Editing Winnie the Pooh Gets Home Alone/Transcript (section)

== Kate calls the Police/Family Crisis Intervention ==
(We then cut to the plane landing in Paris)

Woman (on PA): (speaking French) ''Votre attention s'il vous plait...''

(The McCallister family rushes to a payphone where a woman is on the phone)

Kate McCallister: Miss, we have to use the phone, please. 

French Woman: ''Madame, que faites vous?''

Kate McCallister: I'm sorry. It's an emergency. We really have to make a call.

French Woman: ''Que se passe-t-il?''

Linnie McCallister: Please! Our brother's home alone.

French Woman: ''Rendez moi le telephone.''

Megan McCallister: Just give us the phone! (takes the phone from her and gives it to Kate)

Kate McCallister: Thank you. I'm sorry, but thank you. (to Peter) Peter, I'm gonna call the police. Why don't you book us a flight home? (gives her purse to Linnie) Here, get some change out of here. Call everybody you know. (gets her address book out of her purse) Oh. Leslie. Here's my address book. You and Frank call everybody who lives on our street. Maybe somebody can help us. (gets on the phone, hearing a man speaking in French) What am I doing? Hello? Hello? Hello? Oh, she'll have to call you back.

(At the McCallister house)

Kevin McCallister: This is ridiculous. Only a wimp would be hiding under a bed. And I can't be a wimp. I'm the man of the house.

(Kevin gets out from under the bed and then walks outside)

Kevin McCallister: Hey! I'm not afraid anymore! I said, I'm not afraid anymore! Do you hear me? I'm not afraid anymore!

(Just then Old Man Marley walks up. Kevin sees him standing right in front of him with his shovel and his garbage can of salt. Kevin screams and runs back in the house, runs upstairs frantically and hides under the sheets of the bed. We then cut to the Village Police Department. The telephone rings)

Rose: Village Police Department.

Kate McCallister: Yeah. Hi. Look, I'm calling from Paris. I have a son who's home alone. (on phone) Our phones there are out of order, so I'd like somebody to go over to our house and tell him that we're coming home to get him.

Rose: Okay, let me connect you with Family Crisis Intervention.

Kate McCallister: No, it's not a family crisis.

Rose: Hold on.

(Rose knocks on Larry's window) 

Rose: Larry, can you pick up? There's some lady on hold, sounds kind of hyper.

Larry Balzak: What line, Rose?

Rose: Uh, two.

(Larry picks up the phone)

Larry Balzak: Family Crisis Intervention. Sergeant Balzac. (takes a bite out of his doughnut)

Kate McCallister: I am calling from Paris. I have a son who's home alone.

Larry Balzak: Has the child been involved in a violent altercation with a drunken and/or mentally ill member of his immediate family?

Kate McCallister: No.

Larry Balzak: Has he been involved in a household accident?

Kate McCallister: I don't know. I don't-- I hope not.

(Larry takes another bite out of his doughnut) 

Larry Balzak: Has the child ingested any poison and/or any other object that has become lodged in his throat?

Kate McCallister: No, he's just home alone, (on phone) and I would like somebody to go over to the house and see that he's all right, just to check on him.

Larry Balzak: You want us to go to your house just to check on him?

Kate McCallister: Yes!

Larry Balzak: Let me connect you with the police department.

Kate McCallister: No, they just transferred me to you.

Larry Balzak: Rose?

Rose: Yeah?

Larry Balzak: Hyper on two. 

Rose: Hang on.

Larry Balzak: Hold on, please.

(Larry puts Kate on hold and hangs up)

Kate McCallister: No, please don't hang up. Please, don't-- (to Linnie) Any luck?

Linnie McCallister: No. We couldn't get anybody.

(Leslie approaches)

Kate McCallister: Leslie?

Aunt Leslie: I'm sorry, Kate. Nothing but a bunch of answering machines.

(Kate gets back on the phone)

Kate McCallister: Somebody pick up. Pick up!

Rose: Oh, hi, ma'am. It's you again.

Kate McCallister: Yeah, hi. Look. I'm calling from Paris. I have a son who's home alone, and I--

Rose: Okay, okay. We'll send a policeman over to your house to check on your son.

(The scene cuts to a policeman driving to the house and then knocks on the door several times and rings the doorbell as Kevin continues to hide under the covers)

Officer #1: (on his walkie talkie) There's no one home. The house looks secure. Tell 'em to count their kids again.

Officer #2: (on police radio) 10-4.

(The scene cuts back to Paris as Peter is at the airport desk)

Peter McCallister: I can't believe that you can't bump somebody or ask somebody--

French Flight Agent: I'm sorry, but there's no way I can do that.

