Sonny. Yeah! Nothing would make me happier than to kill you. Knockin' off a youngster...

Harry: [Yelling up to Kevin] Sonny. Kevin McCallister: Yeah! Harry: 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. Harry: Okay, kid. Give it to me. [Then Kevin picks up a brick and tosses it down, hitting Marv and he collapses to the ground] Kevin McCallister: Direct hit! Harry: [Holds up his fingers] How many fingers am I holding up, Marv? Marv: [Dazed] Uh, eight. Harry: [to Kevin] Okay, kid. You wanna throw bricks, go ahead and throw another one. [Kevin throws another brick and it hits Marv] Harry: If you can't do any better than that kid, you're gonna lose. Marv: Harry, no. [Kevin throws down another brick, hitting Marv again] Harry: You got anymore? [to Marv] Harry: C'mon Marv! Get up! He don't got anymore bricks. He's out of 'em. [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] Harry: That did it! Nobody throws bricks at me and gets away with it. [to Marv] Harry: C'mon Marv. Get up. You go this way, I'll go around back. Marv: [Still Dazed] Harry. Harry. Harry.