Little Boy Page #4

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directly at Japan.

Why the sudden interest?

I need to end the war.

My dad can't come back

until it's over.

You mean doing this?

Yes.

All right, maybe it's time

I'm honest with you.

I don't believe that

you moved any mountain

or you had anything to do

with the earthquake.

You were there.

How could you say that?

I just don't believe that anyone in

the world could do such a thing.

Then are you saying

I should stop?

I would say do what

makes sense for you.

It's just a loan,

for goodness' sake.

A loan from that Fox has enough

strings to start a puppet factory.

And what do you suggest,

then? Lose your father's shop?

We can pay him back

when your dad gets home.

I think Dr. Fox is counting

on Dad never coming home.

And his loan required you

to get all dolled up?

Today is me and your dad's

wedding anniversary.

I'm sorry.

What's Little Boy doing?

I do believe men can

move mountains, Ollie.

With dynamite.

I believe that what

happened to the mountain

can't be reduced

to a game of chance.

Much of life is a gamble, Ollie.

You're advising

a desperate child

who's ready to believe

anything that he is told.

So, tell me, Ollie,

what happens when

your imaginary friend

works in his mysterious ways

and his father dies?

Then my imaginary friend

will also help him through it.

Tell the kid to stop.

If he doesn't, he could

lose faith in himself.

That's what you

should be worrying about.

Right there!

In the paper.

Little Boy.

It's Little Boy.

There he is!

Little Boy's here.

You did it!

You did it, son!

Yes, you did!

He has no idea.

Read it to him.

Give me that.

Listen to this, Little Boy.

"The greatest power known

to man has been unleashed.

"Yesterday at 5:
15

our time,

"Hiroshima was destroyed by

the force of the atomic bomb,

"code name,

"'Little Boy."'

You did it.

You did it.

I did it!

My daddy's coming home.

Yeah!

Way to go, Little Boy.

I did it!

You did it, Little Boy.

My daddy's coming home!

I did it!

My daddy's coming home!

Did they say

when Dad's coming back?

I wish things were that simple.

Colonel Bob said that...

The bomb may not be good

for American prisoners.

What do you mean?

It means that the Japanese

may try to harm your dad

in revenge for the bomb.

It wiped out an entire city.

Hello, Hashimoto.

I warned you.

But you dared stay.

And looking on the bright side,

I...

I ended up doing you a favor.

It's imprudent

to keep all these traitorous

Japanese souvenirs.

Since we are at war

against Japan.

It was evil rats just like you

who cowardly murdered my son.

The yellow fella don't take

a hint, does he?

Doing this

won't bring back your son.

Sam.

Sam, that's enough, Sam!

Let's get outta here.

Now!

Sam.

Sam, we can't just leave him in there.

He's gonna die.

If we get caught here and he dies,

we rot in jail.

Do you understand me?

Get in the truck.

Get in the truck now!

Okay, you want to play the hero?

That's your choice.

But you better be man enough

to face the consequences

on your own.

How is he?

His heart is very weak.

But he's gonna be okay, right?

I don't know.

You have to let one die.

Make your choice.

Hashimoto.

Hashimoto.

Pepper.

Nurse!

Get the doctor.

Dr. Foley!

I need oxygen right away.

Mr. Hashimoto,

can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

He's stopped breathing.

Please don't die.

You're free.

The Jap dropped the charges.

Says you saved his life,

whatever that means.

Ma'am.

It's time.

We were told my father was

laid to rest in the Philippines.

My mother still chose to have

a memorial for him back home.

Let us commit

James L. Busbee's body

to the ground, earth to earth,

ashes to ashes, dust to dust,

in the sure and certain hope

of the resurrection

to eternal life.

In the name of

the Father and of the Son

and of the Holy Spirit, amen.

You're my only partner.

Do you mind if I sit here?

You know,

I never got to say goodbye to my wife.

By the time I got

to the hospital,

she was already in a coma.

She died the next morning.

I think it was stupid

of me to believe

that a midget

like me could bring

my dad back with

some stupid list.

It was not stupid.

It takes courage to believe.

Your father would be

more than proud of you.

All the love you have for him

was contained in that list.

I did this for you.

39 inches.

Same as before.

I'm afraid I still

don't have a diagnosis

for his irregular development,

but I do have some theories.

Maybe I could come over

to the house later

and we could discuss them.

Perhaps tonight?

I really appreciate

the help you've given us.

I really do,

but right now,

my family needs some time alone.

Maybe after some time.

You're a good man, Dr. Fox.

But I will always be

Mrs. James Busbee.

Come on.

Any more bandages?

What's the name on this one?

I got him, I got him.

James L. Busbee, 39627771.

You did it, you little runt.

You did it.

London!

Father Oliver said God was

responsible for bringing my dad back.

Hashimoto said it was

my father's will to live.

He survived an extremely

severe trauma.

Me?

I was holding on

to my mustard seed

because the journey

was not over yet.

Partner!

I got the boots

you really wanted.

It's me, partner.

Partner.

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