He whispers to himself. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I thought the Murphy's went to | |
| Florida... | |
| Kevin shrugs and EXITS FRAME, hurrying by Marley's house | |
| 108 EXT. PARIS - NIGHT 108 | |
| The Christmas lights are shining bright. Traffic's moving. | |
| The city is charged with spirit and movement. CAMERA PULLS | |
| BACK. This is the view from the window of | |
| 109 INT. ROB MCCALLISTER'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 109 | |
| Peter stands in the foreground on the telephone. Megan and | |
| Buzz are talking. | |
| 51. | |
| MEGAN | |
| You aren't even worried. Are you? | |
| BUZZ | |
| Why should I be? | |
| MEGAN | |
| He's home alone. | |
| BUZZ | |
| Good. He's acted like an asshole | |
| once too many times and this time | |
| he caught it in the butt. | |
| MEGAN | |
| He's so little and helpless: Don't | |
| you think he's flipped out? | |
| BUZZ | |
| He's probably going through a stage | |
| ten brain fry-down right now, but | |
| he asked for it. | |
| MEGAN | |
| You're really cruel. | |
| BUZZ | |
| The little trout can use a couple | |
| days in the real world. | |
| MEGAN | |
| You're not at all worried that | |
| something might happen to him? | |
| BUZZ | |
| No. For three reasons. A. I'm not | |
| that lucky. 2. We have smoke | |
| detectors and D. We live on the | |
| most boring street in the United | |
| States of America where nothing | |
| even remotely dangerous is ever, | |
| did ever, or will ever happen. | |
| Period. | |
| 110 INT. MURPHY'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY 110 | |
| Marv and Harry are sacking the house. Marv is dumping | |
| drawers. | |
| The PHONE RINGS. He freezes. An ANSWERING MACHINE CLICKS | |
| ON. | |
| 52. | |
| MALE VOICE (V.O.) | |
| Hello. We're not home right now. If | |
| you'll leave your name and number, | |
| and the time you called, we'll get | |
| back to you as soon as possible. | |
| Thank you. | |
| BEEP. | |
| PETER (V.O.) | |
| Chuck? This is Peter McCallister | |
| again. We're in Paris. At my | |
| brother's apartment. Let me give | |
| you the number here... The country | |
| code is... | |
| As Peter recites the number, Marv recognizes something in | |
| Peter's message. | |
| MARV | |
| Harry! The house we were at last | |
| night, was that McCallister? | |
| HARRY (O.S.) | |
| Yeah. | |
| MARV | |
| (smiles) | |
| You're right. They're gone. | |
| 111 INT. DRUGSTORE - DAY 111 | |
| CLOSE-UP PHARMACY CLERK | |
| LEANING INTO CAMERA. A WOMAN in her mid-fifties. A little | |
| too much make-up, a little too much hairspray. She's | |
| grinning. | |
| CLERK | |
| How may I help you? | |
| DRUG STORE | |
| It's a small, local drug store. Drugs. Toiletries. Notions. | |
| Kevin's at the pharmacy counter. He sets a toothbrush on | |
| the counter. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Is this toothbrush approved by the | |
| American Dental Association? | |
| DOOR - CLOSE-UP FEET | |
| 53. | |
| The door opens and a pair of worn galoshes shuffle in. | |
| PHARMACY COuNTER | |
| The clerk Is wearing half-glasses trying to read the | |
| printing on the toothbrush package. | |
| CLERK | |
| It doesn't say, hon. | |
| STORE - CLOSE-UP GALOSHES | |
| Shuffling down an aisle. | |
| CLOSE-UP CLERK | |
| She sets downthe toothbrush and turns back to the counter. | |
| CLERK | |
| Herb? I have a question about a | |
| toothbrush. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| He awaits his answer, he reaches into his pocket and takes | |
| a twenty dollar bill. Behind him a FIGURE approaches. | |
| CLOSE-UP COUNTER | |
| Kevin fiddles with the toothbrush. He turns it over. | |
| Suddenly, a bloodied hand slaps down on the counter. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| His eyes open wide in fear as he looks at the hand. | |
| HIS POV - CLOSE-UP HAND | |
| CAMERA follows the hand up to a tatteredovercoat sleeve | |
| to... | |
| CLOSE-UP MARLEY | |
| He's looking down at Kevin. A HORROR STING. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| TERROR! He backs away from the counter. | |
| CLOSE-UP CLERK | |
| She turns back to the counter. | |
| 54. | |
| HER POV | |
| Marley's at the counter, looking back at Kevin as he moves | |
| away from the counter. The toothbrush is still in his hand. | |
| CLOSE-UP CLERK | |
| She calls to Kevin. | |
| CLERK | |
| Hon? you pay for that here. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| He doesn't hear her, pays her no mind, doesn't think that | |
| he has the toothbrush in his hand. He'sonly interested in | |
| getting out. | |
| HIS POV | |
| MOVING AWAY. The Clerk is calling tohim. Marley's watching | |
| him. | |
| CLERK | |
| Son? Come back! Hey! | |
| STORE - WIDER | |
| Kevin keeps moving, not taking his eyes off Marley. | |
| CLOSE-UP CLERK | |
| She yells. | |
| CLERK | |
| Stop that boy! | |
| CLOSE-UP STOCKBOY | |
| He looks up from the shelf he's stocking. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| He's overwhelmed by panic. He turns and bursts out of the | |
| store. | |
| 112 EXT. TOWN SQUARE - DAY 112 | |
| 55. | |
| Kevin speeds out of the drugstore, across the street, past | |
| Santa's Village. TheStockboy breaksout of the store and | |
| charges after Kevin, who runs across the street, past | |
| Santa's Village. A police car is parked a few feet away. | |
| The Stockboy sees the cop,grins, puts his fingers to his | |
| mouth and whistles, waving to the cop. The police car | |
| stops. THE COP rolls down his window and looks to the | |
| Stockboy | |
| STOCKBOY | |
| Shoplifter! | |
| People within earshot turn at the Stockboy's cry. All eyes | |
| are upon Kevin. Accusing. Angry. A frightened Kevin | |
| sprints. | |
| Pumping his legs as hard and fast as they'll go. The cop | |
| begins to follow Kevin, chasing the scared little boy | |
| through the town square. | |
| Kevin runs onto the ICE SKATING RINK. He hits the ice | |
| SPRINTING. Kevin crouches down and GLIDES across the ice, | |
| barely avoiding a collision with several skaters. | |
| KEVIN'S MOVING POV | |
| Ice skaters leaping out of his path. | |
| 113 EXT. TOWN SQUARE 113 | |
| The cop attempts to make his way across the ice rink. | |
| Stumbling. He takes a few steps and FLIPS BACKWARD, falling | |
| on his ass. Kevin emerges on the opposite side of the rink. | |
| Kevin escapes across a bridge leading into the suburbs. He | |
| glances back. | |
| KEVIN'S POV ... | |
| The cop is being helped to his feet by two skaters. | |
| Kevin turns and continues running, DISAPPEARING into the | |
| suburbs. | |
| 114 INT. DRUGSTORE - PHARMACY COUNTER - DAY 114 | |
| Marley is paying for a purchase. | |
| INSERT - A BAANDAID BOX | |
| 56. | |
| 115 EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET - LATER - DAY 115 | |
| Kevin shuffles down the street, tired, cold and frightened. | |
| He looks at the toothbrush in his hand. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I'm a criminal. | |
| 116 INT. MURPHY HOUSE ACROSS STREET - LIVING ROOM - DAY 116 | |
| It has been sacked, thoroughly searched and plundered. | |
| Cabinets are smashed and overturned, tables upended. The | |
| drapes are drawn. Marv comes down from upstairs with a | |
| heavy cotton sack in one hand, a VCR in the other. | |
| He exits toward the back of the house. | |
| As he passes through the kitchen, Marv stuffs a dish towel | |
| in the sink drain. He turns on the water. He grins | |
| sadistically | |
| 117 EXT. HOUSE - DAY 117 | |
| Harry's in the van. - The MOTOR'S RUNNING. Marv comes out, | |
| looks to the street and quickly deposits his loot in the | |
| van. | |
| 118 INT. VAN - DAY 118 | |
| A huge haul from the house sits in the back of the van. The | |
| door slides shut. A grinning Marv gets inside. Harry glares | |
| at him. | |
| HARRY | |
| You did it again. Didn't ya'? You | |
| left the water runnin'. | |
| Mary continues to smile deviously, saying nothing. | |
| HARRY | |
| I told you to stop that. There's no | |
| reason for it | |
| HARRY | |
| It's our calling card. All the | |
| great ones leave their mark. We're | |
| the 'Wet Bandits'. | |
| 57. | |
| Harry stares incredulously at Marv for a moment, then puts | |
| the van in reverse. | |
| HARRY | |
| Sick bastard. | |
| 119 EXT. HOUSE - DRIVEWAY - DAY 119 | |
| The van backs out. Kevin continues to walk down the street. | |
| 120 EXT. HOUSE - DAY 120 | |
| The van comes down the drive. Kevin is in line for a | |
| collision. Harry glances into the van's side mirror. Kevin | |
| is visible in the mirror, walking across the drive. Seeing | |
| this, Harry reacts with surprise and jams the brakes on. | |
| The van's TIRE LOCKS and SKIDS on the- slick pavement. | |
| Kevin looks up and around in shock, as the van slides in | |
| front of him. | |
| Missing him by inches. | |
| KEVIN'S POV - DAY | |
| The van slides to a stop on Harry's face. | |
| HARRY'S POV - DAY | |
| Kevin's frightened little face. Nose nearly touching glass. | |
| Harry feigns a look of false concern. He doesn't recognize | |
| Kevin. He rolls down his window. | |
| HARRY | |
| Keep an eye out for traffic, son. | |
| Marv leans around Harry and adds his less skillful two | |
| cents. | |
| MARV | |
| Santa don't visit the funeral | |
| hones, little buddy. | |
| HARRY | |
| Step back. | |
| Kevin takes a step back away from the van. | |
| Harry smiles and winks, revealing his gold tooth. | |
| 58. | |
| HARRY | |
| Merry Christmas! | |
| Kevin recognizes Harry as the police officer who was at his | |
| house the night before. Kevin's jaw drops. | |
| The van pulls out of the driveway. Kevin watches it. He | |
| starts to run across the street. The van stops. | |
| 121 INT. VAN - DAY 121 | |
| Harry looks back out the window. | |
| MARV | |
| What's the matter? | |
| HARRY | |
| I don't know. I don't like the way | |
| the kid looked at me. | |
| MARV | |
| You ever seen him? | |
| HARRY | |
| I seen a hundred kids this week. | |
| MARV | |
| See what house he's goin' to. | |
