THE AMERICAN SON VERSUS HITLER

by Richard Nathan

 

INT.  CHILDRENíS FACES  --  DAY

Rows of ten-year-old CHILDREN stare at something off screen with rapt attention.

INT.  THE FACE OF A CLOCK --  DAY

The clock on the classroom wall shows the seconds ticking down until 3:00.  The opening credits begin.

INT.  CLASSROOM  --  DAY

On the last day of school in June in the year 1943, a class full of fifth grade students stare silently at the clock.  Among the children are WALTER JACKSON (the unheroic-looking hero of this film), his best friend IZZY BERNSTEIN, and the angelically beautiful KATHY WAGNER.  Walter glances away from the clock to steal a glimpse of Kathy.

INT.  CLOSE-UP OF THE CLOCK  --  DAY

The second and the minute hand simultaneously reach the 12.  Itís 3:00, the start of summer vacation.  The excitement exceeds any Times Square celebration of the New Year.

                                                            CHILDREN
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Yaaaaay!!!!

INT.  THE CLASSROOM  --  DAY

The TEACHER, at the front of the class, makes a feeble attempt to maintain order.

                                                            TEACHER
                                    Class!  Letís not spoil our last day.  Now 
                                    please file out in an orderly fashion like
                                    young ladies and gentlemen.  I hope 
                                   
each of you has a lovely summer vacation. 
                                   

                                                            CHILDREN
                                    Yaaaaay!!!!

The students stream out in a completely disorderly fashion.  The teacher knows there is no point in trying to stop them.  Walter, who is a quiet, unobtrusive child, is nearly trampled by the other kids.  The opening credits end.

EXT.  OUTSIDE THE SCHOOL  --  DAY

Students leap with joy.  Walter watches Kathy walking off with her best friend BETTY.  Izzy slaps his arm around Walterís shoulder.  Izzy is a genius.  He looks even less athletic than Walter, but heís actually stronger and more coordinated, although that isnít saying much.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Weíll never be fifth graders again.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Nope.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Next year, weíll be at the top of the heap Ė 
                                    which isnít a bad metaphor for this school.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Sixth grade at last.  No more big kids 
                                    pushing us around.

                                                            IZZY
                                    No.  Of course, weíll still have little 
                                    kids pushing us around.  Some of those 
                                    second graders pack a mean punch.

                                                            WALTER
                                    What are you gonna do with your summer 
                                    vacation?

                                                            IZZY
                                    As little as my parents will let me get away 
                                    with.  Last summer my mom said I was 
                                    turning into a vegetable.  This summer I 
                                    plan to grow leaves.  What about you?  

                                                            WALTER
                                    I donít know.   Right now,  I think Iíll go 
                                    get something to read.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Going to expand the old intellect, are you?

INT.  A DRUGSTORE  --  DAY

The brightly lit covers of a comic book fill the screen.  Nothing could be more colorful.  The cover shows a costumed superhero beating a gang of Nazis to a pulp.  Walter, who has stopped at the drugstore on his way home from school, takes the comic book off a rack.  He selects two more comic books.  In the background, the owner of the store HARRY TILSEN is selling a newspaper to PROFESSOR ANTHONY MORTON.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Those darn Krauts donít seem to know when 
                                    to quit!

                                                            MORTON
                                    Donít worry.  Soon olí Schicklgruber is 
                                    going to be sorry he ever gave up paper-
                                    hanging.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    I hope so, but those Jerries are tough!  
                                   
Look how they swept through France.

                                                            MORTON
                                    Weíll wallop them, and weíll do it soon.  
                                   
You can bet on it.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    You sound pretty sure.  Do you know something 
                                    the rest of us donít?

                                                            MORTON
                                    No.  But if I did,  you wouldnít catch me 
                                    blabbing it.  Canít be too careful about secrets, 
                                    you know.  They say that Axis spies are 
                                    everywhere.  Loose lips can sink ships!

At this point, Walter, engrossed in a comic book, collides with Morton.  Walter notices that Morton wears a mysterious ring with a large red stone set in it.

                                                            MORTON
                                    Ooops.  Better watch where youíre going, 
                                    son.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Sorry, Mister.  Do you really think weíll beat 
                                    the Germans soon?

                                                            MORTON
                                    Sure I do!  The Japanese too!  Donít you 
                                    think so?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I know weíll beat Ďem.  I just donít know 
                                    when.

                                                            MORTON
                                    Itíll be soon.  Trust me.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Whatíve you got there, Walter?

Walter hands Tilsen the three comic books.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Three comic books.  Thatíll be thirty 
                                    cents.

Walter fishes in his pocket and hands Tilsen thirty cents.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Does your mother know youíre buying so 
                                    many comic books?

                                                            WALTER
                                   Yes sir.  She doesnít mind.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    How is she?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Sheís okay.  Sheís got a job.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Sheís a good woman.  You take good 
                                    care of her, you hear?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yes, Mr. Tilsen.  Goodbye.  Sorry I bumped 
                                    into you, Mister.

Walter leaves the store.

                                                            MORTON
                                    Nice kid.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Yeah.  His dad was killed in North Africa.

                                                            MORTON
                                    Oh, thatís too bad.

                                                            TILSEN
                                                    (sincerely)
                                    Yeah.  Itís a darn shame.

EXT.  MORRISON DRIVE  --  DAY

Walter walks down the sidewalk, reading a comic book.  As he nears a corner, he realizes where he is.  He stares at the house on the corner, and sighs wistfully.   As he passes the house that caught his attention, he hears the front door open and close.  He turnsÖ and itís her!  He sees Kathy Wagner coming out of her house, and his heart almost stops.  Walter knows for a fact that Kathy is the most beautiful eleven-year-old girl on the continent of North America.  He doesnít know yet that he is German.  She leaves her house and starts to walk down the sidewalk away from Walter.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Hello, Kathy.

Kathy turns and notices him.  It takes her a second to remember who she is.   Oh yes, heís that funny-looking, shy kid from her class.  She speaks without a noticeable accent, but she articulates carefully.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Hello.

She turns back and continues back down the street.  Walter stares after her for a moment.  He sighs again, and then continues on his way.

INT.  WALTERíS LIVING ROOM  --  DAY

Walter sits on the floor in front of a large radio and listens to his favorite radio program, ďThe Adventures of Captain Courage.Ē  We hear the SOUNDS OF A TERRIFIC FIGHT coming over the radio.  Then we hear the voices of the radio actors.

                                                            CAPTAIN COURAGE
                                                    (over the radio)
                                    Take that, Ratzi!  And hereís one for you, 
                                    Fritz!  Pardon my fist!  Come on, anyone 
                                    want some more?  Canít any of you members 
                                    of the so-called ďmaster raceĒ stand up to 
                                    one American fighting man? 

                                                            FRENCHWOMAN
                                                    (over the radio)
                                    You have beaten them all, mon ami!  But 
                                    who are you?

                                                            CAPTAIN COURAGE
                                                    (over the radio)
                                    They call me Captain Courage,  Maíam.

                                                            FRENCHWOMAN
                                                    (over the radio)
                                    But why do you wear that mask?

                                                            CAPTAIN COURAGE
                                                    (over the radio)
                                    If my identity were known, the Nazis might 
                                    try to avenge themselves by harming my 
                                    family and friends back in America.  Until 
                                    this war is over, no one must know my name 
                                    or see the face behind this mask.

We hear from the radio the SOUND OF A DOOR CREAKING OPEN.

                                                            NAZI
                                                    (over the radio)
                                    This war will be over for you sooner than 
                                    you think, Captain Courage.

                                                            FRENCHWOMAN
                                                    (over the radio)
                                    A Nazi!  And he has a gun!!!

                                                            NAZI
                                                    (over the radio)
                                    Put up your hands or the Frenchwoman 
                                    dies!

                                                            ANNOUNCER
                                                    (over the radio)
                                    Uh-oh,  boys and girls!  It sounds like Captain 
                                    Courage is in big trouble!  But I know one thing.  
                                   
No Nazi will ever beat him.  Just like nothing 
                                    will ever beat the takes of delicious Choco-
                                    Malt!  Mmmmm-mmmmm, is it good!  And 
                                    now, hereís Captain Courage with some 
                                    special words for all you youngsters!

                                                            CAPTAIN COURAGE
                                                    (over the radio)
                                    Hi, kids!  I hope youíre all collecting all the 
                                    scrap metal you can to help us win the war.  
                                   
You all know how the Japs call their flag the 
                                    ďRising SonĒ?  Well, itíll take all of Americaís 
                                    daughters and all of Americaís sons, to beat 
                                    the Japanese rising sun, not to mention those 
                                    Nazis.

                                                            ANNOUNCER
                                                    (over the radio)
                                    Tune in again at this same time tomorrow for 
                                    another exciting episode in ďThe Adventures 
                                    of Captain Courage!Ē

Walter turns off the radio and sits silently for a moment.  He turns over an idea in his head.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Americaís sons.

His thoughts are interrupted by his MOTHER, who calls to him from the hallway.

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Walter!  Have you washed the dishes yet?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I was just about to start.

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Donít put it off too long.  We donít want 
                                    to get ants.  Iím going over to help your 
                                    grandmother with some housework.  Iíll be 
                                    back by nine.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Okay, Mom.

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Make sure you do those dishes.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Okay, Mom.

We hear the SOUND OF THE FRONT DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING  as Walterís Mother leaves the house.

                                                            WALTER
                                    The American Son.

He likes the sound of that.  He gets up and grabs a pencil and a pad of paper.  We hear his thoughts as he writes.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    ďThe Adventures Of The American Son.Ē  
                                   
Walter Jackson was a typical American 
                                    boy.  He loved his country and he hated the 
                                    Germans and the Japs.  But one thing about 
                                    Walter wasnít so typicalÖ he had a secret 
                                    identity.

Walter stops writing, but his narration continues.  He races out of the living room and up the stairs to his bedroom.

INT.  WALTERíS BEDROOM  --  NIGHT

As the narration continues, Walter runs into his bedroom and pulls a homemade superhero costume out from under the mattress of his bed.  He strips down to his underwear and puts on the costume, which consists of a white t-shirt with a small American flag sewn onto the chest, white pants with red stripes down the seams, white tennis shoes, a blue cape made out of an old towel, and a red, white and blue mask.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    By day, he was just an eleven-year-old 
                                    boy,  kind of shy and not very good at 
                                    sports, but at night when danger threatened, 
                                    he became democracyís greatest protector, 
                                    The American Son!!!

Walter goes to a mirror and flexes his muscles.  He smiles at himself with pride.

                                                            WALTER
                                    The American Son!

Suddenly thereís a loud, frantic KNOCKING at the front door.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Uh-oh.

The KNOCKING continues even louder.  We hear the voice of Professor Morton at the front door.

                                                            MORTON
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Please!  Let me in!

