Little Boy Page #5
was good for something.
"Visit the sick."
I can help you with that one.
Okay, just wait for me
over here.
I'm here for my
monthly check-up.
Who's your friend?
He's not my friend.
Thank you.
Pepper.
Come on.
He's not his friend.
Hi.
I was just visiting.
You can keep it.
Thanks, kid.
"Shelter the homeless."
Is that one-eared oaf
still working at the shop?
Teacup?
Yeah, he sleeps there.
Not quite a home, right?
What about London's vacant bed?
Hey, they fit.
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
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...
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
But the Mongols,
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Little Boy" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 6 Jun 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/little_boy_12646>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In