| CLOSEUP - KEVIN - DAY | |
| Kevin reaches the parkway, when he realizes that the van | |
| has stopped. He slows and peeks over his shoulder. | |
| KEVIN | |
| You're not afraid... | |
| KEVIN'S POV - DAY | |
| The van, waiting in the middle of the street. | |
| CLOSEE-UP KEVIN | |
| Kevin wants to cry, he's so scared. He stops when he | |
| reaches the sidewalk. He looks at his house. Hakes a quick | |
| decision, turns and heads down the street, passing the | |
| house. | |
| 122 INT. VAN - DAY 122 | |
| 59. | |
| Harry watches the mirror. | |
| 123 EXT. STREET DAY 123 | |
| Kevin is walking down the street. The van is tailing him. | |
| Kevin hurriedly begins to sprint. He turns and disappears | |
| around the corner. The van follows. | |
| 124 INT. VAN - DAY 124 | |
| As Harry and Marv turn the comer, a blank, puzzled look | |
| covers Harry's face. | |
| HARRY AND MARV'S POV | |
| The street. Bare. No sign of Kevin. He's disappeared. | |
| 125 INT.VAN - DAY 125 | |
| Harry and Marv squint. Baffled. | |
| HARRY | |
| Shit I Where 'd he go? | |
| 126 EXT. STREET - CHURCH - DUSK 126 | |
| Harry and Marv's van pass the Church. A LIFE-SIZE NATIVITY | |
| SCENE decorates the church's front lawn. Figures of Joseph, | |
| Mary, Jesus, the Wise Hen and various animals are here. | |
| There is also a very realistic LITTLE DRUHMER BOY standing | |
| over the manger. Head lowered. | |
| 127 EXT. VAN - MOVING SHOT - MARV - DUSK 127 | |
| Staring out the window, at the nativity scene, then looking | |
| away. | |
| 128 EXT. NATIVITY SCENE - DUSK 128 | |
| CAMERA DOLLIES TOWARD the Little Drummer Boy. He slightly | |
| raises his head. It is Kevin, dressed in the statue's robes | |
| and holding the drum. Kevin watches Harry and Marv's van | |
| TURN and DISAPPEAR around the corner. | |
| 60. | |
| 129 INT. VAN - DUSK 129 | |
| Harry is still baffled. | |
| HARRY | |
| How could he just disappear like | |
| that? | |
| MARV | |
| Why don't we forget it, huh? You | |
| shouldn't be following a kid, man. | |
| That's like sending invitations to | |
| the cops. | |
| HARRY | |
| I don't like the way that kid | |
| looked at me. | |
| MARV | |
| You're just gettin' an edge on ya'. | |
| We're doin' good. Now, c'mon. It's | |
| gettin' dark. Let's drop this stuff | |
| off, get a bite to eat and come | |
| back for some more Holiday | |
| surprises. | |
| Harry grins. Marv laughs. Harry hits the gas. | |
| 130 EXT. NATIVITY SCENE - DUSK 130 | |
| Kevin hurriedly removes the Little Drummer Boy costume. He | |
| hurries away from the church. He glances up. The street | |
| lamps are turning on. It is getting dark. | |
| 131 EXT. STREET - NIGHT 131 | |
| Kevin runs as fast as he can. All up and down the block. | |
| The CHURCH BELLS strike a fifth time, calling it five | |
| o'clock. | |
| The timers in the houses of the people away for the | |
| holidays turn on the Christmas lights. Kevin arrives at his | |
| driveway. | |
| 132 INT. HOUSE - NIGHT 132 | |
| Kevin runs in and turns on the foyer light, locks the front | |
| door, secures the chain and the deadbolt. He collects | |
| himself. | |
| 61. | |
| KEVIN | |
| This is my house. I have to defend | |
| it. | |
| He runs up the stairs. | |
| 133 EXT. HOUSE - LATER - NIGHT 133 | |
| All of the upstairs and downstairs lights are on. A beat, | |
| and the attic lights go on. BRENDA LEE'S "ROCKIN' AROUND | |
| THE CHRISTMAS TREE" FILLS THE SOUNDTRACK. A MONTAGE BEGINS. | |
| The Brenda Lee song plays over the following images: Kevin | |
| arranging the living room chairs to face toward the | |
| windows, a Piano song book being flipped to "Joy To The | |
| World", the Sports hero poster being peeled from Buzz's | |
| wall, an ELECTRIC t TRAIN being removed from the closet, a | |
| laugh box being removed from Jeff's drawer, one of the | |
| nutcrackers with a rifle being snatched from the piano top, | |
| Kevin carrying mannequins up from the basement and carrying | |
| stereo speakers from the family room to the kitchen. | |
| 134 EXT. HOUSE - LATER - NIGHT 134 | |
| A Little Nero's Pizza delivery car pulls into the driveway. | |
| The delivery boy, who we remember from earlier, walks to | |
| the porch. | |
| A note attached to the front door. It's written in child's | |
| hand, it reads: "BACK DOOR, PLEASE.” | |
| The Pizza boy reads the note and shrugs. The back door is | |
| no problem for him. He hops down off the porch and walks | |
| around to the back door. | |
| 135 INT. FAMILY ROOM - NIGHT 135 | |
| Kevin is listening to the Brenda Lee song. THE DOORBELL | |
| RINGS Kevin jumps up, turns OFF the CD PLAYER and sneaks | |
| into the kitchen. | |
| 136 EXT. PORCH - NIGHT 136 | |
| The Pizza Boy tries to look in the window. The kitchen door | |
| curtains are closed. He knocks. A voice comes from inside. | |
| MAN (V.O.) | |
| Who is it? | |
| 62. | |
| PIZZA BOY LITTLE | |
| Nero's Pizza, sir! I have your | |
| pizza. | |
| CLOSEUP - TELEVISION - NIGHT | |
| The mobster MOVIE fast-forwards, stops, and the mobster | |
| says | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| Leave it on the doorstep and get | |
| the hell outta here. | |
| The picture freezes. MOTE comes on and it steps to the next | |
| cut. | |
| 137 EXT. PORCH - NIGHT 137 | |
| The Pizza Boy is startled by the angry tone of the man's | |
| voice. | |
| PIZZA BOY | |
| (timidly) | |
| Okay. But what about the money? | |
| 138 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 138 | |
| Kevin holds the remote towards the combination TV- VCR. The | |
| speakers are hooked up to the television. Kevin un-pauses | |
| the video picture. | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| What money? | |
| Kevin hits pause, mute and stop. | |
| PIZZA BOY (O.S.) | |
| You have to pay for the pizza, sir | |
| CLOSEUP - TELEVISION - NIGHT | |
| The picture unfreezes. | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| That a fact? How much do I owe you? | |
| 139 EXT. PORCH - NIGHT 139 | |
| The Pizza Boy looks at the ticket. | |
| 63. | |
| PIZZA BOY | |
| $11.80, sir. | |
| 140 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 140 | |
| Kevin counts out twelve dollars of Buzz's money. It's | |
| difficult for him. He lifts the doggie door and flips the | |
| money out. | |
| 141 EXT. PORCH - NIGHT 141 | |
| The Pizza Boy reaches down for the money and is | |
| disappointed to see that It's only twelve dollars. | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| Keep the change, you filthy animal! | |
| PIZZA BOY | |
| (under his breath) | |
| Cheapskate. | |
| 142 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 142 | |
| Kevin flips on a desk lamp that rests behind the | |
| Nutcracker, which is positioned on the counter in front of | |
| the door. The Nutcracker's rifle is extended. The light | |
| casts a large shadow of the nutcracker on the kitchen | |
| curtains. Kevin hits the video "Play" button. | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| I'm gonna give you to the count of | |
| ten to get your ugly, yella, no | |
| good ass off my property ... | |
| 143 EXT. PORCH - NIGHT 143 | |
| The Pizza Boy stares fearfully at the shadow of the | |
| Nutcracker, which resembles a gangster holding a gun. | |
| MOBSTER (V.O.) | |
| Onel Two!... Ten! | |
| 144 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 144 | |
| Kevin drops a row of LIT FIRECRACKERS into the metal | |
| kitchen garbage can. They EXPLODE, creating a LOUD GUNFIRE | |
| SOUND. | |
| 64. | |
| 145 EXT. BACK PORCH - NIGHT 145 | |
| Hearing the "gunfire', the Pizza Boy picks himself up and | |
| scrambles to his car. | |
| CLOSEUP - PIZZA CAR - NIGHT - REAR TIRES | |
| They SPIN and the car zips OUT OF FRAME. | |
| 146 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 146 | |
| Kevin cautiously opens the door and retrieves his pizza. He | |
| comes back in, grinning. | |
| KEVIN | |
| A lovely pizza just for me. | |
| 147 INT. FRENCH AIRPORT - NIGHT 147 | |
| Kate has snared a MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN and is trying to talk | |
| her out of her seat assighment. | |
| KATE | |
| I have the five hundred dollars, | |
| pocket translator, the first class | |
| — that's an upgrade from your coach | |
| seat. | |
| WOMAN | |
| Is that a real Rolex? | |
| KATE | |
| Do you think it is? | |
| WOMAN | |
| No. | |
| KATE | |
| But who can tell? And I have a | |
| ring. | |
| She displays a modest sapphire ring. | |
| WOMAN | |
| It's lovely. | |
| A MIDDLE-AGED MAN joins them. | |
| MAN | |
| Come on, Irene. They're boarding. | |
| 65. | |
| WOMAN | |
| This gal's offered us two first | |
| class seats back to Chicago next | |
| week plus a ring, a watch, a pocket | |
| translator, five hundred dollars | |
| and... | |
| KATE | |
| The Samsonite luggage. | |
| MAN | |
| (thinks) | |
| What do we do about our Christmas | |
| plans? | |
| KATE | |
| You forgot the bracelet. | |
| WOMAN | |
| I didn't care for the bracelet. | |
| Kate holds out her wrist. | |
| MAN | |
| I don't like it either. | |
| (shakes his head) | |
| Thanks anyway. | |
| KATE | |
| You liked the necklace, ma'am. | |
| MAN | |
| She's got a necklace. | |
| (to the wife) | |
| Let's go. | |
| KATE | |
| (almost breaking down) | |
| My little boy's home all by | |
| himself. I'm desperate. I beg you. | |
| From A mother to a mother. Please. | |
| WOMAN | |
| Ed? | |
| HAN | |
| (taps his ear) | |
| Hearing aid went out. Damn. Come | |
| on, honey. Hello? Hello? | |
| He takes her arm and leads her away. | |
| MAN | |
| 66. | |
| Say what? | |
| He sneaks a look back at Kate. | |
| CLOSE-UP KATE | |
| She's crushed. Boarding PASSENGERS jostle her as they head | |
| for the ramp. | |
| 148 EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT 148 | |
| Harry and Marv's van slowly PULLS UP to the front of the | |
| McCallister house. | |
| 149 INT. VAN - NIGHT 149 | |
| Harry and Marv look out. They exchange puzzled glances and | |
| look again to the house. | |
| THEIR POV - NIGHT | |
