FADE IN ON:
Our pop says oil is the future, and
now we have it.
I hope we’re gonna be rich. Cos when I’m
What are you gonna buy?
(big red grin)
Will and Paul share a look. Laugh.
My brother. Genius.
As the boys reach the far side of the bridge, they are
Oh no, Chuckie Pearl. Keep walking.
Hey girls! Where ya’ll headed?
Whatcha eating there, Tar Barrel?
been holding out on us again.
Hey, come on. Give those back. My dad gave
those to me.
And now you’ve given them to me. New bridge
Give ‘em back, Chuckie. Those aren’t yours!
And who’s gonna make me, you?
YOUNG IDA (O.S.)
of a girl, carrying a big bag of books.
Chuckie and his minions bust out laughing.
Well, well, well, if it isn’t little Miss
thought we were in trouble.
Will Shakes his head at his sister, “Please don’t.”
They don’t belong to you. Now give ‘em
Or I’ll make you do it.
Why don’t you run along home to your momma.
I’m sure she’s missing ya.
Give. Them. Back.
Have it your way.
ground, and then pops him right on the nose.
Owww! My nose! She done busted my nose! I’m
getting my dad. Help!!!
tuck tail and lope away also.
That’s right. Run along home to your momma.
“I’m sure she’s missing ya.”
And do you know why I did that?
(Will shakes his head)
Cos he’s a bully, Will. And once a bully
knows you’re not afraid of him, he can’t
bully you anymore.
Weren’t you afraid of him?
Course I was. But he didn’t know that, did
he? Come on, I’ll race ya home.
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