Walter goes to his bedroom window, which offers a view of the front of the house.

EXT.  THE FRONT OF WALTERíS HOUSE  --  NIGHT

Professor Morton pounds on the front door.

                                                        MORTON
                                    Please let me in!  Help!  Please help me!

INT.  WALTERíS BEDROOM  --  NIGHT

Walter looks in his bedroom mirror, and hesitates for a moment.

                                                            MORTON
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Is anybody in there?  Help me, please!

Walter knows what he must do.  He runs out of his bedroom and down the stairs to the front door.

INT.  THE FRONT DOOR OF WALTERíS HOUSE  --  NIGHT

Walter opens the front door and Morton rushes in, slamming the door shut behind him.

                                                            MORTON
                                    Whereís your telephone?

Walter just stares at Morton, trying to figure out what is going on.  Morton grabs him by the shoulders and shakes him.

                                                            MORTON
                                    Where is your telephone?????

Walter points to the phone in the hallway, directly behind them.  Morton dashes to the phone and dials the operator.

                                                            MORTON
                                    Operator!  Get me the F.B.I.!  Itís very 
                                    important!  ...  I donít know the number! 
                                    
... All right then, get me the local police, 
                                    but hurry!!!  I ... Hello?  ... Hello, operator?  ... 

Morton looks sadly at the telephone, then hangs it up.

                                                            MORTON
                                    The phone is dead.  They must have cut the 
                                    line.

Morton turns and notices Walterís costume for the first time.

                                                            MORTON
                                    Who are you?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iím Walter Jackson.  Who are you?

                                                            MORTON
                                    Professor Anthony Morton.  Why are 
                                    wearing that outfit?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Itís supposed to be a superhero costume.  
                                   
I made it myself.  Itís just something I play 
                                    in sometimes.  Why were you calling the 
                                    F.B.I.?

Suddenly bullets shatter a window in the front of the house.  Morton dives to the floor, pulling Walter down with him.  They lie on the floor as bullets spray the walls.  The lamps explode in the gunfire, and the room is plunged into darkness.

                                                            MORTON
                                    Would you like to be a real hero?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Huh?

                                                            MORTON
                                    Do you know who the Nazis are?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Sure.  Theyíre .  . .

                                                            MORTON
                                                    (interrupting)
                                    Theyíre villains!  Like every villain in every 
                                    comic book youíve ever read, only theyíre 
                                    real.  Theyíve marched through Europe, 
                                    destroying everything in their path that was 
                                    pure or decent or good.  Now theyíre coming 
                                    to America, and we must stop them, no 
                                    matter what the cost.

                                                            WALTER
                                    But Iím just a kid.

                                                            MORTON
                                    Youíre an American kid!  Americans can 
                                    do anything they set their minds to.

Bright beams of flashlights shine through the shattered window into the house.  Morton pulls Walter over to the wall under the window, where they escape the roving beams of light.  Morton takes off the strange ring we saw him wearing earlier in the drugstore, and shows it to Walter.

                                                            MORTON
                                    You see this ring?  I invented it.  It captures 
                                    the power of the stars and transmits that 
                                    power to whoever wears the ring.

                                                            WALTER
                                    What kind of power?

                                                            MORTON
                                    Strength!  Speed!  Agility!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Why donít you wear it?

                                                            MORTON
                                    It doesnít have the power yet.  It canít 
                                    receive it unless the stars and planets 
                                    and the ring itself are all aligned in exactly 
                                    the right places.  Such an alignment will 
                                    take place tonight if only I can get the ring 
                                    to a spot near this house exactly seven 
                                    minutes from now.

Morton looks at his watch to make certain of the time as he says, ďseven minutes from now.Ē

                                                            MORTON
                                    I was on my way there when I was jumped 
                                    by Nazi spies.  They know about my ring.  
                                   
I broke away and ran to the first house I 
                                    saw.

                                                            WALTER
                                    What are you going to do now?

                                                            MORTON
                                    Theyíll never let me leave this house alive.  
                                   
You have to take the ring!  You have to 
                                    get the power!

                                                            WALTER
                                    What???

                                                            MORTON
                                    Thereís no one else!  Iíll open the front 
                                    door.  When I do, you run out the back.  
                                   
Go straight to the middle of the field on the 
                                    playground at Third Street.  Donít let 
                                    anything stop you!  Understand?

                                                            WALTER
                                    But theyíll kill you!

                                                            MORTON
                                    That doesnít matter!  A hero does what he 
                                    knows is right, no matter what the cost.

We hear a loud KNOCKING ON THE FRONT DOOR, followed by the voice of the CHIEF NAZI SPY.

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                                    (off screen)
                                    We know you are in there, Professor 
                                    Morton.  You cannot escape.  Why 
                                    donít you be sensible and give yourself up?  
                                   
If you give us the ring, no harm will come to 
                                    you.  You have my word as a gentleman.

Morton shouts his answer.

                                                            MORTON
                                                    (to the Nazi)
                                    All right.  Iím going to open the door.  Donít 
                                    shoot.

He whispers to Walter as he hands him the ring.  Walter puts it on.

                                                            MORTON
                                                    (to Walter)
                                    Quickly!  Out the back door!  You only 
                                    have a few minutes!   

                                                            WALTER
                                    I canít leave you to get killed!

                                                            MORTON
                                    Youíve got to!  For America!  Go!!!

He gives Walter a push.

INT.  THE BACK DOOR OF WALTERíS HOUSE  --  NIGHT

Walter opens the back door of his house as he hears Morton bravely sacrifices his life.

                                                            MORTON
                                                    (off screen)
                                    All right!  Iím coming out.  I surrender.

We hear the SOUND OF THE FRONT DOOR OPENING, followed immediately by a BURST OF GUNFIRE.  Walter runs out the back door.

EXT.  WALTERíS BACK YARD  --  NIGHT

Walter runs outside, straight into the arms of a FAT NAZI SPY.

                                                            FAT NAZI SPY
                                    And where do you think youíre going, my 
                                    little friend?

                                                            WALTER
                                    None of your business, fatso!

Walter punches the Fat Nazi Spy in the gut.  The Fat Nazi Spy doubles over and Walter runs from the yard.  The voice of the Chief Nazi Spy comes from inside the house.

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Where is the ring?  I cannot find the ring!

                                                            FAT NAZI SPY
                                    Stop that child!  He must have it!

Several NAZIS run out of the house.  The Fat Nazi Spy points after Walter, and the other Nazis give chase.

EXT.  A RESIDENTIAL STREET  --  NIGHT

Walter runs down the street.  We hear GUNSHOTS and bullets whiz past his head.

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Stop that child!  Kill him if necessary!

A TALL THIN NAZI SPY leaps out at Walter from behind a tree.  The Nazi laughs at Walter, and grabs him by the shoulders, lifting him up into the air.  Walter kicks the Nazi hard in the chest.  The Nazi drops Walter and doubles over.  Walter punches him in the chin.  Walter continues running, and crosses over to Third Street.

EXT.  THIRD STREET, NEAR THE PLAYGROUND  --  NIGHT

Walter sees the playground up ahead and puts on an extra burst of speed.  Suddenly an UGLY SCAR-FACED NAZI runs at Walter with a knife.  Walter almost runs into the knife, but he ducks and tumbles into the Naziís feet.  The Nazi trips over Walter and falls onto his own knife.  Walter gets up and keeps running.

                                                            WALTER
                                    This whole town is full of Nazis!

EXT.  THE PLAYGROUND  --  NIGHT

Walter finally reaches the playground on Third Street.  He runs over the grass, to the middle of the field.  Heís barely able to stand, panting, completely out of breath.  He has no idea what to do next.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Now what?

The he feels the muzzle of a German pistol against his temple.  The Chief Nazi spy stands beside him.  A moment later, Nazis surround him.

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                    Now you will give us the ring!  Put up 
                                    your hands, boy!

Walter raises his hands.  At exactly that moment, brilliant rays of light shoot down from all over the sky, intersecting at Walterís ring.  There is a blinding flash of light as the ring receives, and passes on to Walter, the power of the cosmos.  In an incredibly display of acrobatics, Walter Jackson, THE AMERICAN SON, beats up the Nazis.  He dashes around the playground equipment, vaulting and swinging over the chinning bars, kicking villains left and right.  He jumps onto one end of a seesaw, causing the other end to smash into a Naziís chin.  He leaps onto the swings, pummeling Nazis in front and in back.  As Walter finishes off the last of the spies, we hear SIRENS.  Itís the police driving up to investigate.  Several POLICEMEN get out of their cars, their guns drawn.  An Irish POLICE CHIEF walks over to Walter.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    All right!  All right now, everyone stay 
                                    right where you are and tell me whatís 
                                    going on here.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Good evening, officer.  These men are Nazi 
                                    spies who just murdered Professor Morton.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    Oh they are, are they?  And who might you be?  
                                   
Captain Courage, perhaps?

                                                            WALTER
                                    No sir.  Captain Courage is a character on the 
                                    radio.  Iím real.  Iím the American Son.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    I think weíd better all go down to the station 
                                    house and Ö

                                                            WALTER
                                    Look out!

Walter dives at the Police Chief and throws him to the ground as the Chief Nazi Spy draws a gun and shoots at them.  The other policemen crouch down and start to shoot back at the Chief Nazi Spy, who dashes away across the playground.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iíll get him!  Keep those other Nazi rats under 
                                    guard!

Walter chases after the Chief Nazi Spy.  The Police Chief watches in amazement as Walter runs like the wind.

EXT.  MORRISON DRIVE   --  NIGHT

The Chief Nazi spy turns and tries to shoot at Walter, but the American Son ducks behind a tree.  The bullets hit the tree.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Give up, Nazi!  You canít escape!

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                    We shall see what I can do, boy!

He fires again, and misses.  He tries to fire once more, but he is out of bullets.

                                                            WALTER
                                    That was your last shot!

Walter advances as the spy frantically reloads.  The Nazi reloads in time to take another shot at Walter, who ducks behind a car.

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                    How does if feel to know that soon you  
                                    are going to die?

                                                            WALTER
                                    You should know, Nazi!

Walter picks up a manhole cover and holds it in front of himself as a shield as he runs at the Nazi.  The Nazi shoots, but the bullets ricochet off the manhole cover.  The Nazi runs, and runs straight into Kathy Wagner.  He grabs her and puts his gun to her head.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Kathy!

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                    You know this girl?  Good.  That is very 
                                    good.

Several police cars arrive from the playground.  One pulls up beside Walter.  The Police Chief gets out.

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                    Stop!  All of you!  Put up your hands or the 
                                    American girl dies!

Lights go in all the nearby houses.  Kathyís parents, MR. AND MRS. WAGNER, come out of Kathyís house.  They are terrified.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    Kathy!!!

Mr. and Mrs. Wagner clutch each other in fear.

