Home Alone 2: Lost in New York

Home Alone 2: Lost in New York quotes

50 total quotes (ID: 927)

Frank McCallister
Harry
Kevin McCallister
Marv
Peter McCallister
The Nosy Concierge


Johnny: Hold it right there.
Gardenias: It's me, Johnny.
Johnny: I knew it was you. I can smell you getting off the elevator.
Gardenias: Gardenias, Johnny, your favorite.
Johnny: You was here last night too, wasn't you?
Gardenias: I was singing at the Blue Monkey last night.
Johnny: You was here and you was smooching with my brother.
Gardenias: That's a dirty lie, Johnny.
Johnny: Don't give me that. You been smooching everybody! Snuffy, Al, Leo... Little Moe with the gimpy leg, Cheeks, Boney Bob, Cliff... I could go on forever, baby.
Gardenias: You have me all wrong!
Johnny: All right, I believe you, but my Tommy gun don't!
Gardenias: Johnny! You're the only duck in my pond!
Johnny: Get down on your knees and tell me you love me.
Gardenias: Baby! I'm over the moon for you!
Johnny: You gotta do better than that!
Gardenias: If my love was an ocean, Lindy'd have to take two planes to get across it.
Johnny: Maybe I'm off my hinges, but I believe you. That's why I'm gonna let you go. I'm gonna give you till the count of three to get your lousy, lying, four-flushing carcass out my door! One, two...
(Johnny shoots Gardenias while laughing maniacally)
Johnny: Three. Merry Christmas, you filthy animal. (shoots) And a Happy New Year.


Johnny: Hold it right there!
Mr. Hector: This is the Concierge, sir.
Johnny: I knew it was you. I could smell you getting off the elevator. You was here last night too, wasn't you.
Mr. Hector: Yes, sir. I was.
Johnny: You was her and you was smooching with my brother.
Mr. Hector: But... I'm afraid you're mistaken, sir.
Johnny: Don't give me that. You been smooching everybody! Snuffy, Al, Leo... Little Moe with the gimpy leg, Cheeks, Boney Bob, Cliff...
(Cliff gets shocked and the staff stares at him)
Cliff: No. It's a lie!
Johnny: I could go on forever, baby.
Mr. Hector: I'm terribly sorry, sir. But I'm afraid you're mistaken. We're looking for a young man.
Johnny: All right, I believe you, but my Tommy gun don't! Get down on your knees and tell me you love me.
Mr. Hector: On your knees. I love you.
Johnny: You gotta do better than that!
Mr. Hector, Cedric, Mrs. Stone, Cliff: I love you!
Johnny: Maybe I'm off my hinges, but I believe you. That's why I'm gonna let you go. I'm gonna give you till the count of three to get your lousy, lying, low-down, four-flushing carcass out my door! One... two...
(Johnny shoots as the staff ducks from the room, and several hotel guests notice)
Johnny: Three. Merry Christmas, you filthy animal. (shoots) And a Happy New Year.
Mr. Hector (as the staff crawls out): Stay in your rooms! This is an emergency! There's an insane guest with a gun!

[Imitating his father with a his Talkboy on slow mode] Howdy do. This is Peter McCallister, the father. I'd like a hotel room please, with an extra large bed, a TV, and one of those little refrigerators you have to open with a key. Credit card? You got it.

Kevin's mother: What kind of idiots do you have working here?
Mrs. Stone: The finest in New York!
[Harry and Marv, who have escaped from prison, have arrived in New York in a fish truck]
Harry: Here we are, Marv. New York City, the Land of Opportunity. [Takes a deep breath] Smell that?
Marv: [Takes a deep breath] Yeah.
Harry: Know what that is?
Marv: Fish.
Harry: It's freedom.
Marv: No, it's fish.
Harry: It's freedom, and it's money.
Marv: Ok, Ok, it's freedom.
Harry:: Come on, let's get out of here before someone sees us. [He leaves the truck]
Marv: And it's fish. [He leaves]

Harry: [after catching Kevin] Come to papa!
Marv: 'Round trip to Miami? What's the matter, kid? Get on the wrong plane, sport?
Harry: Looks like you won't be needing this, kid. (takes ticket out of Kevin's hand and rips it)
Marv: American don't fly to the promise land, little buddy.

Uncle Frank is in the bathroom taking a shower. He says if I walk in there and saw him naked, I'd grow up never feeling like a real man. Whatever that means.

Harry: Yeah. We stay around for a while, grab a couple of phony passports and then Hightail it to some foreign country.
Marv: Arizona? [He uses a sticky glove to steal some coins from a Santa Claus' bucket]
Harry: That's very smart, Marv. You bust outta jail to rob fourteen cents from a Santa Claus?
Marv: Every little bit helps. Besides, now we've got our new nickname: We're the Sticky Bandits!
Harry: [Annoyed] Real cute.

(Telling the sticky bandits to catch him) I'm down here, you big horse's ass! [Note: when it's shown on television, some of the TV channels may or not censor what Kevin actually says to the sticky bandits]

(after seeing Kevin) Hey, look who it is, Marv. Let's get him. [To Kevin] Hiya, pal.

(to Kevin) KEVIN!! YOU SPENT $967 ON ROOM SERVICE?!?

Cedric: You know, Herbert Hoover once stayed on this floor.
Kevin: The vacuum guy?
Cedric: No, the, uh, president.

Nice night for a neck injury!

(to Kevin) You may have won the BATTLE, little dude, but you lost the WAR!

(stomps on steps to make kevin drop last paint can then laughs) oh right in the schnozz.

Harry: [Opens the cash register in Duncan's Toy Chest and steals money from it] Merry Christmas, Harry!
Marv: [Opens a chest stuffed with cash and steals money from it] Happy Hanukkah, Marv!