| The lights are all on. Two chairs are turned toward the | |
| window. He can see the back of a man's head and the back of | |
| a woman's head. They're both wearing hats and jerking | |
| slightly back and forth. LAUGHTER and MUSIC is heard. | |
| 150 INT. VAN - NIGHT 150 | |
| Marv is completely baffled. He shifts his eyes slightly to | |
| the dining room window. | |
| 151 EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT 151 | |
| A shirtless sports hero bobs past the dining room window. | |
| 152 INT. VAN - NIGHT 152 | |
| Harry looks around Marv. They're-both confused. | |
| MARV | |
| Did they come home? | |
| HARRY | |
| From Paris? | |
| They shrug and continue to watch. | |
| 67. | |
| 153 INT. HOUSE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT 153 | |
| CLOSE-UP: ELECTRIC TRAIN. The train is set up on a winding | |
| track that is spread across the dining room. CAMERA FOLLOWS | |
| the train, CAMERA RISES and WIDENS to reveal a straightened | |
| coat hanger taped to the train cars. The life-size sports | |
| hero cut-out from Buzz's room is taped, from the back to | |
| the hanger which runs up the spine. A piano plays "JOY TO | |
| THE WORLD". | |
| 154 INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT - CLOSEUP - PIANO KEYS 154 | |
| Kevin's uncertain fingers play with the keys. He tries to | |
| concentrate on the sheet music. Each time there is a break | |
| in the music, Kevin reaches over and touches the LAUGH BOX, | |
| causing the laughter to begin. CAMERA MOVES DOWN FROM the | |
| keys TO Kevin's foot. A pair of taut strings are tied to | |
| his ankle. | |
| He's wiggling his foot to the music. | |
| CAMERA TURNS AWAY to reveal, sitting in the chairs at the | |
| window, the mannequins from the basement. They're dressed | |
| in Kate and Peter's clothes. String is tied around their | |
| waists. | |
| The wiggling of Kevin's foot rocks the mannequins in time | |
| to the music. | |
| 155 INT. VAN - NIGHT 155 | |
| A confused and worried Harry and Marv continue to watch the | |
| activity. Marv turns to Harry. | |
| MARV | |
| Somebody's in there. | |
| HARRY | |
| Yeah. C'mon. Let's get outta' here | |
| before somebody sees us. We'll come | |
| back again tomorrow. Maybe they'll | |
| be gone by then. | |
| 156 EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT 156 | |
| The van pulls away. CAMERA PANS TO the dining room window. | |
| Kevin's head peers up over the windowsill. Seeing the van | |
| pull out of the driveway, Kevin smiles to himself. | |
| 68. | |
| 157 INT. MASTER BEDROOM - LATER - NIGHT 157 | |
| Kevin finishes flossing his teeth, shuts off the bathroom | |
| light, turns ON the TV, crosses to the bed and gets in. | |
| JOHNNY CARSON. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Heeeeeeere's Johnny. | |
| 158 EXT. PARIS - NIGHT 158 | |
| A cold sun is a moment away from rising. | |
| 159 INT. ROB MCCALLISTER'S APARTMENT - GUEST ROOM - NIGHT 159 | |
| Peter is in bed. He's not sleeping. He's staring out the | |
| window. | |
| CLOSEUP - MEGAN - NIGHT | |
| She's in bed with Linnie. She's not sleeping CAMERA SLIDES | |
| OVER TO Linnie. She's not sleeping, either. | |
| CLOSEUP - JEFF - NIGHT | |
| He's in bed with Fuller. Jeff can't sleep either | |
| CLOSEUP - BUZZ - NIGHT | |
| He's snoring like a bear. | |
| 160 INT. MASTER BEDROOM - LATER - NIGHT 160 | |
| Kevin watches TV for a moment before the lonely thoughts | |
| creep into his head. He turns to the nightstand. He picks | |
| up a family portrait in a silver frame. | |
| Kevin pushes out his lower lip to keep from crying as he | |
| looks at the photo. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I didn't mean it. If you come back. | |
| I'll never be a pain in the butt | |
| again. I promise. | |
| He searches for and finds his strength. He addresses the | |
| photo. | |
| KEVIN | |
| 69. | |
| Good night. | |
| Kevin looks around the room. An instinctive reaction to | |
| what will be an embarrassing act. He kisses the picture and | |
| puts it back on the nightstand. He turns off the light. | |
| CLOSE-UP TELEVISION | |
| Johnny Carson is reading kid's letters to Santa Claus. | |
| 161 INT. DEGAULLE AIRPORT - DAWN 161 | |
| Kate is sleeping on the seats. She's curled up with her | |
| purse for a pillow. A P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT wakes her. | |
| MALE VOICE | |
| This is the final call for boarding | |
| American Airlines flight 561 to | |
| Boston connecting to Detroit. | |
| Standby passenger McCallister | |
| please come to the ticket counter. | |
| Kate sits up. She grabs her purse and her overnight bag. | |
| She takes off. | |
| 162 INT. GROCERY STORE - NEXT DAY - DAY 162 | |
| Kevin is pushing a grocery cart. He's wearing a hat that's | |
| I pulled down over his eyes. The collar on his coat is | |
| turned up. He stops at the dairy section and picks up a | |
| carton of milk. | |
| 163 INT. STORE - BREAD AISLE - DAY 163 | |
| Kevin comes down the aisle. He selects a loaf of bread. A | |
| WOMAN shopper comes up behind him. | |
| WOMAN | |
| Pushing the cart for Mommy? | |
| KEVIN | |
| Yes, ma'am. | |
| WOMAN | |
| What a good littlehelper you are. | |
| I'll bet you'll be getting lots of | |
| swell things from Santa tomorrow | |
| morning, huh? | |
| KEVIN | |
| 70. | |
| You never know. | |
| The woman smiles as she passes him. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Excuse me. What's the stuff you put | |
| in the washing machine to make | |
| clothes feel as fluffy soft as a | |
| kitten and smell as fresh as a | |
| springtime breeze? | |
| The Woman is puzzled by the request. | |
| KEVIN | |
| It's for... Mommy. | |
| WOMAN | |
| Fabric softener. Two aisles over. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Thank you and have a most Merry, | |
| Merry, Merry Christmas. | |
| He turns his cart around and heads up the aisle. | |
| 164 INT. STORE - CHECKOUT COUNTER - DAY 164 | |
| A college age CHECKOUT GIRL begins ringing up Kevin's | |
| purchases. He smiles at her. She looks at him curiously. | |
| He picks up a "Woman's Day" and leafs through it. She rings | |
| up the milk, fabric softener, bread, soup, a microwave | |
| dinner. | |
| KEVIN | |
| (refering to the dinner) | |
| Are those any good? | |
| CHECKOUT GIRL | |
| I don't know. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I'll give 'em a whirl. | |
| He goes back to the magazine. The Girl rings up a jar of | |
| jelly, a bottle of Tide liquid, a four-pack of toilet | |
| paper. | |
| Kevin turns away a little as she rings up the TP. | |
| KEVIN | |
| 71. | |
| I wish I could use the stove. I'd | |
| make some of these Macafurters. | |
| He shows her the magazine. | |
| KEVIN | |
| They look good, don't they? | |
| He smiles. The Girl nods. She can't figure him out. She | |
| rings up a large package of plastic Army men. | |
| KEVIN | |
| For the kids. | |
| The Girl picks up the final item — a quart carton of orange | |
| juice. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Hold on. | |
| He hands her a coupon. | |
| KEVIN | |
| It was in the paper this morning. | |
| She rings up the orange juice, less the coupon savings. | |
| CHECKOUT GIRL | |
| $19.83. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Okay. | |
| Kevin reaches into his jacket and takes out Buzz's twenty. | |
| 165 EXT. ALLEY - DAY 165 | |
| Kevin walks down the alley with his groceries. THe bags are | |
| soft from wear and pose a terrible threat to break open, a | |
| dozen steps and the bottoms burst on both bags and the | |
| groceries tumble to the ground. Kevin sighs and begins | |
| picking up the groceries. | |
| 166 INT. MCCALLISTER HOUSE - BASEMENT - LATER - DAY 166 | |
| Kevin is doing laundry. The laundry cycle is over. He | |
| removes Kate's dress. He examines it. The stain is GONE. | |
| Kevin smiles to himself. | |
| 72. | |
| He places the dress on top of a laundry basket already | |
| loaded with clothes. He lifts the basket and heads up the | |
| stairs. | |
| 167 EXT. HOUSE - VAN - DAY 167 | |
| The Ford van is parked deep in the driveway of the house | |
| next to the McCallister's. | |
| 168 INT. VAN - DAY 168 | |
| Harry and Marv are studying the back of the McCallister | |
| house. | |
| HARRY | |
| I can't figure it. Right now, it | |
| don't seen like anybody's home. But | |
| last night... The place is | |
| jumpin'... Somethin' ain't right... | |
| CLOSE-UP HARRYY AND MARV | |
| Looking out of the van. Harry opens the door. | |
| MARV | |
| What're you doing? | |
| HARRY | |
| I'm not convinced. | |
| 169 EXT. BACKYARDS - DAY 169 | |
| Harry crosses the neighbors yard to the McCallister's yard. | |
| 170 INT. KITCHEN - DAY 170 | |
| Kevin's doing dishes. He glances out the window. He | |
| freezes. | |
| HIS POV | |
| Harry sneaks across the yards. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| A flash of fear. He's too prepared to let it cripple him. | |
| He pulls the kitchen curtains closed and jumps down from | |
| the chair he's standing on. | |
| 73. | |
| 171 INT. FAMILY ROOM - DAY 171 | |
| Kevin races into the family room and slams on the VCR. He | |
| grabs the remote and dashes into the kitchen. | |
| 172 EXT. HOUSE - BACK PORCH - DAY 172 | |
| Harry walks up the steps and tries to peek in the drapes. | |
| He steps back and pushes the doggie door with his foot. | |
| 173 INT. KITCHEN - DAY 173 | |
| Kevin nervously watches the door. | |
| HIS POV | |
| The doggie door flaps as Harry kicks it. The door knob | |
| rattles. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| He hits the remote. The movie starts. | |
| MAN'S VOICE | |
| Awright, Johnny. But what about my | |
| money? | |
| MOBSTER'S VOICE | |
| What money? | |
| 174 EXT. HOUSE - BACK PORCH - DAY 174 | |
| Harry's completely mystified as to who could be in the | |
| house. | |
| MOBSTER'S VOICE | |
| He's upstairs taking a bath. He'll | |
| call you when he gets out. | |
| Harry steps away from the door, jumps off the porch and | |