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                    Listen!  If everyone does exactly as I say, I 
                                    may allow the girl to live.

He drags Kathy with him as he moves to the wall of a house, so that no one can sneak up behind him.  A CROWD of on-lookers begins to gather, including Mr. Tilsen from the drug store.

                                                            WALTER
                                    What do you want?

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                    The ring, of course.  Give me the ring, or I 
                                    will kill her.

The Police Chief whispers to Walter.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    Whatís he talking about?

                                                            WALTER
                                    This ring gives super-strength to whoever 
                                    wears it.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    You canít give that to a Nazi!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iím going to try to get Kathy away from him.  
                                   
If I can, as soon as sheís in the clear, open fire.  
                                   
Shoot me too, if you have to.  Just make sure 
                                    Kathyís safe.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    But Ö

                                                            WALTER
                                    Just make sure Kathyís safe!

Walter steps out from behind the car.  Slowly, be begins stepping closer to the Nazi, who keeps his gun aimed at Kathyís head.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Nazi!  Iíll give up the ring if you let her go!

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                    Throw it to me!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iíll give it to you because it wonít do you any 
                                    good.  You could have every weapon on earth, 
                                    and you still couldnít win.

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                    Give me the ring, American!

                                                            WALTER
                                    When you get it, will it give you the courage 
                                    to stop hiding behind a little girl?  I doubt it.  
                                   
Nazis never have any courage.  No courage, 
                                    and no brains either.  Nazis stink, everyone 
                                    knows that.  And Adolf Hitler, or should I 
                                    say Adolf Schicklgruber, is the biggest 
                                    stinker of all.  That goose-stepping clown Ö

                                                            CHIEF NAZI SPY
                                    Swine!!!

The enraged Nazi aims the gun at Walter, but Kathy gets a hand free and shoves the gun aside so that the shot goes wild.  Walter dash up to the Nazi and knocks him cold with a single punch.  He turns to Kathy.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Thanks for saving my life.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Thank you for saving mine.  Youíre a very 
                                    brave boy.

He shakes her hand.  The Police Chief directs the other policeman to take away then Nazi spy.  Then he prepares to question Walter.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    Take him away, boys.  And now, if you donít 
                                    mind, I have a few questions to ask of you.  
                                   
For instance, whatís your name?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iím the American Son.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    I mean your real name.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I canít tell you that.  If my identity were 
                                    known, the Nazis might try to avenge 
                                    themselves by harming my family and friends.  
                                   
Until this war is over, no one must know my 
                                    name or see the face behind this mask.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    What about your mother?

                                                            WALTER
                                    My Mom?

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    Does she know youíre out here at 9:00 at 
                                    night, battling Nazis?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Excuse me, officer, I have to get going.

Walter tries to leave, but the Police Chief grabs him by the arm.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    Iím not finished with you yet.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yes you are!

Using his super strength, Walter easily breaks free and runs away.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    Come back here!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Canít!  If Mom finds out, sheíll kill me!

The Police Chief Turns to the other policemen for help.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    After him!

A couple of policemen try to catch Walter, but he leaps over a high fence and is gone.  Another policeman comes up to the chief.

                                                            POLICEMAN
                                    Headquarters has been receiving calls of 
                                    gunfire on Elmore Lane.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    All right.  Letís get over there.

The police limb into their cares and drive away.  The crowd disperses, except for Mr. Tilsen, from the drugstore, who stands looking very thoughtful.

EXT.  WALTERíS FRONT DOOR  --  NIGHT

Professor Morton lies dead in the doorway.  The Police Chief and several policemen hurry to the crime scene.  The Chief shouts into the house.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    Is anybody in there?

EXT.  WALTERíS BACK YARD  --  NIGHT

Walter leaps over a fence into his back yard.  He leaps up into a tree, swings on a branch, and vaults into an open window on the second floor.

INT.  FRONT DOOR OF WALTERíS HOUSE  --  NIGHT

The policemen enter, and hear Walter upstairs.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    Hey!  Whoís up there?

All the policemen dash up the stairs.

INT.   UPSTAIRS HALLWAY IN WALTERíS HOUSE  --  NIGHT

The police poke their heads into various rooms.  One of them, a policeman names JONES, tries to open the door to Walterís room, and finds it is locked.

                                                            JONES
                                    Whoís in there?  Open up!  Itís the police!

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (off screen, sounding scared)
                                    No!  Youíre Nazis!  Go away!

                                                            JONES
                                    Weíre not Nazis!  Weíre cops!!!  Open 
                                    up!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Promise youíre cops?

                                                            JONES
                                    I promise!  Let us in!

Walter, wearing pajamas and pretending to be terrified, opens the door.  The policemen are crowding around the door, so that for the moment, the Police Chief canít get a good look at Walter.

                                                            JONES
                                    Look!  Itís a kid!

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    Is it the same one who beat up the Nazis?

                                                            JONES
                                    You kidding?  This one's scared stiff!

The Police Chief pushes his way into Walterís room.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    Okay, son, take it easy.  Youíre all right 
                                    now.

A SCREAM comes from downstairs.  Walterís mother has arrived home to find Professor Mortonís body and a crowd of policemen in her home.  Walter realizes it must be his mother who screamed.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Mom!!!

Walterís Mother runs into his room and hugs her son.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Walter!  Are you all right?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yeah!

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    All right!  All right now!  Walter, if thatís 
                                    your name, suppose you tell us everything 
                                    that happened here, from the beginning!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Okay.  I was home listening to the radio, when 
                                    this strange kid in a costume barges in and says 
                                    he needs a house to stay in until a grown-up he 
                                    knows comes by.  I tried to push him out, but 
                                    you wouldnít believe how strong he was!

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    I believe it!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Then his friend came and said some Nazis 
                                    were coming.  And they tried to leave, but the 
                                    Nazis shot the grown up!  The kid ran out the 
                                    back, and I ran upstairs and locked myself in 
                                    my room!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Walter!  Is that really true?

As the police chief tires to explain the situation to Walterís Mother, Walter notices a telltale portion of his American Son costume sticking out from under his mattress.  He surreptitiously tucked the exposed portion back under the mattress before anyone else notices.

                                                            POLICE CHIEF
                                    Itís true, Maíam.   Iíve seen the boy heís 
                                    talking about.  He calls himself The American 
                                    Son, and heís got a special ring that gives him 
                                    super-strength Ö

The SOUND OF THE FRONT DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING interrupts the scene, and Walterís Mother calls to him.  Weíre back to reality.

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Walter!

Freeze frame!  The action halts.

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Walter!  Iím home!

INT.  WALTERíS LIVING ROOM  --  NIGHT

Walter is dressed exactly as he was and in exactly the same position he was in when he started writing the story about The American Son.  Walterís been writing all this time, and weíve seen the story he was writing.

Walterís Mother enters the room.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    What are you writing?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Just a story.

Walter puts it away.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    May I see it?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Itís not finished yet.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I hope you washed the dishes.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Oh-oh.  Iím sorry.  I was going to!  Iíll do 
                                    them right now!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Oh, Walter!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iím really sorry.  Iíll do them right away!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Come one.  Iíll wash, and you rinse and dry.

                                                            WALTER
                                    No!  Itís my job!  You sit here and relax.  
                                   
Iíll do them.

Walter goes into the kitchen.  His Mother follows him.

INT.  THE KITCHEN IN WALTER'S HOUSE  --  NIGHT

The dinner dishes are stacked in the sink.  Walter puts in some soap and turns on the hot water.  He begins washing the dishes.  His Mother stands in the doorway and talks to him.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Whatís the story youíre writing about?

                                                            WALTER
                                    A kid who fights Nazis.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Donít you think thatís more of a job for 
                                    grown-ups to do?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Weíve all got to do everything we can to 
                                    win the war, even kids.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Thatís true, Walter.  But as important as 
                                    winning the war is, kids shouldnít have to stop 
                                    being kids.  You know what I mean?

                                                            WALTER
                                    No.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Iím glad youíre too young to be in the fighting.  
                                   
I think you should be glad too.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iím not afraid.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I never thought you were.  It feels nice to fight 
                                    for what you know is good, to know youíre 
                                    one of the good guys, but donít fall in love 
                                    with the war.  

Walter knows sheís thinking about his father.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Dad could still be all right.  

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Walter, please Ö.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Thereís no proof heís dead.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    He was shot!  His friends saw Ö

                                                            WALTER
                                    Maybe some Arabs found him and have 
                                    been nursing him back to health!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I wish Ö  Walter, I used to pray every 
                                    night, but Ö  Honey, I donít think your father 
                                    is coming back.

She comes over and starts rinsing and drying the dishes.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Let me help with those.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I can do it.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I want to help you!

They are silent for a moment.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I can think of one way we can help the 
                                    war effort.  You know Mr. Tilsen, who 
                                    works at the drug store?  He asked me 
                                    today if weíd like to go with him to the war 
                                    bond rally this Saturday.

                                                            WALTER
                                    What did you tell him?

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Donít you want to go?  Itís going to be like 
                                    a picnic, but theyíll be selling war bonds, and 
                                    collecting fat and scrap metal.  And itís going 
                                    on all weekend.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Canít we just go by ourselves?

                                                            MOTHER
                                    We can, if you want to.  I just thought it was 
                                    nice of Mr. Tilsen to ask us.  And I thought 
                                    maybe you could play some games with him.  
                                   
You donít play very much, Walter.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I like to read.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Are you going to read all summer?  Why 
                                    donít you go out with your friend Izzy 
                                    tomorrow and get some sun?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Aw, Mom Ö

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Please?  For me?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Okay.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Thatís my boy!

She runs her hand through Walterís hair.  They continue with the dishes.

INT.  WALTERíS BEDROOM  --  DAY

Itís the next morning.  Walterís asleep in bed.  His Mother calls from downstairs.

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Walter!  Breakfastís ready!  Walter!!!

Walter wakes up slowly, dragging himself out of bed.

INT.  THE KITCHEN  --  DAY

Walterís Mother has just prepared some buttered toast, milk and cereal for Walter.  He enters in his pajamas.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Look at you!  Youíre not even dressed yet!

                                                            WALTER
                                    So?  Schoolís over.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I have to go to work.  If I leave now, will 
                                    you remember to wash the dishes?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yes.  I promise.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Then afterwards, I want you to get dressed 
                                    and go see what Izzyís doing.  You promised 
                                    to get out of the house today, remember?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yes, Mom.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Bye, dear.  Eat your breakfast.

She gives him a kiss on the cheek and exists from the kitchen to go to work.  Walter sighs and starts to each his breakfast.

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Get some sun!

Walter sighs again.

