HOME ALONE X TWIN SISTER! READER

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Larry: Have they been involved in a household accident?

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

Larry: Has the children ingested any poison or is an object lodged in their throat?

Kate: No, they are just home alone!

[a piece of donut falls from Larry's phone]

Kate: I'd like somebody to go over to the house...and see if he's all right, just to check on them.

Larry: You want us to go over to your house, just to check on them?

Kate: Yes!

Larry: Let me connect you to the police department.

Kate: They just transferred me to you.

Larry: Rose!

Rose: Yeah.

Larry: Hyper on two. Hold on, please.

Kate: No, please don't hang up. Please! Any luck?

Linnie: I couldn't get anybody.

Kate: Leslie?

Leslie: Nothin' but a bunch of answering machines.

Kate: Somebody pick up. PICK UP!!!

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

Kate: Look, I'm calling from Paris. I have a son who's home alone, and l...

Rose: Okay. We'll send a policeman over to your house to check on your twins.
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You and Kevin are still at home hiding under the covers

[policeman does nothing more than knock on the door which frightens Kevin]

Policeman: There's no one home. The house looks secure. Tell them to count their kids again.

[leaves]
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[Peter is talking to the ticket agent at the desk]

Peter: You can't bump somebody or ask or...?

French ticket agent: There's no way I can do that.

Peter: Isn't there a way if you ask somebody? If you said it's an emergency...

French ticket agent: I cannot ask them.

Kate: She's sending a policeman over to the house to check on Kevin.

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

Kate: Nothing to Chicago?

Peter: There's nothing to Chicago, New York, Nashville, you name it. Everything's gone. What about a private plane?

French ticket agent: Sorry. We don't do that.

Peter: The only thing is a booking for us on Friday morning.

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

Peter: The kids are exhausted, and so are you. There's nothing we can do here. 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: I'm not leaving here unless it's on an airplane.

French ticket agent: Madame, we are doing everything we can. 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. Is that okay?

Kate: Yes. I'll wait..
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Peter: I'll miss you, honey.

Peter: Don't you get lost.