| runs back to the van. | |
| 175 INT. VAN - DAY 175 | |
| Harry jumps into the van and slams the door. | |
| MARV | |
| What happened? | |
| 74. | |
| HARRY | |
| I'm goin' nuts! Now there's two | |
| guys in the house and another guy | |
| upstairs takin' a bath. | |
| 176 INT. 747 - NIGHT - KATE 176 | |
| She's sleeping on the plane. | |
| 177 INT. PARIS APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 177 | |
| Peter's sitting alone in the living room, looking out at | |
| the lights, thinking. | |
| LINNIE | |
| She comes into the room. She's in | |
| her pajamas. She can't sleep. | |
| LINNIE | |
| Dad? | |
| CLOSE-UP PETER | |
| He turns to her. | |
| PETER | |
| What're you doing up, sweetheart? | |
| CLOSE-UP LINNIE | |
| She's troubled. | |
| LINNIE | |
| Where's Mom? | |
| WIDER | |
| Peter waves her over to him. | |
| PETER | |
| She stayed at the airport, she's | |
| just got on a flight for Detroit. | |
| Linnie sits down next to Peter. | |
| LINNIE | |
| She won't be here for Christmas. | |
| Kevin won't be here for Christmas. | |
| It won't even be like Christmas. | |
| 75. | |
| PETER | |
| We're just gonna delay it a little | |
| bit. | |
| LINNIE | |
| I think it's a bad idea. | |
| PETER | |
| We don't have much choice, | |
| sweetheart. | |
| LINNIE | |
| Families shouldn't be apart on | |
| Christmas. No natter how mean they | |
| are to each other the rest of the | |
| year. Us here. Them there. It's | |
| stupid. Daddy. Christmas isn't | |
| about Paris. | |
| CLOSE-UP PETER | |
| There's a lot of truth in what Linnie is saying. He looks | |
| away and nods as he comes to a realization. | |
| 178 EXT. DRIVEWAY - VAN - DAY 178 | |
| The van's still parked in the drive. | |
| 179 INT. VAN. - DAY 179 | |
| Harry and Marv are sleeping, snoring bark strippers. | |
| 180 EXT. MCCALLISTER HOUSE - BACK PORCH - DAY 180 | |
| Kevin comes outside. He slams the door. | |
| 181 INT. VAN - DAY 181 | |
| CLOSE-UP HARRY | |
| One eye opens. He sits up, realizing he's fallen asleep | |
| during his shift. He looks out the window. | |
| 182 EXT. MCCALLISTER HOUSE - MARV'S POV - BACK PORCH - DAY 182 | |
| Kevin walks down off the porch with a saw and disappears | |
| into the back yard. | |
| 76. | |
| 183 INT. VAN - DAY 183 | |
| Harry smacks Marv. He wakes with a start. | |
| MARV | |
| What?! | |
| HARRY | |
| I got a bad feeling we're getting | |
| scammed by a kindygartener. | |
| MARV | |
| Huh? | |
| 184 EXT. HOUSE - BACK YARD - DAY 184 | |
| Kevin saws the top off a six-foot fir tree behind the | |
| garage. | |
| 185 INT. LIVING ROOM - LATER - DAY 185 | |
| Kevin has put the little tree into the tree stand. He's | |
| found lights and ornaments and is decorating the tree. | |
| 186 EXT. HOUSE - BACK YARD - DAY 186 | |
| Marv is on the back porch, trying to look in the doggie | |
| door. | |
| Harry is on the other comer. He peeks in a window. | |
| 187 INT. LIVING ROOM - CLOSEUP - KEVIN - DAY 187 | |
| THROUGH the tree. He hangs a round, red glass ornament, | |
| blocking his face. A beat and he gently pushes the ornament | |
| aside and looks ahead fearfully. | |
| KEVIN'S POV - DAY | |
| PAST the ornament, THROUGH the tree TO the window and | |
| Harry's face peering in. The ornament slowly returns to its | |
| original position. We see Kevin reflected in its surface. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| Kevin yells at the top of his voice. | |
| KEVIN | |
| 77. | |
| Dad! Can you come here and help | |
| me?! | |
| 188 EXT. HOUSE - BACK YARD - DAY 188 | |
| Marv has joined Harry. Harry smiles. | |
| HARRY | |
| The kid we saw the. other day. He | |
| lives here. | |
| MARV | |
| If the kid's there, the parents | |
| gotta be. | |
| HARRY | |
| (shakes his head) | |
| No. He's home alone. | |
| Marv grins. | |
| 189 INT. HOUSE - BUZZ'S ROOM - DAY 189 | |
| Kevin runs in, grabs Buzz's BB grin off the rack above his | |
| bed, whips open his nightstand drawer and grabs a box of | |
| BBs. He dashes out. | |
| 190 EXT. HOUSE - CLOSEST WINDOW TO BACKYARD - DAY 190 | |
| Kevin appears in the window with a BB gun. Kevin opens it | |
| and looks out. | |
| KEVIN'S POV - DAY | |
| Next door. Harry and Marv walk toward their van. They are | |
| talking. Kevin listens. Marv is incredulous. | |
| MARV | |
| You can't be serious... You wanna | |
| come back tonight? | |
| HARRY | |
| MmmHmmm. | |
| MARV | |
| Even with the kid here? | |
| HARRY | |
| MmmHmmm. | |
| 78. | |
| MARV | |
| I don't think it's a very good | |
| idea... | |
| HARRY | |
| (intense, angry) | |
| Look... That house is the only | |
| reason we started workin' this | |
| block in the first place. Ever | |
| since I laid eyes on that house... | |
| I wanted it. That house is the | |
| difference between me havin' a good | |
| or a bad Christmas. And Marv... I | |
| ain't had a good Christmas since | |
| 1962. | |
| MARV | |
| That long? | |
| HARRY | |
| That long | |
| MARV | |
| Gee, Harry. I don't wanna spoil | |
| Christmas for ya'. | |
| HARRY | |
| Good. Now let's take this one step | |
| at a time... He'll unload the van, | |
| take a shower, get a bite to eat | |
| and come back tonight... when it's | |
| dark... around nine o'clock. | |
| MARV | |
| (smiles) | |
| Yeah. Kids are ascared of the dark. | |
| Kevin listens intently. Harry and Marv get inside the van. | |
| The van backs out of the driveway. | |
| BACK TO SCENE - DAY | |
| Kevin's face is filled with concern, turning to worry and | |
| fear. | |
| He whispers to himself in a voice filled with fear. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Horn. Hhere are you? | |
| 191 INT. DETROIT METROPOLITAN AIRPORT - DAY 191 | |
| 79. | |
| A heavy snow falls outside. A desperate, tired and worn | |
| Kate pleads with the TICKET AGENT. | |
| KATE | |
| Everything's full? | |
| TICKET AGENT | |
| (nods) | |
| It's Christmas Eve. | |
| KATE | |
| What about another airline? | |
| TICKET AGENT | |
| (taps computer) | |
| Nothing available. I suggest you | |
| get a hotel room in the city. | |
| Tomorrow afternoon. He can get you | |
| a flight to Chicago... | |
| KATE | |
| I can't wait that long. | |
| TICKET AGENT | |
| I'm terribly sorry, M'am. There's | |
| nothing else I can do. It's | |
| hopeless. | |
| KATE | |
| (freaks, snaps) | |
| Hopeless?!?... Hopeless?!?... Lady, | |
| I've been awake for almost 60 | |
| hours... I've travelled from | |
| Chicago to Paris to New Jersey just | |
| to get home to my eight year old | |
| son... And now that I'm this | |
| close... you're telling me it's | |
| hopeless?!?... Uh-uh. No way. It's | |
| Christmas. The season of goddamn | |
| perpetual hope. And I don't care if | |
| I have to to hijack a pilot at | |
| gunpoint, if I have to fly through | |
| a 300 mile wall of solid snow, if | |
| it costs me everything I own, or if | |
| I have to sell my soul to the devil | |
| himself... I'm going to get home to | |
| MY SON!!! | |
| The ticket agent just stares at Kate, as does everyone in | |
| the terminal. Suddenly, a hand APPEARS on Kate's shoulder. | |
| GUS | |
| Maybe I can help. | |
| 80. | |
| Kate turns. A curly haired man in his late thirties, GUS | |
| POLINSKY, stands, beside her. Gus is dressed in his | |
| travelling clothes. A sky blue banlon shirt, sansabelt | |
| slacks, plastic loafers and a red satin jacket with the | |
| words "GUS POLINSKI AND THE KENOSHA KICKERS" emblazened | |
| across the back. He is holding an accordion case. Gus | |
| extends his hand. | |
| GUS | |
| Gus Polinski. Polka king of the | |
| midwest. That's my band over | |
| there... The Kenosha Kickers... | |
| Gus points to a row of men, seated a few feet away, dressed | |
| in pastel, banlon shirts and polyester slacks, wearing red | |
| satin jackets and holding their packed musical instruments. | |
| Gus continues to speak, with Kate. | |
| GUS | |
| You a polka fan? | |
| KATE | |
| A little ... | |
| GUS | |
| Ever heard of the "I Don't Want Her | |
| You Can Take Her She Can't Stuff | |
| the Kielbasa Polka"? | |
| KATE | |
| Sounds familiar... | |
| GUS | |
| That's us. Sold six hundred and | |
| fifty-eight copies. In Sheboygan | |
| alone. That's a record for a polka | |
| band. | |
| KATE | |
| Congratulations. | |
| GUS | |
| 81. | |
| Yeah. We were playing a 'Holly and | |
| Hops' party at the Asbury Park | |
| V.F.W. last night. We got a | |
| Christmas gig lined up tomorrow at | |
| the Milwaukee Jaycees... But they | |
| cancelled our flight. So I sent | |
| Stash, my clarinet player, to | |
| "Avis"... He's gonna rent us a | |
| truck. We're gonna brave this | |
| treacherous weather and drive to | |
| Wisconsin. Since Chi-town's on the | |
| way... | |
| (smiles) | |
| I figured you might like to hop a | |
| ride with us ... | |
| Kate's eyes light. A POLKA version of "HAVE A HOLLY JOLLY | |
| CHRISTMAS" FILLS THE SOUNDTRACK. WE CUT TO: | |
| 192 EXT. DETROIT EXPRESSWAY - DAY 192 | |
| Heavy snow continues to fall. A bright yellow Astro van | |
| barrels along the icy, snow covered highway. | |
| 193 INT. ASTRO VAN - DAY 193 | |
| STASH, a curly haired fellow, drives.. CAMERA PANS TO the | |
| back of the van. Gus and his band sit here, playing their | |
| instruments, and singing along. Gus leads the vocals and | |
| plays accordion. Kate sits amongst the polkateers. A forced | |
| smile on her face. | |
| 194 EXT. DEPARTMENT STORE- DUSK 194 | |
| A small department store in town. | |
| KEVIN (OS) | |
| I'd rather stand if that's okay. | |
| I'm a little old to sit on your | |
| lap. | |
| 195 INT. DEPARTMENT STORE - DUSK 195 | |
| Kevin is standing at the knee of a store Santa. | |
| SANTA | |
| 82. | |
| Whatever. You want to tell Santa | |
| what you want for Christmas? And | |
| let me add that we close soon and | |
| Santa has a little party to go to. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Sure. I understand. Okay. I know | |
| you're not the real Santa Claus. | |
| And to be honest I'm not real sure | |
| the real Santa Claus is real but | |
| just in case he is I'd like you to. | |
