(in the basement, looking up at the hole he fell through) Marv: Wow! What a hole!
Harry: (Yelling up to Kevin) Sonny. Nothing would make me happier than to kill you. Knockin' off a youngster doesn't mean a lot to me. But, since we're in a hurry, I'll make a deal with you. Throw down your camera, and we won't hurt you, you'll never hear from us again. Kevin McCallister: You Promise? Harry: (Rubbing his chest with his finger) I cross my heart and hope to die. Kevin McCallister: Okay. (Then Kevin picks up a brick and tosses it down, hitting Marv in the forehead and Marv collapses to the ground) Harry: (Holding up 3 fingers) How many fingers am I holding up, Marv? Marv: (Dazed) Uh, 8. Harry: (to Kevin) You wanna throw bricks, go ahead throw another one. (Kevin throws down another brick, hitting Marv in the forehead again) Harry: If you can't do any better than that kid, you're gonna lose. (Kevin throws down another brick, hitting Marv in the forehead again) Harry: You got anymore? (to Marv) Harry: C'mon Marv, get up, he's outta bricks. (Marv points up and makes incoherent noises, signaling that Kevin is about to throw another brick) Harry: What? (Kevin throws the brick, and once again hits Marv in the forehead) Harry: C'mon Marv get up, nobody throws bricks at me and gets away with it. (to Marv) Harry: go in the front, I'm going around the back. Marv: (Still Dazed) Harry. Harry. Harry.
Peter McCallister: I don't think that it's a good idea for you to be running all over New York all by yourself. Kate McCallister: I think that if our son can do it, I can do it. Peter McCallister: Kate, it... Kate McCallister: Peter, I'll be fine. The way I'm feeling right now, no mugger or murderer would dare mess with me. Mr. Hector, Hotel Concierge: Madam, there are hundreds of parasites out there, armed to the teeth... (Kate slaps him) Mr. Hector, Hotel Concierge: Do bundle up, it's awfully cold outside.
Kevin McCallister: My grandfather says if my head wasn't screwed on, I'd leave it on the school bus.
Kevin McCallister: I won't forget to remember you. Bird Lady: Don't make promises you can't keep.
Sleeping Man: Watch it, kid! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Marv: (they catch Kevin) You may have won the battle, little dude, but you lost the war.
Officer Bennett: Put yourself in your kid's shoes, lady, where would you go? Kate McCallister: I'd probably be lying dead in a gutter somewhere... but not Kevin, Kevin is so much stronger and braver than I am. But he's still a kid lost in a big city, he doesn't deserve that. He should be at home with his family around his Christmas tree... oh my God, I know where he is, I need to get to Rockefeller Center immediately.
Marv: (Kevin reaches the entrance to the park, but slips on the ice - causing his vision to spin, as Harry and Marv appear over him) My, how the tables have turned. Harry: How do you like the ice kid? (Harry and Marv look at each other, they both laugh and pick Kevin up) Harry: Let's go for a little stroll in the park.
(Marv stands in the doorway of the under-re-construction apartment house, in front of a big hole in the floor) Marv: Harry, I've reached the top! (Marv steps forward and falls through the hole to the very bottom of the house, in the basement)
(Harry readies to send Kevin to meet his maker) Harry: (leveling his gun at Kevin) I never made it to the sixth grade, kid. And it doesn't look like you're gonna, either.
(hotel servants crawls aways very fast) Mr. Hector, Hotel Concierge: Stay in your rooms! This is an emergency! There's an insane guest here with a gun!
Kevin McCallister: Excuse me, but this is an emergency. What city is it out there? NY Ticket Agent: It's New York, sir. Kevin McCallister: (Gasps) Yikes, I did it again. NY Ticket Agent: Something's wrong, sir? Kevin McCallister: (in shocked whisper) I'll be fine...
Harry: (Harry and Marv have captured Kevin outside the Plaza hotel) We spent nine months in jail, thinking we had the worst luck in the universe. We were wrong, little buddy. Marv: We're busted out of the klink and we're doing fine. We're going to be doing even better. Because we're not robbing houses anymore. Now we're robbing toy stores. At midnight tonight, we're hitting Duncan's Toy Chest. Five floors of cash. Then after that we get a couple of phony passports then it's off to Rio... Harry: Marv! Marv! You want to shut up? Marv: What's the difference? He's not going to talk to anyone. Except maybe a fish. Or the undertaker.
(Kevin walks in on Frank singing in the shower and frank sees him) Uncle Frank McCallister: Get outta here, you nosey little pervert or I'mgonna slap you silly! (Kevin runs away and frank continues singing) Uncle Frank McCallister: Ohhh, you're cookin frankie!