EXT.  THE FRONT DOOR OF IZZYíS HOUSE  --  DAY

Walter walks up to the front door of Izzyís house.  Heís carrying several hardback books, and also some comic books, pencils, and the pad of paper on which heís been writing his story about The American Son.  Walter knocks on the door.  Izzyís mother, MRS. BERNSTEIN, answers.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Good morning, Mrs. Bernstein.  Is Izzy 
                                    home?

                                                            MRS. BERNSTEIN
                                    Just a minute, Walter.  Iíll send him out.

She disappears into the house.  A moment later, she thrusts IZZY out the door.  Walter and Izzy walk down the sidewalk.

EXT.  A RESIDENTIAL STREET  --  DAY

Walter and Izzy walk toward the playground.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Sorry we couldnít go inside.  Mom says Iíve 
                                    got to get some sun.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yeah.  My Mom too.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Want to go to your house?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Nah.  I promised I wouldnít.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Itís gonna be a long day.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I figured we could go over to the playground 
                                    and read.

                                                            IZZY
                                    What have you got?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I bought three comic books yesterday. 
                                    already read two of them.

He hands the comic books to Izzy, and shows him some of the books he brought along.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I also brought ďThe Three MusketeersĒ and 
                                    ďA Connecticut Yankee In King Arthurís 
                                    Court.Ē

                                                            IZZY
                                    Iíve read those.  When youíre done with 
                                    ďThree Musketeers,Ē you should read 
                                    ďTwenty Years After.Ē  Itís even better.  
                                   
Whatís the pad of paper for?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Story Iím writing.

                                                            IZZY
                                    A new one?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yeah.

                                                            IZZY
                                    You gonna put me in this one?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I donít know.  Maybe. 

EXT.  THE PLAYGROUND  --  DAY

This is the same playground where Walter imagined getting the power from the stars.  Walter and Izzy relax in the shade of a tree.  Izzy reads a comic book.  Walter gets ready to continue writing his fantasy.  In the background, other kids play in the playground.

                                                            WALTER
                                    What would you do if you had a ring that 
                                    gave you super strength?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Beat up Herman Posallski.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Wouldnít you use it to fight Nazis?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Yeah.  After I beat up Herman Posallski.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Would you wear a costume and have a secret 
                                    identity?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Iíd have to.  Otherwise, Herman Posallski 
                                    would kill me if he ever caught me without 
                                    the ring.

                                                            WALTER
                                    My Mom says only grown-ups should fight 
                                    in the war.  I think maybe Iíd have to give 
                                    the ring to a grown-up.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Sure.  My Mom wonít let me have a pocket 
                                    knife, so it seems unlikely sheíd let me keep 
                                    a ring that gave me super powers.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Would you give it to your Dad?

                                                            IZZY
                                    I guess so.  But if my Mom found out about 
                                    it first, sheíd make me give it to my Uncle 
                                    Benny.  Maybe with super-strength, he could 
                                    finally get a job.  Heís never had a steady 
                                    job in his life, but my Mom thinks Uncle 
                                    Benny should be President.

Walter thinks for a moment, and then starts to write his story again.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    That night, after the police left, Walter told 
                                    his mother the truth about the American Son Ö

INT.  WALTERíS BEDROOM  --  NIGHT 

Weíre back in Walterís bedroom.  The police have all gone, and the lights are out, and Walterís in bed, but he is unable to sleep.  The bedroom door opens and Walterís Mother looks in.  She sees her son is awake, so she turns on the light and sits on the edge of the bed.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Canít sleep?

Walter shakes his head no.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Iím not surprised.  You had a pretty exciting 
                                    night, didnít you?  But the police have all 
                                    those Nazis locked up, so why donít you try 
                                    to forget everything and get some sleep.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I have a confession to make.  But first, you 
                                    have to promise not to be mad.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Honey, you know I canít promise that until I 
                                    know what it is.

                                                            WALTER
                                    But itís not my fault!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    You forgot to do the dishes, didnít you?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Itís worse than that!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    All I can promise is that no matter whatís 
                                    happened, youíre my little boy and Iíll 
                                    always love you.  Now, what did you do 
                                    this time?

                                                            WALTER
                                    You know that kid with the super strength?  
                                   
It was me!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    You???

Walter reaches under his pillow and takes out the ring.

                                                            WALTER
                                    The professor gave me this ring!  He told 
                                    me to use it to fight the Nazis!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    You could have been killed!

                                                            WALTER
                                    I had to do it!  I had to stop them!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Tomorrow morning, weíll go straight to 
                                    the police, and this time youíll tell them 
                                    the truth!

                                                            WALTER
                                    No, we canít!  If the Nazis ever find out it 
                                    was me, theyíll kill us!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Iím sure we can trust the police!

                                                            WALTER
                                    What if one of them makes a mistake?  
                                   
What if someone says something?

                                                            MOTHER
                                    You canít keep the ring, Walter.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I know.  But if Iíve got to give it up, thereís 
                                    only one man I can give it to Ö  President 
                                    Roosevelt!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    But Walter Ö

                                                            WALTER
                                    Donít you see?  This ring could win the war!  
                                   
Itís too important to give to anyone else!

Walterís Mother looks at him and carefully thinks this over.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    All right.  Iíll ask the boss if I can get off 
                                    early tomorrow.  If we leave in the afternoon, 
                                    we can get to Washington on Saturday. 

Walter gives his mother a hug.

INT.  A RESIDENTIAL STREET  --  DAY

Itís the next day in Walterís story.  Walter is walking down the street, heading to Mr. Tilsenís drug store.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    The next day, while Walterís mother 
                                    was still at work, Walter decided to get 
                                    some comic books to read on the trip to 
                                    Washington Ö

INT.  THE DRUG STORE  --  DAY

Walter is at the comic book rack, selecting some comic books.  Nearby, newspapers are displayed with headlines about The American Son.  Mr. Tilsen, standing behind the counter, scrutinizes Walter.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    You hear about what happened last night?  
                                   
Heck, I guess the whole country must have 
                                    heard by now.

                                                            WALTER
                                    You mean about that kid?

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Yeah.  I donít suppose you have any 
                                    idea who he is, do you?  You think it 
                                    might be one of your friends?  Someone 
                                    you know?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I doubt it.

Walter selects two comic books and brings them to Mr. Tilsen at the cash register.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Did your Mom tell you I asked her if the 
                                    two of you would like to go to the rally 
                                    tomorrow?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Weíll be out of town.  We have to visit a sick 
                                    friend.  Out of town.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Oh?  Well, if youíre back by Sunday, Ö

                                                            WALTER
                                    Weíll be gone the whole weekend.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Okay.  Two comic books.  That will be twenty 
                                    cents.

Walter reaches into his pocket to bring out a handful of change.  When he opens his fist, he sees that along with the coins, heís brought out the ring.  He quickly closes his fist, hoping Tilsen has not seen the ring.  He surreptitiously pokes his fingers into his fist and brings out two dimes.  He puts the remaining change and the ring back into his pocket.  Walter gives Tilsen the twenty cents.  Tilsen looks oddly at Walter, and starts to reach for something behind the counter.  Then another CUSTOMER comes in.  Tilsen hands Walter the two comic books.  

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Thank you, Walter.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Thank you, Mr. Tilsen.

Walter exits the store with his comic books.  The other customer buys a pack of cigarettes and then leaves.  Tilsen waits behind the counter for a moment, and then goes to the front door of the drug store.  He looks out to make certain Walter is gone.  He then puts a ďCLOSEDĒ sign in the window, locks the door, and sneaks into the back room.

INT.  BACK ROOM OF THE DRUG STORE  --  DAY

The back room of the drug store has a big, secret radio for sending messages to Nazi spies.  Mr. Tilsen seats himself at the radio and turns it on.  He fiddles with some dials and speaks into the microphone.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    This is Agent S-9 calling Agent S-13!  Ö  
                                   
This is Agent S-9 calling Agent S-13!  Ö  
                                   
Come in please!

He gets an answer.

                                                            VOICE OF S-13
                                                    (from the radio)
                                    This is Agent S-13.  Heil Hitler!

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Heil Hitler!  Iíve learned the identity of the 
                                    boy with the ring, the one who calls himself 
                                    ďThe American Son.Ē  His name is Walter 
                                    Jackson.  He lives at 1419 Elmore Lane.

                                                            VOICE OF S-13
                                                    (from the radio)
                                    Good.  We will kill him and take the ring.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Heís leaving town today, so we must hurry.  
                                   
Meet me in front of his house in five minutes. 

                                                            VOICE OF S-13
                                                    (from the radio)
                                    Meet you?  But you have always been so 
                                    careful not to expose your activities as a 
                                    German spy!

                                                            TILSEN
                                    I know.  But this is one killing I want to 
                                    supervise personally.  Heil Hitler!

                                                            VOICE OF S-13
                                                    (from the radio)
                                    Heil Hitler!

Tilsen turns off the radio.  He unpacks several sticks of dynamite from a crate labeled ďTNT.Ē  Then he hears a loud knocking from the door to the drug store.  Tilsen goes to see who is knocking.

INT.  THE DRUG STORE  --  DAY

Tilsen comes into the drug store and carefully closes the door to the back room.  Tilsen opens the front door, and Izzy marches in.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Hi, Mr. Tilsen.  Have you seen Walter?  
                                   
Heís not here, huh?  Well, I thought if I didnít 
                                    find him, Iíd hang around your store, reading 
                                    your comic books until you get mad at me for 
                                    not buying anything and throw me out.  You 
                                    know, our usual routine.

Tilsen glares angrily.

EXT.  THE FRONT YARD OF WALTERíS  HOUSE  --  DAY

Walter walks up the sidewalk to his house.  The front door is open.  Walter walks into his house.

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Walter, is that you?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yeah.

INT.  INSIDE THE FRONT DOOR, WALTERíS HOUSE  --  DAY

Walterís Mother comes up to him.  She carries her suitcase.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    My boss gave me the rest of the day off.  Are 
                                    you packed yet?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Almost.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Well, hurry up!  The sooner weíve given that 
                                    ring to the President, the better Iíll feel.

She puts her suitcase down by the open door, and then she and Walter go upstairs.  As soon as they Leave, S-13, a sinister Nazi spy, sneaks in with Tilsen.

INT.  WALTER'S BEDROOM  --  DAY

Walter has his little suitcase open on the bed.  He packs, reaches under his bed, and adds his American Son costume to the clothes in the suitcase.  His Mother enters.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Whatís that?

                                                            WALTER
                                    My American Son costume.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I thought you were giving up being a 
                                    superhero!

                                                            WALTER
                                    They probably wonít let me into the White 
                                    House if they think Iím just some ordinary 
                                    kid.  Iíll need to wear this.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    All right.  Finish packing and letís get going.

Walter closes his suitcase.  He and his mother leave the room.

INT.  INSIDE, AT THE FRONT DOOR, WALTERíS HOUSE  --  DAY

Walter takes his suitcase over to the front door.  Heís surprised to find his Motherís suitcase isnít there.  He calls to his Mother, who is still upstairs.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Mom!  Whereís your suitcase?