| tell him something this year from | |
| Kevin McCallister, 1135 Rivard | |
| Blvd. Do you need the phone number? | |
| Santa shakes his head, no. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Okay. This is extremely important. | |
| Would you please tell him that | |
| instead of presents this year I | |
| just want my family back. | |
| Santa doesn't understand. | |
| KEVIN | |
| No toys. Nothing but Peter, Kate, | |
| Buzz, Megan, Linnie and Jeff and my | |
| aunt and my cousins and if he has | |
| time, my Uncle Frank. Okay? | |
| SANTA | |
| I'll see what I can do. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Thanks. | |
| He starts to walk away. | |
| SANTA | |
| You want a candy came? | |
| KEVIN | |
| No, thanks. I don't want to spoil | |
| my-appetite. | |
| He pulls his hat down over his eyes and takes off. | |
| CLOSE-UP SANTA | |
| He's completely baffled. | |
| 83. | |
| 196 EXT. STREET - LATER - NIGHT 196 | |
| Kevin's walking home. It's dark. The street lights are on. | |
| Kevin is walking slowly. He's looking at the houses. | |
| HIS POV - MOVING - NIGHT | |
| A house with lights around the door, lights burning in big | |
| windows. People inside celebrating. Kids running around, | |
| grandparents,aunts, uncles, cousins. It seems as if their | |
| excitement and joy was made in the extreme to emphasize | |
| Kevin's sorrow. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| Shuffling down the sidewalk, eyes on the house he's | |
| passing. | |
| He looks forward and stops suddenly. | |
| HIS POV | |
| A young MAN and WOMAN, she carrying a baby, he loaded with | |
| gifts, walking from their car which is parked far down in a | |
| crowded driveway to the sidewalk of the house Kevin's | |
| watching. | |
| 199 EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT 199 | |
| The young family continues up the walk to the house. Kevin | |
| stands at the foot of the walk, watching. CHURCH BELLS RING | |
| in the distance. | |
| CLOSE-UP: KEVIN | |
| Kevin's eyes are brimming with tears. As strong as he wants | |
| to be, it's too much for him. A tear falls. He wipes it | |
| away, only causing more to fall. | |
| 200 INT. HOUSE - NIGHT 200 | |
| Kevin's framed in the door of the holiday house as the | |
| young family passes off the baby and the gifts and takes | |
| off their coats. Great warmth and cheer. Christmas music is | |
| playing. | |
| 84. | |
| Children are running wild, old men are laughing, grannies, | |
| are yakicing. It's everything Kevin wants. He stands like a | |
| sobbing statue at the end of the walk, lit by a coach | |
| light, wiping tears from his cheeks with the backs of his | |
| cold, bare hands. | |
| The door closes on him. | |
| 201 EXT. CHURCH - NIGHT 201 | |
| A small, old frame church. We can hear the voices of a | |
| CHOIR, rehearsing for the midnight mass. Kevin approaches | |
| the church slowly, apprehensively. He-looks up at the | |
| steeple, listens to the sweet voices inside mixing with the | |
| RINGING BELLS. | |
| Kevin gathers his courage and walks in. | |
| 202 INT. CHURCH - NIGHT 202 | |
| A couple of people sit in the first few rows — people | |
| involved with the program. An elderly woman and her husband | |
| sit several rows back. They're praying. Further back, we | |
| see the silhouette of a man sitting alone. Kevin enters. He | |
| peels off his hat and holds it tight to his belly. | |
| HIS POV - MOVING - NIGHT | |
| into the light, spaciousness and beauty of the old church. | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| Kevin looks up into the ceiling as he slowly makes his way | |
| down the aisle. He slips into a pew and sits. He unzips his | |
| jacket a little bit and looks to his left. | |
| The silhouetted man sits across the aisle from Kevin. The | |
| man leans forward, out of the shadows and into the light. | |
| It is MARLEY. | |
| MARLEY | |
| My great granddaughter's upthere | |
| singing. | |
| Kevin is startled that he has relatives. Didn't he kill his | |
| family? | |
| MARLEY | |
| She's a very pretty little girl. | |
| You might know her. | |
| 85. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I don't go to this church. I'm sure | |
| she's very nice. And very pretty. | |
| MARLEY | |
| You live across the way from me. | |
| Kevin nods. | |
| HARLEY | |
| You gonna sing tonight? | |
| KEVIN | |
| No, sir. | |
| HARLEY | |
| (looking up) | |
| I was baptized In this church. | |
| Kevin looks up. | |
| HARLEY | |
| I got married in this church. Hy | |
| boys got married in this church. I | |
| said goodbye to my wife in this | |
| church. | |
| Kevin looks down from the ceiling to Harley. | |
| KEVIN | |
| (after a long pause) | |
| You got divorced in a church? | |
| CHOIR - NIGHT | |
| They end their number and look to the back of the church as | |
| we hear the old man SNORT and CHUCKLE.One very pretty | |
| twelve year old GIRL turns away, knowing that it's her | |
| grandfather. | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| Kevin smiles. Harley pats him on the knee and stops his | |
| laughter. He takes his hankie out and blows his nose with a | |
| loud honk! | |
| HARLEY | |
| I don't laugh too much anymore, but | |
| you got me. | |
| He puts his hankie back. | |
| HARLEY | |
| 86. | |
| What I meant was... was that the | |
| services for my wife, when she | |
| died, were here. In this church. | |
| Kevin feels terrible. | |
| HARLEY | |
| It won't be too long before they | |
| have my services here. | |
| KEVIN | |
| You shouldn't say that. | |
| MARLEY | |
| I'm an old mem. I've had a lot of | |
| living. | |
| (pause) | |
| I'd like to be with my wife again. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Is that possible? | |
| MARLEY | |
| I believe it. Up in the kingdom, | |
| not here. | |
| (points) | |
| Up there. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Oh. | |
| MARLEY | |
| This time for eternity. | |
| (pause) | |
| You been a good boy this year? | |
| Kevin looks up at Marley. After a long beat he shakes his | |
| head, no. | |
| MARLEY | |
| Fighting? | |
| Kevin nods. | |
| MARLEY | |
| Back-talking? Disrespecting? | |
| Kevin nods. | |
| MARLEY | |
| Telling fibs? | |
| Kevin thinks. | |
| 87. | |
| KEVIN | |
| A few. | |
| MARLEY | |
| Maybe you oughta tell him. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Who? | |
| Marley shifts his eyes up to the ceiling. | |
| MARLEY | |
| Him. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Should I bother him on Christmas? | |
| HARLEY | |
| He's open all year 'round. Twenty | |
| four hours a day. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Okay. | |
| HARLEY | |
| He'll listen. You're a good soul. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I'm not sure if I am anymore. | |
| HARLEY | |
| You are. Bad souls can't bring | |
| themselves to come in places like | |
| this. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Is that true? | |
| HARLEY | |
| That's true. And you tell him about | |
| the trouble you had with your | |
| folks. | |
| Kevin's startled that Harley knows. | |
| KEVIN | |
| You know about they? | |
| HARLEY | |
| 88. | |
| Just a guess. You get on your knee | |
| and you ask Him to fix things for | |
| you and your folks. You say please | |
| and you say thank you for all the | |
| other things he does for you. And | |
| then you go on home where you | |
| belong. | |
| Kevin leans forward and kneels. He clasps his hands and | |
| bows his head. He closes his eyes and silently prays. | |
| Harley sits back and watches with a grin. Kevin finishes | |
| and sits back in the pew. He looks at Harley. | |
| KEVIN | |
| How long does it usually take for | |
| these things to work? | |
| HARLEY | |
| Give him 'till morning. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Okay. | |
| Harley holds out his hand | |
| MARLEY | |
| Nice talking to you on this | |
| Christmas Eve. | |
| Kevin shakes his hand. It feels good to him to touch | |
| another person. Kevin gets up and steps around Harley. He | |
| stops, turns back and patshim on the shoulder. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Say hello to your wife for me when | |
| you see her. | |
| HARLEY | |
| I sure will. And I hope you get a | |
| big surprise when you get home. | |
| Kevinsmiles.He turns and walks up the aisle. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| He thinks about what the old man said. He's forgotten all | |
| about the crooks. He stops cold, a look of panic comes over | |
| him. | |
| 205 EXT. CHURCH - NIGHT 205 | |
| 89. | |
| Kevin blasts out of the church and tears off down the | |
| street. | |
| MONTAGE BEGINS | |
| DARLENE LOVE'S "CHRISTMAS, BABY PLEASE COME HOME" FILLS THE | |
| SOUNDTRACK playing over the following images of Kevin | |
| preparing the house for the burglar's arrival: | |
| Kevin's hands draw out a battle plan on a large sheet of | |
| paper. | |
| He places Micromachines on the floor, pours water on the | |
| front and back stairs, sets a pillow and electric fan on | |
| the dining room table, ties rope to the handle of a metal | |
| paint can, pushes roofing nails through an asphalt shingle, | |
| painting roofing tar on the basement stairs, removes the | |
| front door knob, plugging in the soldering iron and jamming | |
| it into the hole and attaching a rope from the third floor | |
| window to his tree house. | |
| MONTAGE ENDS. | |
| CLOSEUP - CHRISTMAS TREE NIGHT | |
| The lights go on. | |
| 208 EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT 208 | |
| The picture perfect Christinas Card house. Harm. Inviting. | |
| Welcoming. | |
| CLOSEUP - MICROWAVE - NIGHT | |
| It goes off with a DING! Kevin opens it and takes out a | |
| turkey dinner. | |
| 210 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 210 | |
| Kevin sits at the kitchen table. He's using a placemat, | |
| linen napkin, crystal glass. As if his mother had set the | |
| table for him. He bows his head over the microwave dinner | |
