Little Boy Page #3

Synopsis: An eight-year-old boy is willing to do whatever it takes to end World War II so he can bring his father home. The story reveals the indescribable love a father has for his little boy and the love a son has for his father.
Genre: Drama, History, War
Production: Open Road Films
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
7.4
Metacritic:
30
Rotten Tomatoes:
23%
PG-13
Year:
2015
106 min
$4,902,290
Website
956 Views


I've never worn

one of these before.

It feels nice.

Then I guess

you can keep 'em, Teacup.

Next one.

"Clothe the naked."

Spider ladies.

They knit and bite all day.

Shouldn't you be somewhere,

playing with sticks

or something,

with your friends?

He has no friends.

You want these two

to be best friends.

Tight.

I think the baby's

gonna like it.

Thank you.

With Hashimoto's help,

I'd finish the list in no time.

And maybe he wasn't

so bad after all.

Things were looking up.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Busbee.

I took the liberty of stopping

by today because I...

I heard about

your husband and...

Get your hat off.

Mrs. Busbee,

I want you to know if you need anything,

you can count on me.

Thank you, Dr. Fox.

Yeah.

Boy, it smells good in here.

Is that a casserole I smell?

It is.

Yeah, I thought I could...

Would you like to join us?

Yeah.

Seems Dr. Fox always

gets what he wants.

Dr. Fox?

This is great.

Thank you so much.

Here we go.

Emma, Freddy and I haven't

eaten like this since,

well, Clarice passed.

Um...

Thank you for

getting me out of jail.

No trouble at all, son.

I would do anything

for your mother.

That's my dad's seat, you know.

I can see why.

Best view in the house.

May I be excused?

Yes, you may.

Hey!

What are you doing...

I heard about your

stupid magic list.

And if you want it back,

you're gonna have to get it from me.

But that was the list,

the ancient list.

I need that one.

If you need it so bad,

take it back from him.

How?

He's bigger than me.

Everybody's bigger than me.

Okay, stand up.

Let's see how small you are.

You're right.

Very, very small boy, indeed.

Toothpick arms, cricket legs.

Size of Masao Kume.

Who's Masao...

Kume.

- Samurai.

- What's that?

You don't know

what a samurai is?

These are samurai,

Japanese warriors.

What one's Masao Kume?

This is Masao Kume.

He doesn't look like a warrior.

He wasn't.

Not yet.

Masao Kume was small.

Powerless.

Nothing but a servant.

But in every man's life,

there comes a day of truth,

and that day came when the

Mongols invaded Japan.

Who are the Mongols?

They were bullies.

Samurai tried

to defend their land.

But the Mongols,

they had Bukha the Immense.

The Mongols issued a challenge.

If anyone could

defeat Bukha in battle,

they would leave Japan,

never to return.

Masao Kume believed that

nothing was more

powerful than the will.

The will to face one's fear...

And to act.

Stand.

Now, don't measure yourself

from here to the floor.

Measure yourself

from here to the sky.

That makes you

the tallest boy in town.

Hey, Freddy.

Look.

Someone's giving you the stink eye.

Looking for something,

Little Boy?

Maybe this.

It's a magic list, right?

Give it back.

Please.

You fat motherless pig!

Freddy, Freddy, Freddy.

This'll teach you

to never mess with me.

Freddy, Freddy, Freddy,

Freddy, Freddy, Freddy.

I'm finishing you this time.

Invite a friend over.

Feed the hungry also means

inviting a friend to eat.

Soda pop, cherry on top

Who's your boyfriend?

Freddy boxed him and he whacked

him with his lunchbox so hard.

I'll get it.

Good day, Mrs. Busbee.

I, seem to have made a mistake.

Would you wait there a moment?

Yes.

I said for you

to invite a friend.

He is my friend.

There's been no mistake.

Please come in,

Mr. Hashimoto.

Thank you, Mrs. Busbee.

Do you have hot dogs

in Japan, Mr. Hashimoto?

No, Mrs. Busbee.

It's been 42 years

since I've been in Japan.

Seems like a lifetime ago.

And do you still have

relatives over there?

All I have left of all my relatives

is a photo of my two nephews,

Takeshi and Koji.

They probably live

in my hometown still.

Haven't heard from them since...

The war changed everything.

Yes, it has.

For everyone.

Why did they send

you away to the camps?

Pepper,

that is not the kind of question you ask.

Mrs. Busbee, it's okay.

It's simple.

I have the face of the enemy.

Doesn't matter if

this is my home.

Doesn't matter if I love this land,

this country.

Mom, where's that

other set of keys?

That lame-brain

Teacup forgot...

Maybe we should...

Yes, I'll help you clean up.

Thank you.

Sorry.

London?

London, what are you doing?

Put that down right now.

London, put it down right now.

Please, London,

think about your dad.

Get out.

London,

think about what you're doing.

Please stop.

Stop.

Mrs. Busbee,

Pepper.

Get out.

Now.

Or I'll shoot you

where you stand.

Get out.

A Jap will not eat

at my father's table.

This is all your fault.

Dad had to go to war

because you couldn't.

Listen to me.

If I see you

hanging out with that rat,

I will smack you in front of everyone,

do you underst...

Enough!

You need to stop this nonsense.

Stop what?

Stop an eight-year-old boy from thinking

that he can do something

to help his dad?

Tell me, London,

what is so wrong with that?

Nothing.

Except for when the day

comes to tell him

the Japs killed his father...

Stop saying your dad is dead.

Mom, I'm just trying

to be prepared.

Shut up.

Look at that.

Maybe you should go home now.

Is this man bothering you?

No.

He's my friend.

Look, I have

no business here with you.

All due respect,

I'm going my way.

With all due respect,

you're not going anywhere just yet.

Am I a joke to you?

Listen to me, if I see you

around my brother again...

London!

I will put a bullet in your head.

- Do you understand me?

- That won't be needed.

I think Mr. Buddha-head

here understands.

You've got one week

to pack your crap

and get your yellow hide

out of here.

What, you don't believe me?

You stay and find out.

Hey, listen to me.

You want to do

something for Dad,

then you stop palling

around with this rat.

Stupid priest filling your head

with a bunch of fairy tales.

What if I can?

What if I can bring Dad back?

Dad back?

How?

How are you gonna

bring Dad back, you idiot?

Like with the mustard seed.

You can move a mountain.

Get the kid home, London.

Fine.

You want to move a mountain?

There's one. Go ahead.

Move it.

Move it!

Move it for everyone!

You don't have to do it.

He's just trying to humiliate you.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Not now. No.

Calm down.

Sh*t!

Do you know when

Father Oliver's coming back?

That's the little boy.

Right.

This was much more

than just an earthquake.

What was it?

It's a miracle.

Let people believe

what they want.

They need crap

like this to believe

that there's something

bigger than them.

Truth is, that earthquake

would have happened

whether that boy

was there or not.

I've been walking to work for

35 years and I'm telling you

that mountain was definitely

more to the right.

Right?

Father Oliver, have you heard?

What? What?

Look, look.

Yes, I heard about it on the...

No, the boy moved a mountain.

He moved a what?

I figured it out!

Hashimoto!

Japan is practically

straight in front of us.

Now, if you point to where

the sun touches the sea,

you'd be pointing

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