His mother calls down to him.

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off-screen)
                                    I left it by the door.  Isnít it there?

Walter looks through the open door and sees the suitcase just outside.  He feels sure his mother putting it down inside the door.  But he decides he must have been mistaken.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Oh yeah.  I see it.

EXT.  IN FRONT OF WALTERíS HOUSE  --  DAY

Walter carries his suitcase outside and puts it beside his Motherís suitcase.  Itís a little heavy for him, so he reaches into his pocket and puts on the ring.  With the ring on his finger, he has no trouble carrying both suitcases over to his Motherís car.  As he puts the suitcases into the back seat, his Mother comes out of the house, closes and locks the front door, and joins him at the car.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    All right, Walter.  Letís get started.

They both get into the car and drive away.  In a black sedan parked down the street, S-13 and Tilsen suddenly sit up.  Tilsen starts the car, and the Nazis follow Walter and his mother.

INT.  THE NAZIíS CAR  --  DAY

S-13 advises Tilsen.

                                                            S-13
                                    Donít follow so closely.  We donít want 
                                    to be too near when the bomb explodes.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    You worry too much.  I know exactly how 
                                    much dynamite I put in her suitcase, and 
                                    exactly how big the explosion will be.

                                                            S-13
                                    It wonít harm the ring, will it?  The Fuhrer 
                                    will be furious if the ring is hurt.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    A ring so powerful must be impervious to 
                                    harm.  All the dynamite will do is kill the 
                                    American Son, and his mother!!!

EXT.  CLOSE-UP OF WALTERíS PAD OF PAPER  --  DAY

We see a close-up of the pad of paper on which Walter is writing his story.  He has just finished the last line of dialogue spoken by Tilsen:  ďAll the dynamite will do is kill the American Son, and his mother!!!Ē  Walter stops writing.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Izzy?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Hmmm?

                                                            WALTER
                                    What would you do if your mother was 
                                    driving you to Washington, and the Nazis 
                                   
had hidden a bomb in her suitcase?

                                                            IZZY
                                    My Mom would never drive me to Washington.  
                                   
Not with the gas rationing and the tire shortages 
                                    and everything.  If the Nazis wanted to blow 
                                    me up, sheíd make them drive me in their 
                                    own car.

                                                            WALTER
                                    But what if she did drive you and the Nazis 
                                    hid a bomb in her suitcase?  What would 
                                    you do?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Well, Ö  my Mom would kill me if I ever 
                                    touched her suitcase.  Iíd rather take my 
                                    chances with the bomb.  So I guess Iíd get 
                                    blown up.

                                                            WALTER
                                    That doesnít help me much.

                                                            IZZY
                                    It wouldnít be too great for me, either.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Itís for the story Iím writing.  I need to figure 
                                    out how to get rid of the bomb.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Give it back to the Nazis.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yeah, but I canít figure out Ö

Walter notices Kathy and Betty playing on the swings, and stops speaking.

                                                            IZZY
                                    What?

Izzyís question brings Walterís attention back away from Kathy.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Never mind.

Walter starts writing again.

EXT.  MORRISON DRIVE  --  DAY

Walter and his Mother drive down the street where Kathy lives.  As they approach her house in their car, Kathy comes out.  Walter narrates his story:

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    And so Walter and his mother started 
                                    their drive to Washington, little knowing 
                                    that the Nazis had planted a time bomb in 
                                    Walterís motherís suitcase.

INT.  INSIDE WALTERíS MOTHERíS CAR  --  DAY

Walter sees Kathy.  He takes off his ring and puts it in his pocket.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Stop the car!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    What is it?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Please, Mom, stop the car!  Just for a 
                                   
minute!  Please!

EXT.  MORRISON DRIVE  --  DAY

Walterís Mother stops the car.  Walter opens the car door, hops out and hurries over to Kathy.  The Naziís car screeches to a halt.

INT.  INSIDE THE  NAZIíS CAR  --  DAY

                                                            S-13
                                    Back up!  Back up!

EXT.  MORRISON DRIVE  --  DAY

The Naziís car backs up until it is at a safe distance from Walterís Motherís car.  Walter notices this, and canít quite figure out whatís going on, but itís not really important to him at the moment.  Whatís important to him is that he speak to Kathy.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Hi, Kathy.  UmÖ  I heard about what 
                                    happened to you last night.  Are you all 
                                    right?

                                                            KATHY
                                    What did you hear?  Do you know who 
                                    he is?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Who?

                                                            KATHY
                                    The American Son!  I have to find out 
                                    who he is, so I can thank him again!  Heís 
                                    wonderful!

Walter is tempted to confess to her, but he notices the Naziís car close by, and some instinct tells him to be cautious.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I donít know anything about him.

Walterís Mother calls to him.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Com on, Walter!  You can talk to your friend 
                                    when we get back.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iíve got to go.  If I hear anything about the 
                                    American Son, Iíll let you know.

Walter climbs into the car, and he and his Mother drive away.  The Naziís care follows at a safe distance.

INT.  INSIDE WALTERíS MOTHERíS CAR  --  DAY

Walter notices the Naziís car following them.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Mom, I think the car back there may be 
                                    following us.

Walterís Mother checks the rear view mirror.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Did you tell anyone else about that ring?

                                                            WALTER
                                    No!  I swear I didnít!  Slow down.  Maybe 
                                    I can see whoís in that car.

Walter clambers into the back seat.  His Mother slows their car down.  Through the rear window, Walter sees the Naziís car slow down.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Theyíre keeping their distance.

Walter notices his Motherís suitcase beside him on the back seat.  He ponders for a moment.

                                                            WALTER
                                    When you finished packing, did you put your 
                                    suitcase outside the front door, or inside?

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Inside.  Why?

Walter opens the suitcase and sees several sticks of dynamite wired to a ticking alarm clock. 

                                                            WALTER
                                    Step on the gas, Mom!  Quick!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    What is it, Walter?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Just step on the gas!  Quick!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Iím your mother, young man!  Now you tell 
                                    me what is going on here!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Thereís a bomb in your suitcase!

EXT.  A STREET ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF TOWN  --  DAY

Walterís Mother slams her foot on the gas pedal and the car takes off!  The Naziís car speeds up in pursuit!

INT.  INSIDE WALTERíS MOTHERíS CAR  --  DAY

In the back seat, as Walter takes the bomb and a scarf out of his Motherís suitcase, he instructs his Mother on what to do next.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Slow up as soon as weíre out of sight of 
                                    that car.  Iíll jump out and get rid of the 
                                    bomb, but you keep going!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Be careful, honey.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iíll be okay.  Iíve got the ring!

Walter puts on the ring.  He sees a turn in the road up ahead.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Turn here!

EXT.  A STREET ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF TOWN  --  DAY

Walterís Mother makes a hairpin turn and brakes.  Walter leaps out of the car, then his Mother speeds up again.  Walter hides behind a tree as the Naziís car speeds past.  Walter runs after it and jumps onto the running board.  He crouches down so that the Nazis donít realize heís there.  He uses the scarf to tie the bomb to the car door (or any part of the car that is handy), and then he jumps off the running board, and races to a place to hide.

INT.  INSIDE THE NAZIíS CAR  --  DAY

Tilsen looks at his wristwatch.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Ten seconds more.  We will never again 
                                    have to deal with that cursed American Son 
                                    startingÖ. now!!!

EXT.  THE STREET ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF TOWN  --  DAY

The Naziís car blows up real good in a terrific fireball as the bomb explodes.  Walter runs past the wreckage to meet his Mother, as she drives back to pick him up.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Thanks, Mom.

He gets into the car and they drive off.

EXT.  WASHINGTON,  D.C.  --  DAY

We see a montage of Washington, D.C. in the summer of 1943.  Walterís narration of his fantasy continues.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    Early the next morning, Walter and his 
                                    mother arrived in Washington, D.C.

EXT.  THE GATE IN FRONT OF THE DRIVEWAY TO THE WHITE HOUSE --  DAY

Walter, wearing his American Son costume, walks up to a GUARD at the entrance to the White House.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iíd like to speak to President Roosevelt, 
                                    please.

A voice from the real world intrudes.  Itís Izzyís brother, DANNY.

                                                            DANNY
                                                    (off screen)
                                    You goof!

Freeze frame!

EXT.  THE PLAYGROUND  --  DAY

Suddenly weíre back at the playground, where Walter is writing the story and Izzy is reading.

                                                            DANNY
                                                    (off screen)
                                    You goof!  You lazy bum!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Huh?

Walter looks around, and sees DANNY, the 14 year old brother of Izzy.  DANNY is a big, muscular kid, very athletic, and not as bright or as witty as his brother Izzy.

                                                            DANNY
                                    Not you!  Iím talking to my brother!

Izzy looks up at Danny.

                                                            DANNY
                                    Didnít Mom tell you to get some exercise 
                                    today?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Iím exercising my brain.

                                                            DANNY
                                    Reading comic books?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Sure.  This is my warm up.

Up strides JIMMY THOMPSON, a dull-witted bully and a friend of Dannyís.  Heís also a big kid, but not as big as Danny.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    Hey, Danny, you wanna team up with me in 
                                    the three-legged race tomorrow?

                                                            DANNY
                                    Sure.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    I figure we can win that one easy, and then 
                                    Iím gonna win the sack race, and the ring 
                                    toss, and you can win everything else.  
                                   
What about your brother and his goony 
                                    friend?  Are they gonna compete in anything?

                                                            IZZY
                                    I was planning to win the polo match, but my 
                                    horse died.  What about you, goony friend?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I donít know.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    You two are a disgrace to America.  Itís a 
                                    good thing our soldiers arenít like you, or 
                                    Schicklgruber would be paperhanging in 
                                    the White House.

                                                            KATHY
                                                    (off screen)
                                    He was never a paperhanger.

Jimmy turns and sees Kathy and her friend Betty standing near them.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    What?

                                                            BETTY
                                    Donít bother them, Kathy.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    No!  Let your friend talk.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Hitler was never a paperhanger.

                                                            DANNY
                                    Whatíre you talking about?  Everybody knows 
                                    he started out as a paperhanger!!!

                                                            KATHY
                                    Thatís a myth.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    I suppose you donít think he changed his 
                                    name from Schicklgruber, either.

                                                            KATHY
                                    No, he didnít.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    What????  Iíve met a lot of stupid girls 
                                    before, but you reallyÖ.

                                                            KATHY
                                    His fatherís name was changed from 
                                    Schicklgruber to Hitler many years 
                                    before Adolf Hitler was born, so Adolf 
                                    Hitlerís name was never Schicklgruber.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    I donít believe this!