| and says grace. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Bless this highly nutritious | |
| microwaveable turkey dinner and the | |
| people who sold it on sale. Amen. | |
| 90. | |
| Kevin puts his napkin in his lap. He is about to take a | |
| bite out of the dinner. There is a DISTANT CHURCH BELL | |
| CHIME. | |
| Kevin glances to the kitchen clock. It CLICKS to 9:00 P.M. | |
| Kevin jumps up from the table and shoves the dinner back | |
| into the microwave. He hurriedly cleans off the table. A | |
| SECOND BELL CHIMES. | |
| 211 EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT 211 | |
| The van pulls into the driveway All the way up to the | |
| garage and stops. | |
| 212 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 212 | |
| Kevin's cleaning up the kitchen. He hears the van. He grabs | |
| his BB gun and runs to the lights. | |
| KEVIN | |
| This is it. Don't get scared now. | |
| Kevin turns off the light. | |
| 213 EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT 213 | |
| Harry and Marv get out of the van.. A FIFTH BELL CHIMES. | |
| Harry has the crowbar. | |
| MARV | |
| How do you want to go in? | |
| HARRY | |
| May as well knock and see if he'll | |
| open up. Who knows? | |
| MARV | |
| Yeah. He's a kid. Kids are stupid. | |
| I know I was. | |
| HARRY | |
| You still are. | |
| MARV | |
| Yeah, but I was a lot worse. | |
| A SIXTH BELL CHIMES. | |
| 91. | |
| 215 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 215 | |
| Kevin is standing at the door, peeking out through the | |
| curtains. He backs away. A beat and there's a sharp KNOCK. | |
| HARRY (O.S.) | |
| Merry Christmas, little fella. We | |
| know you're in there and that | |
| you're all alone. | |
| MARV (O.S.) | |
| Yeah, come on. Open up, kid. It's | |
| Santa Claus and his elf. | |
| A SEVENTH BELL CHIMES. | |
| 217 EXT. HOUSE - CLOSEUP - DOGGIE DOOR - NIGHT 217 | |
| The barrel of the BB gun slowly sneaks out of the doggie | |
| door and points up. | |
| HARRY (O.S.) | |
| We ain't gonna hurt you. | |
| MARV (O.S.) | |
| We got some nice presents for ya. | |
| An EIGHTH BELL CHIMES. | |
| CLOSEUP - HARRY'S CROTCH - NIGHT | |
| SEEN DOWN the BARREL of the BB gun. | |
| HARRY (O.S.) | |
| Be a good boy and open the door. | |
| CLOSEUP - TRIGGER - NIGHT | |
| Kevin's little finger squeezes the trigger. | |
| 220 EXT. PORCH - NIGHT 220 | |
| A sharp POP! and a TWING! Followed by the NINTH CHURCH BELL | |
| chiming. Harry howls ... | |
| HARRY | |
| Yeeuuutz! | |
| ... and grabs his groin. Marv drops to his knees and whips | |
| open the doggie door. | |
| 92. | |
| 221 INT. KITCHEN - DOGGIE DOOR - NIGHT 221 | |
| Marv's curious and angry face appears. A beat and his eyes | |
| open wide in fear. | |
| MARV'S POV - NIGHT | |
| The muzzle of the BB GUN. POP! | |
| 223 EXT. PORCH - NIGHT 223 | |
| Marv jumps back, clutching his forehead. | |
| MARV | |
| Eeeeesssssssshhhh! | |
| Harry is off the porch, pinching his groin. Marv joins him. | |
| MARV | |
| The little bastard's armed! | |
| HARRY | |
| I'll go around the front way. You | |
| go in the basement. | |
| Harry limps around the side of the house. Marv hangs back a | |
| moment, rubbing his forehead. | |
| 224 EXT. FRONT PORCH - NIGHT 224 | |
| Harry hustles around the front of the house and jumps up on | |
| the porch. It's a sheet of ice. .He hits it, falls to his | |
| ass and slips into the bushes. | |
| 225 EXT. BASEMENT STAIRS - NIGHT 225 | |
| Marv starts down the stairs. Ice again. One step and Marv's | |
| legs go out from under him. | |
| 226 INT. BASEMENT DOOR - NIGHT 226 | |
| THROUGH the window, we see Marv fly down the iced stairs. | |
| He hits the basement door with a wham! The CROWBAR CLANGS! | |
| He pulls himself up. A beat and he falls again. | |
| 227 EXT. FRONT PORCH - NIGHT 227 | |
| 93. | |
| Harry grabs a porch pillar and climbs back onto the porch. | |
| He straddles the pillar and the door as he tries to reach | |
| the knob. | |
| 228 EXT. BASEMENT STAIRWELL - NIGHT 228 | |
| Marv jams the crowbar in the door and cracks it open. | |
| 229 EXT. PORCH - NIGHT 229 | |
| Harry pushes off the pillar, slides toward the door, | |
| doesn't quite make it, starts to slide back, steps forward | |
| and falls on his face. | |
| 230 INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT 230 | |
| Marv steps into the basement. He feels for a light switch. | |
| It doesn't go on. He feels his way through the dark to a | |
| hanging bulb. | |
| 231 INT. HOUSE - SECOND FLOOR HALLWAY - LAUNDRY CHUTE - NIGHT 231 | |
| A steam iron with a string attached to the handle is | |
| resting on the edge of the open chute. The string runs down | |
| the chute. | |
| 233 INT. BASEMENT - MARV 233 | |
| He grabs the chain and yanks on it. The chain, socket, | |
| bulb, and cord come loose in his hand. He looks at it as OS | |
| we HEAR THE HORRIBLE CLATTER OF THE IRON FALLING DOWN THE | |
| CHUTE. Marv looks up. | |
| HIS POV | |
| Into the chute. The iron FALLS INTO CAMERA. | |
| BACK TO SCENE | |
| Marv catches the iron square in the face and hits the deck. | |
| 235 EXT. HOUSE - FRONT PORCH - NIGHT 235 | |
| 94. | |
| Harry is back on the porch, clutching the pillar. He pushes | |
| himself away from the pillar, using the crowbar. The | |
| doorknob is within easy reach now. | |
| CLOSEUP - DOORKNOB - NIGHT | |
| It's glowing red with heat. | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| A big cprin is on Harry's face. He reaches for the door | |
| knob, grabs it and shrieks. | |
| 238 INT. FOYER - NIGHT 238 | |
| Kevin shakes his fist victoriously. | |
| 239 EXT. PORCH - NIGHT 239 | |
| He drops the crowbar and the knob. His extreme reaction | |
| takes him off his feet and he lands square on his back and | |
| slides down the steps, yowling in agony. Harry thrusts his | |
| hand into a pile of dirty corn snow. | |
| 241 INT. BASEMENT - CLOSE-UP STEPS - NIGHT 241 | |
| One of Marv's shoes is stuck in the thick, drying roof tar. | |
| CAMERA MOVES UP the stairs. One of Marv's socks is stuck in | |
| the next stair. CAMERA continues to move. Marv's other shoe | |
| is stuck in the next step. His other sock is stepping onto | |
| the top step. CAMERA PANS UP. Marv is stepping out of the | |
| sock, in his BARE FEET. He has a triangular series of | |
| indentations peaking at his hairline caused by the | |
| perforated underside of the iron. There is murder in Marv's | |
| eyes as he steps onto the top landing. | |
| CLOSE-UP LANDING | |
| A shingle with protruding nailswaits for Marv's | |
| approaching, NAKED FOOT. | |
| CLOSE-UP MARV | |
| He freezes for a moment, looks down and then howls with | |
| pain. | |
| BASEMENT STAINS | |
| 95. | |
| Marv lifts his foot and the shingle. To steady himself he | |
| grabs the stairrail. It comes loose in his hand and he | |
| takes a backwards tumble down thestairs. | |
| 244 EXT. HOUSE - BACK PORCH - NIGHT 244 | |
| Harry limps up the porch steps, clutching his burned hand. | |
| With some difficulty he manages to jimmie the door with his | |
| crowbar, using only one hand. He sticks the crowbar under | |
| his arm and carefully opens the door. | |
| 245 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 245 | |
| Harry enters slowly. As the door opens, the tension on the | |
| wire ignites the torch. Harry's naked head is scorched. He | |
| shrieks and jumps back out the door. It closes and the | |
| torch goes off. | |
| 246 EXT. HOUSE - SNOWBANK - NIGHT 246 | |
| Harry drives his flaming head into the snowbank. The fire | |
| is extinguished with a SIZZLE. | |
| CLOSEUP - KEVIN'S BATTLE PLAN - NIGHT | |
| Lit by flashlight. Kevin draws an "X" through a drawing of | |
| the torched door. | |
| CLOSEUP - HARRY - NIGHT | |
| He rises INTO FRAME. The hair on the top of Harry's head is | |
| burned away, his sideburns smoldering, blisters rising, | |
| eyebrows singed, eyes wild with rage and teeth gritted. | |
| 249 EXT. HOUSE - BACK PORCH - NIGHT 249 | |
| Harry kicks open the door, snapping the torch wire. He | |
| marches into the house. | |
| HARRY | |
| Where are you?... You little | |
| bastard?!? | |
| 250 INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT 250 | |
| Marv stumbles to the door. | |
| 96. | |
| 251 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 251 | |
| Harry listens at the dining room door. It's closed. | |
| HARRY | |
| It's too late for you, kid! We're | |
| in the house and we're cornin' for | |
| ya. | |
| KEVIN (O.S.) | |
| Okay. | |
| Harry grins. | |
| 253 INT. DINING ROOM - NIGHT 253 | |
| A room fan is resting on the table pointed at the dining | |
| room door. A pillow's worth of feathers is heaped in front | |
| of the fan. | |
| CLOSE-UP FAN | |
| A pencil is stuck in the fan blades. The MOTOR STRUGGLES | |
| against the pencil. A string runs from the pencil to the | |
| handle of the dining room door. | |
| 255 INT. FOYER - TOP OF STAIRS - NIGHT 255 | |
| Kevin is sitting at the top of the stairs. He calls to | |
| Harry with complete confidence. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Cone and get ne. | |
| 256 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 256 | |
| Harry pulls open the dining door and rushes into the room. | |
| The pencil is pulled out of the fan. The fan blades turn. | |
| The feathers blow into the air. | |
| Harry storms into the room and straight into the glued | |
| Saran Wrap that spans the doorway. It sucks tight around | |
| his face. | |
| Harry roars with anger and peels off the wrap. Feathers | |
| immediately stick to his face. | |
| 97. | |
| HARRY | |
| Shit! | |
| 257 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT 257 | |
| Marv steps gingerly up the porch stairs and into the | |
| kitchen in his bare feet. | |
| MARV | |
| What happened?!? | |
| 258 INT. FOYER - STAIRS - NIGHT 258 | |
| Kevin stands up. He's on full alert. They're both in the | |
| house. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Do you guys give up!? | |
| CLOSEUP - HARRY - NIGHT | |
