Little Boy Page #2

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Hey! Going for a drink.

But the live show is next.

This is what happens to Ben

Eagle's precious interest.

You'll never get away with it.

What are we gonna do?

There are too many.

Teleportation, Kid Falcon.

I hope this works.

Ben Eagle.

Ben Eagle!

And now, the moment of truth.

I am searching.

Searching for the one who the

High Lama of Tibet told me

would be in this very room.

The chosen one.

Me! Me! Me! Me! Me! Me!

You.

Look who's here.

London.

My boy.

Hey, Sam.

Hey, London. The usual?

What you are about

to see is not an illusion.

You will bear witness

to a profound experience.

The movement of an inanimate

object through inner power.

But I'm not gonna perform it.

My new colleague will.

Lamac lamec, bachalyos cabahagi!

Now you have the power.

It's up to you to achieve

the impossible.

But they're gonna

make fun of me.

Not if you move the bottle,

they won't.

You just do as I say.

Raise your hands and

point them at the bottle.

Get off the stage, runt!

Ignore the world.

Ignore the world.

Focus.

Stand up, Little Boy.

He is standing.

Get him a step stool.

Do you believe you can do this?

Partner, do you

believe you can do this?

Do you believe you can move it,

yes or no?

Yes, I believe

I can move the bottle.

I don't believe you.

Yes, I believe I can move it!

Louder.

Yes! I can move the bottle!

That's the kind of faith that Moses got

when he parted the Red Sea.

The kind of faith

that little David had

when he defeated

Goliath with a little stone.

That's what we need, my friends,

in these difficult times.

So, like Father Oliver used to ask,

what can we do?

What can we do for

our relatives at war?

What can we do if we are

here and they are there?

And the answer is,

if we have faith

the size of a mustard seed,

we can move a mountain.

If we can move a mountain,

then nothing will be impossible for us.

Not even ending this war.

And having our loved ones back.

I already knew someone

who could move a mountain.

I wondered if the source of his

powers was the mustard seed.

This was the source

of unlimited powers?

So, if this was true,

this was all I needed to...

And there he was.

The enemy.

London!

What?

There's a Jap at Gilliam's.

I couldn't understand how

one of them was free in O'Hare.

After Pearl Harbor,

they put them all in camps.

After years of internment,

the Army, in its wisdom,

has decided to release

those of Japanese ancestry

who have proven

loyal to the U.S.

They seem harmless, don't they?

But can we trust 'em?

Well, I, for one, remember Pearl Harbor,

so I say, "Remain vigilant."

Store doesn't serve Japs.

Everything okay here?

You forgot the onions,

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