                                                            KATHY
                                    I donít think people should make up ridiculous 
                                    stories about Hitler being a paperhanger 
                                    named Schicklgruber, in order to make him 
                                    look silly.  Heís a lot of terrible things, but he 
                                    isnít silly.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    What are you, some kind of Nazi spy?

                                                            KATHY
                                    Iím an American citizen.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    You donít talk like it.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Iím also from Germany.

                                                            BETTY
                                    Thatís none of his business.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Why should I keep trying to hide it?

                                                            JIMMY
                                    I knew it!  Sheís a dirty kraut!

                                                            KATHY
                                    My family moved here from Germany years 
                                    ago.  There are many good Americans who 
                                    came from German.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    You like Germans so much, maybe youíd 
                                    better go back there!

                                                            DANNY
                                    Aw, leave her alone, Jimmy.  Sheís just a 
                                    stupid little girl.

                                                            KATHY
                                    We came here because we hated what Hitler 
                                    was doing to our country.  But there are 
                                    still many good people left in Germany.

Jimmy is outraged and astonished at this statement.  He turns to Danny.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    Did you hear that???

Danny tries to reason with Kathy.

                                                            DANNY
                                    Listen, kid, there may be some good 
                                    Germans who left Germany, but you 
                                    shouldnít go around saying nice things 
                                    about the ones still there.

                                                            KATHY
                                    My grandparents are there!

Jimmy points to Walter.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    Listen, Kraut!  You dirty Huns killed that 
                                    kidís father, so you better shut up about 
                                    ďgood GermansĒ if you wanna stay in 
                                    America, or weíll ship you back and let our 
                                    soldiers kill you along with all the rest of the 
                                    stupid, stinking Krauts.

                                                            BETTY
                                    Come on, Kathy.  Letís go.

Betty leads Kathy away.  Izzy looks up at Danny and Jimmy.

                                                            IZZY
                                                    (sarcastically)
                                    A fine example of democracy in action.  You 
                                    two make me proud to be an American.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    Watch it, creampuff, or Iíll squash you.

                                                            DANNY
                                    Come on.  Leave the little jerk alone.

Danny leads Jimmy off.  Izzy watches them go.  Walter just sits, stunned.

                                                            IZZY
                                    You finished with your story?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Did you know Kathy was a German?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Sure.  Didnít you?

                                                            WALTER
                                    No.

                                                            IZZY
                                    You like her, donít you?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Kathy?  Sheís okay, I guess.  I mean, 
                                    Ö. I donít know.

                                                            IZZY
                                    You know, weíre almost at the age when 
                                    we donít have to pretend that we still donít 
                                    like girls.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Your brother wasnít very nice to her.

                                                            IZZY
                                    If you call being rude and obnoxious not 
                                    being very nice..

                                                            WALTER
                                    But you canít blame a guy for hating Germans, 
                                    can you?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Anything Jimmy Thompson does I blame  
                                    him for.  Heís a creep and a bully.

                                                            WALTER
                                    What about your brother?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Danny means well.  His heartís in the right 
                                    place; itís just his brains that are dislocated.  
                                   
But people like him.  You know, Iíve got a 
                                    genius I.Q., and Iíve gotten straight Aís all 
                                    my life.  My brotherís a big goof who has 
                                    trouble getting Cís, and most people feel 
                                    sorry for me because Iím not more like him.  
                                   
Well, Iíve had just about all the fresh air I 
                                    can take.  Letís go home.

They pick up their belongings and leave.

EXT.  A RESIDENTIAL STREET  --  DAY

Izzy and Walter are walking home.

                                                            IZZY
                                    That was fun.  I spent the whole day without 
                                    getting any exercise at all.  Shall we do it 
                                    again tomorrow?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Arenít you going to the rally tomorrow?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Oh yeah, I forgot about that.  Are you going?

Walter shrugs his shoulders.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I donít know.  Maybe.

INT.  WALTERíS BEDROOM  --  DAY

Walter enters his bedroom, and flops down on the bed.  Heís distraught.

                                                            WALTER
                                    German!  Sheís a German!

He takes out his pad of paper and starts writing his story again.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    Soon Walter and his mother were speaking 
                                    to the President of the United States.

INT.  THE OVAL OFFICE OF THE WHITE HOUSE  --  DAY

FDR, seated in a wheelchair, is talking to Walter, who is still dressed in his American Son costume.  Walterís Mother stands in the background.

                                                            FDR
                                    My young friend, I have read of your 
                                    thrilling exploits in the newspapers.  You 
                                    are a fine example for the youth of America.  
                                   
But even more inspiring than your single-
                                    handed defeat of those Nazi spies, is your 
                                    sacrifice of your ring, so that it may be used 
                                    more effectively by the United States Armed 
                                    Forces.  You truly deserve to be called an 
                                    American Son!

Walter removes his mask.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Thank you, Mr. President, but you can call 
                                    me Walter.  Iím Walter Jackson.  Thereís 
                                    no reason for me to keep my identity a secret 
                                    anymore.

                                                            FDR
                                    Yes, your work is done.  Youíve used 
                                    the ring with courage and determination 
                                    to aid your country, but now itís time for 
                                    the grown-ups to step in and finish the job.  
                                   
You may resume the ordinary life you led 
                                    before, returning to a childhood unburdened 
                                    by the responsibilities this ring imposed.

Walter solemnly takes off the ring and hands it to FDR.  His voice-over narration concludes the story (for now).

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    And so Walter Jackson gave up the ring, and 
                                    let the grown-ups fight the war, and he never 
                                    again wore the uniform of the American Son. 
                                    
The End.

INT.  CLOSE-UP OF THE PAD OF PAPER  --  DAY

We see a close-up of the pad of paper upon which Walter has just finished writing his story.  Walter puts his pencil away.

INT.  WALTERíS BEDROOM  --  DAY

Walter puts down the pad of paper.  He lies back on his bed and looks up at ceiling.  Then his Mother calls him.

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Walter!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yes, Mom?

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Dinnerís almost ready.  Wash your hands 
                                    and come and help me set the table.

Walter gets up to do as heís been told.

INT.  THE DINING ROOM  --  DAY

Walter is helping his mother set the table.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Mom, did you ever know any Germans?

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I know some families that came from 
                                    Germany.  The Wagners, over on Morrison 
                                    DriveÖ.  I think they have a daughter in your 
                                    class, donít they?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Donít you hate them?

                                                            MOTHER
                                    The Wagners?  Why should I?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Theyíre Germans!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Theyíre Americans now.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Maybe theyíre spies.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Iíve met Mr. and Mrs. Wagner.  I donít 
                                    think theyíre spies.

                                                            WALTER
                                    But you canít trust Germans!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Walter, you shouldnít automatically hate 
                                    all Germans.  In fact, you really shouldnít 
                                    hate anyone.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Mom!!!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Donít misunderstand me.  America has to 
                                    win this war, and when itís over, I want those 
                                    responsible for it to be punished.  But I try not 
                                    to hate them.  Sometimes itís hard, but I try.  
                                   
Hate is a terrible thing, Walter.  Itís what the 
                                    Nazis built their government on.  You donít 
                                    want to be like them, do you?

                                                            WALTER
                                    No

His Mother hugs him.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Thatís my boy.  Now letís eat.

She puts food on their plates and they sit at the table and begin their meal.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Did you and Izzy have a nice day?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yeah.  We went up to the playground.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I hope you got some exercise.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Well, mostly I worked on that story Iím 
                                    writing.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Walter, whatís going to happen to you?  
                                   
How are you going to be strong and healthy 
                                    if you never exercise?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iím not very good at sports.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Maybe youíd be better if you did a little 
                                    practicing.   I bet you could be quite a little 
                                    athlete if you put your mind to it.  Are you 
                                    going to play in any of the games at the 
                                    rally tomorrow?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Do you want me to?

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Iíd like to watch you play, and cheer you on.  
                                   
I donít care if you win or lose; Iíd just be 
                                    proud to see my son out there trying.   Donít 
                                    ever give up on yourself, Walter.

Walter smiles weakly at his Mother. 

INT.  WALTERíS BEDROOM  --  NIGHT

Walter is back in his bedroom, dressed in his pajamas.  He sits on his bed for a minute, then takes out his story.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Donít ever give up.

He crosses out the ending he had previously written.

INT.  CLOSE-UP OF THE PAD OF PAPER  --  NIGHT

Walter crosses out the ending of his story,, starting with  ďAnd so Walter Jackson gave up the ringÖ.Ē  Then he substitutes, ďThen the President said, Ö.Ē

INT.  THE OVAL OFFICE  --  DAY

Weíre back in the White House with Walter, his Mother and FDR.  Walter has just given his ring to the President.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    Then the President said, Ö.

                                                            FDR
                                    Weíre unveiling a new weapon Monday, a 
                                    weapon that will be particularly useful now 
                                    that we have the ring.  I hope you and your 
                                    mother will be my honored guests here at 
                                    the White House for the next few days, so 
                                    that you may join in the ceremonies.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Can we, Mom?  Please?

                                                            MOM
                                    I should be getting back to work butÖ  
                                   
well, Ö. Of course we can!  

Walter and FDR smile.

INT.  A GUEST BEDROOM IN THE WHITE HOUSE  --  NIGHT

Walter is in bed in a guest room at the White House.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    That night, in a guest room at the White 
                                    House, Walter was trying to sleep, when 
                                    he heard someone coming into the room.

FDR, wearing the ring, walks into the room.  He sees that Walter is awake, so he sits on the edge of the bed to talk to him.

                                                            FDR
                                    Walter, may I speak with you?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Sure.

                                                            FDR
                                    I wanted to thank you again for all youíve 
                                    done.  I didnít fully appreciate, until just a 
                                    few moments ago, how truly wonderful this 
                                    ring is.  About twenty years ago, I was struck 
                                    down with polio, and since then Iíve had to 
                                    spend most of my time in a wheelchair.  But 
                                    I tried out this ring of yours tonight, and for 
                                    the first time in years I could walk Ė freely, 
                                    easily, without the aid of braces on my legs.  
                                   
And do you know what I did?  I went outside, 
                                    out onto the White House lawn, and I ran.  
                                   
I ran through the grass, under the stars, 
                                    feeling the wind on my face and the muscles 
                                    in my legs pumping up and down, and it was 
                                    the grandest feeling!  To escape the tyranny 
                                    of this crippling polio, and have the freedom 
                                    to run again!  But it only lasts as long as I 
                                    wear the ring.  Would you mind if I kept it 
                                    for just a little while, until we turn it over to 
                                    the Army on Monday?

                                                            WALTER
                                    No sir.

                                                            FDR
                                    Iím going to hate to give it up, but of course 
                                    the ring must be used to set the world free 
                                    from another crippling disease:  Fascism.  
                                   
You must already know that, or you wouldnít 
                                    have been able to give up the ring yourself.  
                                   
