Little Boy

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.
Rotten Tomatoes:
106 min


This is O'Hare, California.

Back then, it was nothing more

than a sleepy fishing village

with a hill at the end

of Main Street.

Like you see in postcards.

My story takes

place on the home front,

in the midst of World War II.

That's me, the little fella.


Stop causing trouble,

you midget.

Nobody in

that town liked me much.

One, two, three.

I was eight years old.

But the story really starts

the day I met my dad.

My only friend.

My partner.

He's a boy.

Wow. He's so...

What? Little?

Well, he'll grow. Right?

I got you covered, okay?

'Cause we're partners.

I wanted to be just like him.

And do everything he did.

And everything we did

became a great adventure.

Hey, watch out!

I'm very proud of you, partner.

You handled the pain

like a true hero.

Actually, you remind me

of another hero,

Ben Eagle, the magician.

Ben Eagle.

Ben Eagle said to his sidekick,

"Do you believe

you can do this?"

"Do you believe you can do this?"

That became our motto.

Do you believe we can do this?

Yes, I believe we can do this!

Let's go, partner.

The mast is broken.

Partner, do you believe

you can do this?

Yes, I believe I can do this.

This is the police.

Partner, do you believe

we can do this?

Yes, partner.


Pepper Flynt Busbee,

I've been yelling for 20 minutes.

That's my mom.

Come on,

we're in the middle of a great story.

Always there

to snap us back to reality.

It's time to go to bed.

Come on.

And that's my brother, London.

Finally old enough

to sign up for the fight.

Bye, Mom.

All was good

in the old Busbee home.

Or so I thought.

The new Ben Eagle.

You've got to bring your

quarter for a look-see.

What are you having,

your usual today?

Yeah, give me the usual.

Me, too.

The war was still raging.

The enemy

has infiltrated the U.S.A.

Stupid America.

You know not what all you do.

Not on my watch, little fella.

Everyone was pitching in,

doing their part.

Uncle Sam had all the teens lining up,

ready to fight.

Busbee, London.

Sorry, son. 4F.

Hoffman, William.

Sergeant, sir?

With all due respect, what do flat

feet have to do with killing Japs?

That's just the way it is, kid.



to the U.S. Army.

Landry, Gene.

How's the weather down there, midget?

Two vanillas.

Hey, the world looks

bigger from down here.

He sure is small.

Hey, where's your cane,

Tiny Tim?

You think you're gonna

buy 'em this time?

No, not today.

Piece of junk.

4F. Stupid war.

I can't let you do this, Dad.

This is my fight.

But you always knew

one of us had to go.

And it was supposed to be me.

Come on, London.

Aren't you gonna eat anything?

London's not going

to war, right?

Does that mean

you're going instead?


He'll be back

before you know it.

Why can't we stay together?

Partner, I have to go.

I don't want you to go.

Time's up, Privates.

You have nothing

to blame yourself about.

You take care of yourself, okay?

I'm not a midget, right?

We, shouldn't use that word.

Midget is a, mean word

for people with dwarfism.

Um, I'm afraid your son had

something to do with the nickname.


That's okay, Pepper.

I will make sure

Freddy makes things right.

Any news from James?

He should be there on the 15th.

He said his tour

would end by summer.

That's what he said

in his last letter.

Do I have dwarfism, or what?

You know what?

Let's just keep an eye on you.

You know, it's really too soon

to make any type of diagnosis.

I will, however,

suggest we see each other regularly.

But for now, Pepper,

let's just say you're a...

Little boy.


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