C Cop
Merry Christmas. No sign of him. We're gonna have to be able to get a hold of you. Do you have hotel arrangements?
C Cop
Do you have a recent photo of the boy?
I have one in my wallet. I don't have my wallet. My wallet's in my bag. Kevin was looking into my bag at the airport. He was looking for batteries. Kevin has my wallet.
C Cop
Did you have credit cards in the wallet?
C Cop
We'll notify the credit card companies immediately. If your son has the cards, we can get a location on him when and if he uses them.
No, I don't think Kevin knows how to use a credit card.
C Cop
What's the child's name?
C Cop
When did you see him last?
No, I saw him at the door. He was with us in the terminal.
C Cop
Most people get separated at security checkpoints. Did everyone get through security?
We were in a hurry. We had to run all the way to the gate.
C Cop
When did you notice he was missing?
When we picked up our baggage here.
C Cop
Has the boy ever run away from home?
C Cop
Has he ever been in a situation where he's been on his own?
As a matter of fact, this has happened before. It's becoming a McCallister family tradition.
Funnily enough, we never lose our luggage.
[Peter and Kate attempt to laugh at the joke, but the cop just stares at them]
He was left at home, by accident, last year.
That's what my wife meant calling it a McCallister family tradition.
C Cop
We'll call Chicago and notify them of the situation. The odds are that's where he is.
C Cop
It's very unlikely he'd be anywhere else.
C Cop
[As Duncan and a cop inspect the damage to his store, a police inspector finds Kevin's note and brick]
Well, Mr. Duncan, it's all over with. We've apprehended the thieves and we recovered your money.
D Duncan
Good. I wanna get that money over to the Children's Hospital as soon as possible.
C Cop
Yeah, I'll handle it personally.
D Duncan
Ah! Thank you very much!
I Inspector
Excuse me, Mr. Duncan...
I Inspector
[hands note to him]
I found this note. Looks like a kid broke your window.
D Duncan
Huh. [starts reading]
Kevin's voice: Dear Mr. Duncan, I broke your window to catch the bad guys. I'm sorry. Do you have insurance? If you don't, I'll send you some money, if I ever get back to Chicago. Merry Christmas, Kevin McCallister. P.S.: Thanks for the turtledoves.
D Duncan
[smiles broadly]
Turtledoves. Ohhh...
[Kate approaches an NYPD patrol car stopped at a curb while looking for Kevin]
Do you have kids?
And what would you do if one of them was missing?
C Cop
I'd probably be doing the same thing you're doing.
C Cop
Look, put yourself in your kid's shoes. Where would you go? What would you do?
Me? I'd probably be lying dead in a gutter somewhere. Oh, but not Kevin. No. Kevin is so much stronger and braver than I am. And I know Kevin's fine. I'm sure he is. But he's still all by himself in a big city, and he doesn't deserve that. He deserves to be at home, with his own family, around his Christmas tree. [pauses in realization] Oh, dear God. I know where he is! I need to get to Rockefeller Center!