Youíre a fine boy, Walter.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Thank you, Mr. President.

EXT.  THE WHITE HOUSE LAWN  --  DAY

A shining red one-man rocket-jet with an open cockpit is being unveiled at a ceremony on the White House lawn.  The American Son (in costume), FDR (standing, wearing the ring), assorted GENERALS, Walterís Mother, several REPORTERS, and a blond, muscular Army officer named MAJOR KELTON are present.

                                                            FDR
                                    My friends, we are gathered here to witness 
                                    the unveiling of a mighty weapon for the 
                                    democracies.  This jet rocket can speed to 
                                    the very heart of Germany in less than an hour.  
                                   
We had intended to use it to bomb our 
                                    enemies, but we now have another weapon, 
                                    more formidable than any bomb.  This 
                                    weapon is the American soldier, with his 
                                    natural strength increased many times over 
                                    by an amazing ring, invented by a noble 
                                    scientist who gave his life for our cause.  
                                   
It is now my pleasure to introduce Major 
                                    John Kelton, the soldier we have selected 
                                    to wear this wonderful ring.  Major Kelton 
                                    will say a few words, after which he will 
                                    be presented with the ring by this young 
                                    man, The American Son, who, as Iím 
                                    certain you are all aware, was the first hero 
                                    to wear the ring.  Major Kelton, the 
                                    microphone is yours.

FDR seats himself in his wheelchair.  He removes the ring, and hands it to Walter, as Major Kelton goes up to the microphone to speak.

                                                            KELTON
                                    Mr. President, generals, ladies and gentlemen.  
                                   
Iím not much good at making speeches.  Iíd 
                                    rather be overseas, killing Krauts and Japs.  
                                   
And I promise you,  with this ring Iíll be able 
                                    to kill as many as it takes to force them to 
                                    their knees.  And then maybe Iíll kill a few 
                                    more, just to show them whoís boss.  
                                   
Americaís the greatest country on Earth, 
                                    with the greatest warriors, but we canít 
                                    stay the greatest unless weíre prepared to 
                                    wipe out anyone who thinks they can lick 
                                    us.  Thatís what I intend to do.

Kelton turns to Walter.

                                                            KELTON
                                    Give me the ring, son.

Walter puts the ring on his own finger.

                                                            WALTER
                                    No.

                                                            KELTON
                                    Come on, kid, give me the ring!

                                                            WALTER
                                    No!  Iíll give it to a fighter, but youíre just 
                                    a bully!

                                                            KELTON
                                    Iíll show you whoís a bully if you donít give 
                                    me that ring this instant!

                                                            WALTER
                                    No!

                                                            KELTON
                                    Come on, kid!

Kelton tries to take the ring away from Walter, but Walter is too strong as long as he wears the ring.  Kelton is so furious he unconsciously slips into his natural way of speaking, which is with a thick German accent.

                                                            KELTON
                                    Schweinhundt!!!  Give me that ring!

Kelton grabs Walter and puts a pistol to his head.  The other soldiers draw their weapons and aim them at Kelton.  Walterís Mother screams!

                                                            MOTHER
                                    No!  Donít hurt him!

                                                            KELTON
                                    I donít think the ring will protect you from 
                                    a bullet through your brain.

Walter stops struggling.

                                                            FDR
                                    What is the meaning of this, Major?

                                                            KELTON
                                    Fool!  Havenít you figured it out yet?  How 
                                    can you hope to beat us Germans, when 
                                    you cannot even recognize a spy in your 
                                    midst!  Mein Fuhrer will be most pleased 
                                    with this ring.

                                                            WALTER
                                    No!  You Nazi pig!

Walter ducks under Keltonís gun, and he resumes struggling.  He and Kelton fall over into the rocket.  They jar the launching switch, and the rocket takes off, soaring into the sky.  Walterís Mother screams.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Walter!!!

She and FDR gaze up into the sky, watching the rocket disappear from view.

EXT.  THE ROCKET JET  --  DAY

On the rocket jet, flying high above the Atlantic Ocean, Walter and Kelton struggle.  Walter wears the ring, so he is able to throw Kelton out of the cockpit, but Kelton grabs onto the tail fins.  He starts to crawl back up along the fuselage.  Kelton aims his pistol at Walter.

                                                            KELTON
                                    Now you will die!

Walter accidentally backs into a button on the control panel.   The button is labeled ďMAXIMUM POWER.Ē  With an explosive burst of added thrust, the jet accelerates through the air, and Kelton tumbles off, screaming as he plummets to a watery grave.  The rocket speeds on toward Germany, when the sound of reality interrupts:

                                                            MOTHER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Walter!  Turn off our light and go to bed.

Freeze frame!  

INT.  WALTERíS BEDROOM  --  NIGHT

Walter finishes writing, and puts down his pencil.

                                                            MOTHER
                                                   (off screen)
                                    You want to be well rested for the rally 
                                    tomorrow.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yes, Mom.

Walter sighs, and turns off the light.

INT.  BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS IN WALTERíS HOUSE  --  DAY

Itís the next morning.  There is a knock at the front door, and Walterís Mother goes to answer it.   Itís Mr. Tilsen.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Morning!  Iíve got my car parked out 
                                    front.  Is Walter ready?

Walterís Mother goes to the bottom of the stairs and shouts up to Walter.  

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Walter!

Walter skips down the stairs.  Heís wiling to be friendly to Mr. Tilsen to please his Mother.  He carries the pad of paper on which heís been writing his story.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Hi, Walter.  Whatíve you got there?

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Walter, youíre not bringing that story to 
                                    the rally, are you?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yes.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    You can write your story anytime.  Why 
                                    donít you just try to enjoy yourself at the 
                                    rally today?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I can do both.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    All right.  I wonít argue with you.  Letís 
                                    go.

They all leave the house.

INT.  INSIDE MR. TILSEN'S CAR  --  DAY

Mr. Tilsen is in the driverís seat of his car.  Walterís Mother is seated next to him.  Walter is in the back seat.  They are driving to the rally.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Did you hear about that general saying we 
                                    shouldnít keep all those Japs in the camps 
                                    out West?  Heís even got this special 
                                    regimental combat team of Jap soldiers 
                                    from the U.S. to fight in Europe.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I think thatís fine.  Thereís no reason for us 
                                    to imprison American citizens, just because 
                                    they came from Japan, or their ancestors did.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    We had to do something after Pearl 
                                    Harbor!  Those camps are good for moral, 
                                    just like this rally weíre going to.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Why is it good for moral to imprison innocent 
                                    people?

                                                            TILSEN
                                    You canít win a war thinking about innocent 
                                    victims; sometimes youíve got to hurt the 
                                    innocent along with the guilty.  If you donít, 
                                    weíll all be saying, ďHeil Hitler!Ē before we 
                                    know it.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    There must be a better way.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    I wish there was.  Believe me, I wish there 
                                    was.

EXT.  THE PARK WHERE THE RALLY IS BEING HELD  --  DAY

Mr. Tilsenís car pulls into the parking lot of the park where the rally is being held.  He parks the car; then Walter, Walterís Mother and Mr. Tilsen get out.  CROWDS fill the park.  The rally is an enormous public picnic to raise money for various causes associated with our side in the war.  Banners and booths are everywhere.  Some of the booths are midway-type games with names like ďSLAP A JAPĒ and ďHIT THE HUNS.Ē  Amateur HAWKERS and PITCHMEN try to get people to spend a little money at their booths, proclaiming loudly that every penny goes to help the war effort.  Picnic tables are also set up for people who want to eat. 

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Shall we look around, or do either of you 
                                    have see anything youíd like to do first?

Walter shrugs his shoulders.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    I say letís look around.

They wander through the park.  Walterís Mother spots something going on at a stage.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Look, Walter, a show!  Letís go see what 
                                    theyíre doing.

EXT.  A STAGE AT THE PARK  --  DAY

Walter, Walterís Mother and Mr. Tilsen sit down on a bench among the audience in front of the stage.  On the stage, a MASTER OF CEREMONIES is speaking between the acts.

                                                            MASTER OF 
                                                            CEREMONIES
                                    Ö.  Remember, you can turn in your kitchen 
                                    fat at the booth over at the opposite end of 
                                    the fairground.  All the kitchen fat we collect 
                                    goes to make nitroglycerin to win the war.  
                                   
And now, we have a real treat for you, a little 
                                    number from the kids at Christopher Columbus 
                                    High School.  Take it away, kids!

The Master of Ceremonies steps to the said of the stage as half a dozen HIGH SCHOOL KIDS come onto the stage and perform an authentic World War II propaganda son, such as ďDer Fuhrerís Face,Ē or ďAny Bonds Today?Ē or ďPraise The Lord And Pass The Ammunition.Ē  After the number, the audience applauds enthusiastically.  Walterís friend Izzy comes up behind him, taps Walter on the shoulder, and motions for him to come with him.  Walter asks his Mother if it is okay.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Can I go with Izzy?

                                                            MOTHER
                                    All right, if you meet us back at the picnic 
                                    tables in half an hour, okay?

Walter nods and goes off with Izzy.  They walk through the park.

                                                            IZZY
                                    You been here long?

                                                            WALTER
                                    No.  We just got here.  What about you?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Almost half an hour.

                                                            WALTER
                                    What do you think of all this?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Itís about what I expected.  Some of the 
                                    food looks good.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Does it seem strange to you to hold a 
                                    carnival for the war effort, when soldiers 
                                    are dying?

                                                            IZZY
                                    I guess anything we do to help win the war 
                                    is okay, as long as we donít commit atrocities 
                                    or anything like that.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Atrocities????

                                                            IZZY
                                    You know!  War crimes!  Bombing civilians 
                                    and stuff like that.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Weíd never do that!

                                                            IZZY
                                    I guess not.  But guys like Jimmy Thompson 
                                    are soldiersÖ..

                                                            WALTER
                                    Heís just a kid!

                                                            IZZY
                                    What is it you donít like about the rally?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I donít know.  It just doesnít seem right that 
                                    people are trying to have fun.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Itís no worse than the comic books we read, 
                                    or that story youíre writing.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Maybe thatís wrong too.

Walter looks around at the festivities.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Mr. Tilsen says itís good for morale. 

                                                            IZZY
                                    Heís right.

They are silent for a moment.

                                                            IZZY
                                    You know, Iíve got relatives in France.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Youíre French??????

                                                            IZZY
                                                    (sarcastic)
                                    Yeah, we only pretend to be Jewish because 
                                    we like gefilte fish so much.

Izzy turns serious.

                                                            IZZY
                                    We have relatives all over Europe before 
                                    the war started.  My Dad said our relatives 
                                    who were in the countries the Nazis took 
                                    over were sent to slave labor camps.  The 
                                    Nazis hate the Jews; they really hate us.  
                                   