| He turns to reveal his face full of feathers, his hair | |
| burned. | |
| CLOSEUP - MARV - NIGHT | |
| He's just as much a wreck. He curls his lip in an angry | |
| snarl. | |
| MARV | |
| I wanna kill him! | |
| 261 INT. FOYER - NIGHT 261 | |
| Harry and Marv charge into the foyer.Marv's walking on his | |
| heels to spare his punctured soles of his feet. | |
| HARRY | |
| Why the hell did youtake your shoes | |
| off? | |
| MARV | |
| Why the hell did youset your head | |
| on fire? | |
| They hit the MicroMachines and hit the deck. | |
| 98. | |
| Kevin, standing in the middle of the stairs, takes aim with | |
| his BB GUN. Kevin PUMPS a SUCCESSION of BBs at the crooks | |
| before running up the stairs. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Come and get me! | |
| Marv and Harry scramble to their feet, rubbing their | |
| stinging butts and backs. Marv dashes up the stairs. Harry | |
| follows. | |
| At the top of the stairs, Kevin holds a can of paint over | |
| his head. He lets it fly. The paint can arcs out, the rope | |
| tied to it pulls taut and the can swings rapidly into the | |
| stairwell. | |
| Marv looks up as he runs up the stairs. His eyes widen in | |
| horror. | |
| MARV | |
| HEAD'S UP! | |
| MARV'S POV - NIGHT | |
| The paint can swings INTO CAMERA | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| Marv ducks, revealing Harry's unsuspecting face. The paint | |
| can strikes Harry. Square on the chin, knocking him off his | |
| feet, off the stairs and into the foyer. Kevin hurls his | |
| second can. Marv looks back down at Harry. | |
| MARV | |
| I'll get him for ya, Harry. | |
| Marv turns and screams. Marv catches the second paint can. | |
| He's knocked off his feet. Harry-is on his back in the | |
| foyer. | |
| He opens his eyes. | |
| HARRY'S POV - NIGHT | |
| Marv is sailing down on him. | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| And it's a burglar sandwich. | |
| 99. | |
| 266 INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT 266 | |
| Kevin scoots down the hallway on his hands and knees, | |
| toward the master bedroom. | |
| 267 INT. FOYER - NIGHT 267 | |
| Marv helps Harry to his feet. | |
| MARV | |
| He's only a kid, Harry. We can take | |
| him. | |
| HARRY. | |
| Shut up. | |
| MARV | |
| You're missing some teeth. | |
| Harry shoves Marv away and heads up the stairs. | |
| 268 INT. MASTER BEDROOM - NIGHT 268 | |
| Kevin is on the telephone. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Helpl My house is being robbed! I | |
| live at 1132 Rivard. My name's | |
| Murphy. | |
| 269 INT. FOYER - STAIRS - NIGHT 269 | |
| Harry and Marv trudge up the stairs. They are cautious, | |
| keeping an alert eye on the railing above. | |
| HARRY | |
| You bomb me with another can, kid | |
| and I'll snap off your cajones and | |
| boil them in motor oil. | |
| 270 INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT 270 | |
| Kevin crawls out of the master bedroom. | |
| 271 INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - NIGHT 271 | |
| Harry and Marv make the turn up the stairs and see Kevin. | |
| 100. | |
| HARRY | |
| There he is! | |
| Kevin scampers down the hallway to the third floor stairs. | |
| with the little strength they have left, Harry and Marv | |
| take off down the hall, after Kevin. | |
| CLOSEUP - DOORKNOB - NIGHT | |
| A wire is tightly fastened around the knob. CAMERA PANS | |
| ALONG the wire, it is connected to another doorknob, across | |
| the hall | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| Harry charges down the hall. Suddenly he's off his feet, | |
| flipped forward with a TWANG 1 With the wire snapped, Marv | |
| keeps moving. He jumps over the fallen Harry and lunges for | |
| Kevin. Marv's hand grabs Kevin's ankle. Kevin holds onto | |
| the third floor doorknob with both hands. He screams. with | |
| his free leg he repeatedly kicks Marv in the head. | |
| MARV | |
| Harry! Get up! Grab him! | |
| Harry doesn't move. | |
| He is lying on the floor. His eyes open in horror. | |
| HARRY'S POV - NIGHT | |
| The tarantula runs INTO CAMERA. | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| Harry stands up, with the spider clinging to his face. | |
| Harry is screaming. He peels off the spider and throws it. | |
| Marv turns back to Harry. | |
| MARV | |
| Har...! | |
| The spider lands on Marv's face. Marv lets go of Kevin's | |
| ankle. | |
| Kevin whips open the door and charges up the stairs. Marv | |
| flicks the spider off his face. | |
| In a panic, Marv grabs his crowbar, draws it back, draws a | |
| bead on the spider... Harry is shivering with revulsion. | |
| The spider climbs up on Harry's shoe. | |
| 101. | |
| SEVERE UP-ANGLE - NIGHT | |
| Marv has lost his senses for the moment. He brings down the | |
| crowbar with all his force. Harry screams as the crowbar | |
| slams down on his foot. | |
| 277 INT. BUZZ'S ROOM - NIGHT 277 | |
| The tarantula scoots back inside the room. | |
| 278 INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT 278 | |
| Marv drops the crowbar, realizing what he's done. | |
| MARV | |
| Harry! I'm... | |
| Harry belts Marv in the face. | |
| 279 INT. ATTIC STAIRWELL - NIGHT 279 | |
| Kevin stands at the top of the stairs. He looks down into | |
| the stairwell. | |
| KEVIN'S POV - NIGHT | |
| Steep drop. Harry, then Marv appear at the bottom of the | |
| stairs. | |
| HARRY | |
| Now where you gonna go? | |
| MARV | |
| We was just gonna kidnap you. Now | |
| we're gonna kidnap ya and feed ya | |
| to the fishes. | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| Kevin yells down to Harry and Marv. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Go kiss a dog on the lips! | |
| Kevin dashes OFFSCREEN. | |
| 282 INT. STAIRWELL - NIGHT 282 | |
| 102. | |
| Harry and Harv hobble up the stairs | |
| MARV | |
| Can I shoot him? | |
| HARRY | |
| Right after I strangle him. | |
| 283 EXT. ATTICWINDOW - NIGHT 283 | |
| Kevin climbs into the window. He fastens a large metal hook | |
| onto the rope. He secures his grip on the rope tied through | |
| an eye on the handle. He looks down fearfully. | |
| KEVIN'S POV - NIGHT | |
| It is three stories down to the cold, dark, ground. | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| Kevin gulps back his nerves and swings out of the window. | |
| 286 EXT. BACK YARD - NIGHT 286 | |
| Kevin slides down the rope, picking up speed as he heads | |
| for his tree house. | |
| KEVIN'S POV - NIGHT | |
| MOVING DOWN the rope. | |
| 288 INT. TREE HOUSE - NIGHT 288 | |
| Kevin sails down the rope into the tree house. He puts up | |
| his legs to absorb the impact. | |
| 289 EXT. TREE HOUSE - NIGHT 289 | |
| The back side. Kevin's legs burst through the weathered | |
| wood. | |
| 290 EXT. TREE HOUSE - NIGHT 290 | |
| Kevin brushes himself off and shakes off the hurt. | |
| 291 INT. ATTIC BEDROOM - NIGHT 291 | |
| 103. | |
| Harry and Marv enter. They are quick to see the open | |
| window. | |
| MARV | |
| Maybe he committed suicide. | |
| Harry climbs up on the student desk beneath the window and | |
| looks out. | |
| 292 EXT. ATTIC WINDOW - NIGHT 292 | |
| Harry scans the yard. | |
| HIS POV - NIGHT | |
| Kevin waves to him from the tree house. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Down here you big horse's ass! Come | |
| and get me before I go call the | |
| police! | |
| 294 INT. ATTIC BEDROOM - NIGHT 294 | |
| Marv calls up to Harry. | |
| MARV | |
| Come on! | |
| He starts for the stairs. | |
| HARRY | |
| (looking back from the | |
| window) | |
| That's exactly what the little shit | |
| wants us to do. Go back down | |
| through his fun house and get tore | |
| up more. | |
| MARV | |
| You gonna let him call the cops?! | |
| Harry pulls out his handkerchief and wraps it around his | |
| hand. | |
| MARV | |
| Not out the window, Harry. | |
| HARRY | |
| That's just what the kid's sayin'. | |
| Come on. | |
| 104. | |
| 295 EXT. BACK YARD - NIGHT 295 | |
| Harry swings out the window on the rope and begins hand- | |
| walking down it. Marv joins him. | |
| 296 INT. TREE HOUSE - KEVIN - NIGHT 296 | |
| Kevin grins and brings up a large pair of hedge trimmers. | |
| CLOSEUP - HARRY - NIGHT | |
| He stops cold, his eyes locked open. | |
| HARRY | |
| Oh, no ... | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| Kevin snips the rope. Harry and Marv crash into the side of | |
| the house. They slide down the house and fall to the | |
| ground. | |
| Dazed. Shaken. | |
| Kevin scampers down from the tree house and runs to the | |
| van. | |
| He opens the door to the van, puts it in neutral and runs | |
| down the driveway. The van rolls down the driveway and hits | |
| the curb. | |
| Kevin runs across the street, to the Murphy house. | |
| 299 EXT. MURPHY HOUSE - NIGHT 299 | |
| Kevin arrives in the front yard. He stops, turns and looks | |
| across the street, to his house. | |
| KEVIN'S POV - NIGHT | |
| Scratched and bruised,. Harry and Marv stagger out from | |
| beneath the pile of broken icicles. Their eyes filled with | |
| murder, they see Kevin across the street. | |
| BACK TO SCENE - NIGHT | |
| Kevin waves to the two crooks. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I'm calling the cops! | |
| 105. | |
| Harry and Marv take off after Kevin. Kevin races across the | |
| Murphys' lawn. Harry and Marv hobble across the street, | |
| trying to catch up. Kevin rounds the front corner of the | |
| house and runs into the backyard. | |
| 302 EXT. MURPHY HOUSE - BACK YARD - NIGHT 302 | |
| Kevin whips around into the back yard, runs down the cellar | |
| steps and inside. | |
| 303 INT. MURPHY HOUSE - BASEMENT- NIGHT 303 | |
| Kevin enters. He looks around in the darkness, sees the | |
| stairs leading upstairs and runs towards them. He sprints | |
| up the stairs. He pulls the door open. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| He recoils in fear. | |
| HIS POV | |
| Harry and Marv are standing in the door. | |
| HARRY | |
