Malcolm McDowell: Sinclair

Home Alone: The Holiday Heist

Sinclair

[the thieves are in a hardware store; Sinclair examines a pair of orange rubber boots]
Sinclair: Hmm... Wonder if they sell them individually. Hmm. Well, all right. Just have to stabilise my ankle.
[limps over to Hughes and Jessica]
Jessica: Perfect.
Sinclair: Good.
Mr. Hughes: Who's Gigi?
Sinclair: None of your business.
Jessica: What? Who's Gigi?
Mr. Hughes: Back by the safe, you said, "My beloved Gigi should be here," so I wanna know, who are we really looking for? Are we looking for a body?
Sinclair: [sighs, looks over his shoulder and puts some stretchy ropes in Jessica's shopping basket] Come here.
[leads Hughes and Jessica around a corner]
Sinclair: Gigi... was my great-grandmother, and if you *must* know... she is... the Widow.
[Jessica gasps]
Sinclair: Yeah.
[sits down and groans]
Sinclair: Edvard Munch was so enraptured by her doleful beauty that he... *painted* her into a masterpiece. In the painting, she's seen sitting with her children. Her family. *My* family.
Jessica: Oh...
Sinclair: The canvas was stolen decades ago, but I'm gonna find her.
[struggles to his feet]
Sinclair: She belongs to me.

[the thieves are outside Finn's house]
Jessica: OK, the perimeter's clear.
Mr. Hughes: No movement. All good.
Sinclair: All right, listen. I don't want to alarm you, but I think I just saw someone in that window upstairs. A flickering or, I don't know, a shadow or something.
Mr. Hughes: This guy in town was telling me this place is haunted. The gangster who stole your great-granny's picture, he got murdered in this house.
[Jessica gasps]
Mr. Hughes: You left that part out, didn't you? Maybe he doesn't want anyone to *touch* his painting.
Jessica: You know, if we had some sage, we could cleanse the house out.
Sinclair: Don't be absurd!
Mr. Hughes: I don't want to upset some ghost gangster.
Sinclair: Look, we're going in, ghost or no ghost! Now, come on! Let's go get your tools.
[to Jessica]
Sinclair: You too. Come on.