Peter McCallister: Well, isn't there a way like if you ask somebody? I mean, if you brought somebody up here and explained to them that this is an emergency--

French Flight Agent: I wish I could, but I cannot ask someone--

(Kate approaches)

Kate McCallister: They're sending a policeman over to the house to check on Kevin.

Peter McCallister: Well, that's a relief. Everything here is booked.

Kate McCallister: There's nothing to Chicago?

Peter McCallister: There's nothing to Chicago, New York, Nashville. You name it. Everything's gone.

Kate McCallister: What about a private plane?

French Flight Agent: No, I'm sorry. We don't do that.

Peter McCallister: The only thing they have is a booking for all of us on Friday morning.

Kate McCallister: Friday morn-- That's two days away.

Peter McCallister: Look, honey, the kids are exhausted. You are exhausted. There's absolutely nothing more that we can do at this airport. Now, I say we go over to Rob's, and that way we can call the police again, and they can get back to us.

Kate McCallister: Peter, Kevin ishome all by himself. I'm not leaving here unless it's on an airplane.

French Flight Agent: Madame, we are doing everything we can. Now, if you want to stay at the airport, maybe we can get you on standby. It is a possibility that a seat will open up.

Peter McCallister: Is that okay?

Kate McCallister: Yes. I'll wait.

(Peter and Kate say goodbye to each other)

Kate McCallister: Bye. I'll miss you. 

Peter McCallister: Bye. 

(Peter and Kate hug)

Peter McCallister: Find Kevin.

(They kiss)

Peter McCallister: Don't you get lost. 

Kate McCallister: Good-bye. 

Uncle Frank: Good-bye, Kate. 

(Kate waves goodbye to the rest of the McCallister family. The scene cuts to the McCallister house as Kevin is grooming himself with the Street Sharks. They are grooming themselves as well)

Ripster: Did you wash up, Kevin?

Kevin McCallister: Yep, I took a shower, washing every body part with actual soap... including all my major crevices, including in between my toes and in my belly button, which I never did before but sort of enjoyed. I washed my hair with adult-formula shampoo and used creme rinse for that just-washed shine. 

Streex: Looks like you're all cleaned up. Did you brush your teeth?

Kevin McCallister: Nope, I can't seem to find my toothbrush, so I'll pick one up when we go out today. Other than that, I'm in good shape. 

Jab: All right, Kevin. You're just like us. (flexes his bicep)

Big Slammu: Wait! Kevin don't put that on. That's... 

(Kevin puts on aftershave and screams out of agony) 

Big Slammu: ...aftershave. 

(The scene then cuts to Buzz's room. Kevin looks at the top of Buzz's shelf and finds Buzz's life savings. The Extreme Dinosaurs notice) 

T-Bone: You need some help, Kevin?

Kevin McCallister: No, I got it.

(Kevin climbs on one of the shelves, it breaks, and everything falls down)

Spike (Extreme Dinosaurs): (concerned) Kevin, are you all right?

Kevin McCallister: I'm okay, Spike.

Stegz: Next time, ask for help.

Kevin McCallister: I'll remember for the next time. All right! Buzz's life savings. (takes the money out of Buzz's tin) 

Bullzeye: What about this mess?

Kevin McCallister: I'll clean it up later.

(Kevin and the Extreme Dinosaurs leave the room as Buzz's tarantula comes out of the cage. The scene cuts to Kevin and the heroes walking out of the house. Kevin sees Harry and Marv's van outside the Murphy house)

Kevin McCallister: I thought the Murphys went to Florida. 

(Kevin shrugs and he and the heroes continue walking)

(The scene cuts to inside to inside the Murphy house where Harry is playing with a remote-control car and Marv puts some expensive goods in a bag with his crowbar, creating a mess in the process)

Harry: You know, you're one of the great cat burglars of the world, Marv. You think you could keep it down a little in there, huh? 

(The phone rings)

Chuck Murphy: (on voicemail) Hi, you've reached the Murphys. Please leave a message after you hear the beep.

(Beep)

Peter McCallister: (on voicemail) Chuck, this is Peter McCallister again, and we're still in Paris at my brother's apartment. Let me give you the number here, okay. The country code is 3-3. The area code is 1-4. And the number is 694-876...

Marv: Hey, Harry?

Harry: Yeah?

Marv: That house we were at last night, was that the McCallisters?

Harry: Yeah.

Peter McCallister: (on voicemail) Call me in Paris.

Marv: You're right. They're gone.

Harry: I knew they were.

Marv: Silver tuna tonight. (chuckles)

Harry: (looks at an expensive toy, seeing all kinds of shapes and colors when you flip turn the knobs) Wow!