| Evening, little nipper. | |
| Kevin steps down off the top stair. | |
| STAIRS - HARRY AND MARV | |
| Marv reaches for Kevin. He's tapped on the shoulder. He | |
| turns. | |
| MARV | |
| Huh? | |
| MARV'S POV | |
| A mem is swinging a wide metal snow shovel toweurd his | |
| head. | |
| Before Marv can react he is slammed in the face with the | |
| snow shovel. Marv collapes. Harry turns. | |
| HARRY'S POV | |
| The snow shovel. Swinging into CAMERA. WHAM! The snow | |
| shovel connects with Harry. He falls to the floor beside | |
| Marv. | |
| 106. | |
| CLOSE-UP KEVIN | |
| He looks up. | |
| HIS POV | |
| Harley steps out of the shadows to reveal himself to Kevin. | |
| WFTPTREY | |
| A little trick I learned in South | |
| Bend. | |
| He winks. | |
| 308 EXT. MURPHY HOUSE - NIGHT - LATER 308 | |
| A pair of squad cars are pulled up in front of the Murphy | |
| house. Officers are coming and going from the house. | |
| 310 INT. SQUAD CAR - NIGHT 310 | |
| Marv and Harry, handcuffed and looking half-dead, drop into | |
| the back seat from either side. They sit exhausted, | |
| confused, defeated, injured and humiliated. | |
| 311 EXT. HOUSE - SQUAD CAR - NIGHT 311 | |
| Harry looks out the window. | |
| HARRY'S POV - NIGHT | |
| The shirtless sports hero is in the window of the | |
| McCallister house. Rocking back and forth. Kevin pops up | |
| beside the sports hero. Seeing Harry, Kevin grins. | |
| HARRY - NIGHT | |
| curls his lip in anger; | |
| 314 EXT. STREET - NIGHT 314 | |
| The two squad cars drive off into the night. | |
| 315 INT. MCCALLISTER LIVING ROOM - LATER - NIGHT 315 | |
| Kevin places the gifts under his tree. | |
| 107. | |
| 317 INT. LIVING ROOK - NIGHT 317 | |
| Kevin sets a glass of milk and a plate of cookies and a | |
| plate of carrots. He adjusts the family stockings that he's | |
| taped to the mantel, and looks around proudly. | |
| 318 EXT. HOUSE - MORNING 318 | |
| A picture-perfect snowfall is in progress, having started | |
| over the night. | |
| 319 INT. MASTER BEDROOM - DAY 319 | |
| Kevin is at the end of his sleep. He stirs, suddenly sits | |
| up and listens carefully. The house is silent. He looks to | |
| the window. | |
| KEVIN'S POV - DAY | |
| The glass is frosty and the rooftops are white. | |
| Kevin smiles. He leaps out of bed and tears out of the | |
| room. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Mom! | |
| 321 INT. FOYER - DAY 321 | |
| Kevin scrambles down the stairs, jumping the last few steps | |
| and skidding on the wooden floor. He shoots into the living | |
| room. | |
| Kevin grinds to a halt, his face glowing with the biggest | |
| smile of his life. | |
| KEVIN AND HIS POV - DAY | |
| No one's there. It's as he left it. | |
| Kevin's smile falls. He's crushed. His work, his prayers, | |
| his reformation, his courage, his independence. It's for | |
| nothing. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Dammit! | |
| He stomps to the coffee table and picks up a crystal | |
| paperweight. He draws his arm back to heave it at the tree. | |
| 108. | |
| He pauses, thinks better of it. He slowly re-turns the | |
| paperweight to the table. | |
| 323 INT. FOYER - DAY 323 | |
| Kevin walks slowly out of the living room, into the foyer. | |
| He stops at the bottom of the stairs. Something occurs to | |
| him. | |
| He crosses to the door and opens it. | |
| 324 EXT. HOUSE - DAY 324 | |
| Kevin in his pajamas. He sees nothing. He closes the door. | |
| A beat. The sound of POLKA MUSIC is heard. The van rolls | |
| in, FILLING the FRAME. | |
| Kate steps out of the van, waving "Good-bye," thanking and | |
| wishing a "Merry Christmas" to the musicians inside. She | |
| gives a quick kiss to Gus. The van drives off. Kate looks | |
| to the house. | |
| 325 INT. FOYER - DAY 325 | |
| Kate peeks in. She steps softly inside. She's concerned and | |
| cautious. She quietly closes the door behind her. She | |
| glances in the dining room. Then in the living room. She | |
| looks back to the stairs. Thinks for a split second and | |
| then turns quickly back to the living room. | |
| 326 INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY 326 | |
| Kate enters slowly. She's surprised and touched as she | |
| sees... | |
| HER POV - DAY | |
| Kevin's tree, the gifts, then the stockings and finally the | |
| cookies and the carrots. | |
| KATE | |
| Kate's eyes are filled with tears. She puts her hand to her | |
| mouth to keep from crying. | |
| 109. | |
| 329 INT. MASTER BEDROOM - DAY 329 | |
| Kevin is sitting on the bed, holding the family portrait. | |
| CLOSEUP - KEVIN'S TREE - DAY | |
| Kate plucks a little antique silver Christmas bell ornament | |
| off the tree. She shakes it. | |
| CLOSEUP - KEVIN - DAY | |
| No tears. Just defeat and sorrow. O.S. we hear the TINKLE | |
| of the BELL. Kevin looks up, thinking he's hearing things. | |
| Another TINKLE of the BELLS. Kevin puts the photograph down | |
| and covers his ears to see if the sound is in his head. | |
| It's not. He stands. | |
| 332 INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - DAY 332 | |
| The BELL CONTINUES. Kevin pokes his head out of the bedroom | |
| door, walks to the railing and looks over. He can't see | |
| anything. But he can hear the BELL. He walks around the | |
| railing and down to the landing. | |
| 333 INT. HOUSE - FOYER - DAY 333 | |
| Kevin appears at the top of the stairs. He looks down and | |
| doesn't see anything. The BELL RINGS AGAIN. He comes down | |
| the stairs. A loose STAIR CREAKS. | |
| CLOSEUP - KATE - DAY | |
| She knows now that he's home She grabs the bell to silence | |
| it. | |
| CLOSEUP - KEVIN - DAY | |
| He comes down the stairs, into the foyer and turns into the | |
| dining room. | |
| CLOSEUP - KATE - DAY | |
| She's standing in the entrance to the living room, smiling | |
| through her tears. She rings the bell. | |
| HER POV | |
| Kevin has his back to her. He straightens up and turns | |
| 110. | |
| HIS POV | |
| Kate rings the bell. | |
| KATE | |
| Merry Christmas, sweetheart. | |
| CLOSEUP - KEVIN | |
| The sight of his mother Is so overwhelming he doesn't | |
| react. | |
| CLOSEUP - KATE | |
| She thinks his hesitation is anger. | |
| KATE | |
| I'm sorry. | |
| CLOSEUP - KEVIN | |
| He walks slowly to her, stopping in front of her. | |
| 342 INT. FOYER - DAY 342 | |
| Kate kneels before him. She kisses his forehead. He | |
| suddenly throws his arms around her and squeezes for all | |
| he's worth. | |
| She grabs him tight to her. She breaks the embrace and | |
| kisses both his cheeks. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Where's everybody else? | |
| KATE | |
| I'm sorry, honey. They're all ... | |
| 343 INT. FOYER - FRONT DOOR - DAY 343 | |
| It swings open and the haggard, bickering remainder of the | |
| family stumbles in. Buzz looks back to Megan. | |
| BUZZ | |
| I didn't fall asleep in the cab and | |
| drool all over you, did I? | |
| MEGAN | |
| I don't drool. | |
| 111. | |
| LINNIE | |
| Will you guys please shut up? | |
| PETER | |
| Come on, you jerks, it's Christmas! | |
| They notice Kate and Kevin. | |
| PETER | |
| Kev! | |
| Kevin runs to his dad. Kate is dumbfounded to see the | |
| entire family home. Peter gives Kevin a hug. | |
| PETER | |
| You're okay! | |
| Buzz walks up to Kevin and grins. | |
| BUZZ | |
| It's pretty cool you didn't burn | |
| the place down. | |
| Buzz holds out his hand and smiles warmly. Kevin slaps it. | |
| Kate gives an incredulous look to Peter. | |
| KATE | |
| How did you guys?... I mean...? | |
| PETER | |
| He decided to get on the morning | |
| flight back. Remember? The one you | |
| didn't want to wait for? | |
| Kate nods. If she wasn't so happy, she'd would be | |
| frustrated. | |
| She kisses her husband and looks at everyone. | |
| KATE | |
| Who wants breakfast? | |
| PETER | |
| Who wants to get the presents out | |
| of the car? Jeff? | |
| JEFF | |
| I haven't even said 'hello' to my | |
| brother. | |
| (to Kevin) | |
| Hi. You didn't miss anything. The | |
| T.V. shows are all in French. | |
| 112. | |
| LINNIE | |
| (TO KEVIN) | |
| I'll be the only decent person in | |
| the family and say that I really, | |
| really missed you and was worried | |
| about you. But you can't use that | |
| against me. Okay? | |
| Kevin nods. Megan turns to Linnie. | |
| MEGAN | |
| So you're saying I didn't miss him? | |
| I cried several times and often it | |
| was for real. | |
| PETER | |
| Go get the presents. | |
| KATE | |
| Somebody has to run out and find a | |
| store open. We don't even have | |
| milk. | |
| KEVIN | |
| I vent shopping yesterday. | |
| Everybody looks at him. | |
| KEVIN | |
| We have milk. And eggs. And fabric | |
| softener. | |
| PETER | |
| What else did you do while we were | |
| gone? | |
| CLOSEUP - KEVIN - DAY | |
| He thinks for a moment. | |
| KEVIN | |
| Just hung around. | |
| Everybody pauses. Kevin smiles and turns to CLOSE the front | |
| door. He looks across the street for a moment. | |
| KEVIN'S POV | |
| Marley stands at the curb of his house, being greeted by a | |
| family of five, emerging from astation wagon Marley | |
| embraces his son. As Marley hugs his Granddaughter, he | |
| opens his eyes and sees Kevin, watching him from the | |
| doorway of the McCallister house. | |
| 113. | |
| Kevin and Marley exchange a warm and knowing smile. | |
| Kevin slowly closes the door to his home. | |
| FADE TO BLACK. | |
| THE END. | |
| TITLES ROLLOUT AND... | |
| CLOSE-UP TV | |
| The gangster movie's showing. | |
| MOBSTER | |
| Too bad Acey ain't in charge no | |
| more. | |
| MAN | |
| What do you mean? | |
| MOBSTER | |
| He's upstairs taking a bath. He'll | |
| call you when he gets out. | |
| MOBSTER | |
| I'll tell you what i'm gonna give | |
| you, Snakes. I'm gonna give you... | |
| 349 INT. LOCK-UP - HARRY AND MARV - DAY 349 | |
| They're in the day room watching TV with the rest of the | |
| offenders. They're dressed in blues. They look at each | |
| other. | |
| END | |