Anyway, we donít know for sure whatís 
                                    happened to them.  We probably wonít 
                                    know until the warís over.  Iím not 
                                    saying that any of this is as bad for me as 
                                    what happened to you with your dad, but 
                                    what I mean is, the warís hurt lots of people, 
                                    but we canít get too down in the dumps 
                                    about it, or weíll never win.  So we have 
                                    carnivals and movies and comic books.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I guess so.

                                                            IZZY
                                    You want to be my partner in the three-legged 
                                    race

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iím not much good at races.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Neither am I, but my parents say Iíve got to 
                                    enter at least one contest.

                                                            WALTER
                                    How come?

                                                            IZZY
                                    I think itís cause they hate me.  Which I can 
                                    understand.  It must be rough having a genius 
                                    for a son.  I told them I was bound to come 
                                    in last, and they say even if I lose, itís okay 
                                    because losing teaches humility.  I think theyíve 
                                    got humility mixed up with humiliation, but 
                                    theyíre my parents, so Iíve got to do what 
                                    they say, at least some of the time.  So, you 
                                    want to team up with me?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Okay.  I sort of promised my Mom Iíd get 
                                    in an event.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Good.  You can give her a chance to be 
                                    proud of you being humiliated too.

They shake hands.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Well, teammate, you want to get something 
                                    to eat?

Theyíve arrived at the picnic tables.  Walter sits down and starts writing his story.

                                                            WALTER
                                    No thanks.  I just had an idea for my story.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Okay.  Iíll go sign us up for the race.  Then 
                                    Iíll bring back some food.  You can have 
                                    some, if you change your mind.

Izzy goes off.  Walter writes.

EXT.  INSERT:  AN ANIMATED MAP OF EUROPE  --  DAY

We see a map of Europe, charting the course of the rocket jet as it takes the American Son to Berlin.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    On the rocket sped, streaking across 
                                    occupied France and into the heart of Nazi 
                                    Germany.  It was late evening when it landed, 
                                    and the American Son decided to wait for 
                                    darkness before entering the German capitol.

EXT.  THE GERMAN COUNTRYSIDE  -- NIGHT

Walter walks away from the rock of the rocket jet, where it crashed in the countryside outside of Berlin.

EXT.  A STREET IN BERLIN   --  NIGHT

The American Son sneaks into a comic book version of a German city, filled with beer gardens and Teutonic architecture.  Itís rendered sinister by the huge Nazi flags and the STORM TROOPERS in black leather uniforms who patrol the streets.  The American Son slips into the shadows as he hears the Storm Troopers marching by.  They march up to a building, and an S.S. OFFICER knocks on the door.  A NAZI SOLDIER opens the door.  They speak in German, which is translated in subtitles.

                                                            S.S. OFFICER
                                                    (in German)
                                    Iím here for the prisoner.

                                                            NAZI SOLDIER
                                                    (in German)
                                    He will be brought out to you.

The Nazi soldier steps back into the building to give some orders, and then he steps out again.

                                                            S.S. OFFICER
                                                    (in German)
                                    Did our spies have any trouble getting him 
                                    out of America?

                                                            NAZI SOLDIER
                                                    (in German)
                                    None.

                                                            S.S. SOLDIER
                                                    (in German)
                                    Good.  Has he been tortured yet?

                                                            NAZI SOLDIER
                                                    (in German)
                                    Not yet.

Several armed NAZI SOLDIERS bring Izzy out of the building.  The S.S. Officer speaks to Izzy in English.

                                                            S.S. OFFICER
                                    Welcome to Germany.  You will be honored 
                                    to learn that our Fuhrer Adolf Hitler wishes 
                                    to speak with you personally.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Couldnít he have just phoned?

                                                            S.S. OFFICER
                                    We will take you to the Fuehrer at this 
                                    mountain retreat in Berchtesgaden.  You will 
                                    tell him everything you know about Walter 
                                    Jackson.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Walter?  Whatís so special about Walter?  
                                   
Heís a good kid, with a terrific comic book 
                                    collection.  If Adolf wants to borrow any 
                                    back issues, Walterís your man.

                                                            S.S. OFFICER
                                    Listen to me, JewÖ  I would not advise you 
                                    to take this tone with the Fuhrer.  You will 
                                    tell him everything he needs to know.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Should I start with the alphabet or the 
                                    multiplication tales?

The S.S. Officer slaps Izzy.

                                                            S.S. OFFICER
                                    You will tell him about the American Son.  
                                   
Oh yes, we know the American Son is really 
                                    your friend Walter Jackson.

This news amazes Izzy.

                                                            IZZY
                                    He is????

                                                            S.S. OFFICER
                                    Not that it matters much, anymore.  You 
                                    see, a German agent has infiltrated your army.  
                                   
He was given orders to steal the ring that gives 
                                    your friend his powers.  Iím sure this agent will 
                                    be arriving in Berlin, with this agent, at any 
                                    moment.

Someone taps the S.S. Officer on the shoulder, who turns to see who it is.  Itís the American Son.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Surprise!

Walter slugs the S.S. Officer, then picks him up and throws him against the other Storm Troopers.  Then Walter is in their midst, punching left and right.  The Nazis canít fire their guns for fear of hitting each other.  Izzy manages to grab a rifle from a fallen Nazi, and he uses it as a club to knock several Nazis senseless.  One Nazi cries out for help.

                                                            NAZI
                                                    (in German)
                                    Help!  Help!   It is the American Son!

Izzy silences the Nazi soldier by hitting him with the rifle butt, but we hear the SOUND OF MORE NAZIS COMING.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Come one!  Letís get out of here!

Walter and Izzy race off into the shadows.

EXT.  ANOTHER STREET IN BERLIN  --  NIGHT

Walter and Izzy hide in the shadows.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Walter?  Is that you?

Walter nods.

                                                            IZZY
                                    They werenít kidding!  You really are the 
                                    American Son!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Youíre surprised?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Itís quite an achievement for a kid whoís 
                                    always chosen last for dodge ball.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iím only chosen last because you refuse to 
                                    play at all.

                                                            IZZY
                                    True.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Anyway, what are you doing here in 
                                    Germany?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Beats me.  Mr. Tilsen asked me if I wanted to 
                                    see his other store.  I didnít know he meant 
                                    the branch in Berlin.  He tied me up, forced 
                                    me on to a plane, and here I am.

                                                            WALTER
                                    That must have been right before he tried to 
                                    blow me up.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Howíd you get here?

                                                            WALTER
                                    A new Army rocket jet.  Unfortunately, it 
                                    crashed on arrival.  I have no way of getting 
                                    us home.  Weíre trapped in Nazi Germany.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Boy, this is worse than dodge ball.

Reality again interrupts.  Izzy comes back to the picnic table to interrupt Walterís writing.

                                                            IZZY
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Howís the story coming?

Freeze frame!

EXT.  THE PICNIC TABLES --  DAY

Izzy comes over to Walter, who has just stopped writing.  Izzy brings a tray full of whatever food was not then subject to rationing.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Huh?

                                                            IZZY
                                    I said howís your story coming?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I think I made a mistake.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Yeah?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I  stuck in a character based on you, but 
                                    I canít imagine you not telling jokes.

                                                            IZZY
                                    So?  Heroes always have funny sidekicks.

                                                            WALTER
                                    It isnít working out right.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Then kill me off.  The funny sidekick shows 
                                    unexpected courage as he nobly sacrifices 
                                    his life so that the hero can triumph.  His 
                                    bravery inspires the Allied troops on to 
                                    new heights of glory!

                                                            WALTER
                                    I canít kill you.  Youíre my best friend!

                                                            IZZY
                                    Then just have me bet captured.  You want 
                                    any of this?

Izzy gestures to the food. 

                                                            WALTER
                                    Thanks.

Walter takes something to eat.  Then he continues  writing his story.

EXT.  A SHADOWY STREET IN BERLIN  --  NIGHT

We go back to Walterís story, with Walter and Izzy hiding in the shadows of Berlin.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    Walter took out a map of Germany he 
                                    had found in the rocket jet.  He began to 
                                    study it carefully.

Walter takes a map out of his pocket and studies it.

                                                            IZZY
                                    So, American Son, what are you going to 
                                    do now?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I donít know about you, but Iím going to 
                                    Berchtesgaden.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Berchtesgaden?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Yeah.  I think itís time I had a little talk 
                                    with Adolf Hitler!

EXT.  A COUNTRY ROAD IN GERMANY  --  NIGHT

The American Son and Izzy are walking down a moonlit country road in Germany.  Izzy is exhausted, but Walter, thanks to his ring, is not tired at all.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    And so The American Son and his friend 
                                    Izzy Bernstein marched on through the 
                                    night, on to Hitlerís mountain retreat in 
                                    Berchtesgaden.

                                                            IZZY
                                    How about giving me a turn with that ring?  
                                   
I canít walk another step!

Walter spots something and points.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Look!

                                                            IZZY
                                    What?

                                                            WALTER
                                    A Nazi supply train heading south!  If we 
                                    can catch it, we wonít need to walk 
                                    anymore!  Come on!

Walter grabs Izzyís hand and runs at an incredible speed after the train, dragging Izzy behind him.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Wait!  Stop!  Walter!  No!!!!

EXT.  ALONGSIDE THE SPEEDING TRAIN  --  NIGHT

Amazingly,  Walter and Izzy catch up to the Nazi supply train.  Itís obvious that Izzy isnít going to be able to get aboard the train himself, so Walter picks him up and hurls him (screaming) through the open door of a freight car, and then Walter leaps in after him.

INT.  INSIDE THE FREIGHT CAR  --  NIGHT

Walter looks around the crowded car for Izzy and canít find him.  Izzy GROANS, and Walter locates him under a spilled pile of crates of combat rifles.  Walter digs Izzy out from under the rifles.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Okay, how about giving me the ring now?

                                                            WALTER
                                    You donít need it anymore.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Yes I do.

                                                            WALTER
                                    How come?

                                                            IZZY
                                    I want to kill you.

                                                            WALTER
                                   Aw, quit kidding!

Izzy, in pain, gives Walter a dirty look, then settles down to get some sleep.  Walter looks at the dozens of spilled rifles scattered on the floor of the freight car.  He settles down on the floor.  The rhythm of the train is peaceful, but Walter us troubled, and canít sleep.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Izzy?

                                                            IZZY

                                    What?

                                                            WALTER
                                    What do you think all these guns are for?

                                                            IZZY
                                    To shoot people.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Americans?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Americans, British, Russians, French, Czechs, 
                                    Poles, Dutch, and anyone else who doesnít
                                    like the Nazis, including some Germans.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Thatís a lot of people.

                                                            IZZY
                                    I think itís safe to say the Nazis arenít about 
                                    to win any world popularity contests.  Invading 
                                    neighboring countries and bombing the civilians 
                                    isnít the best way to win friends.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Why do you think they do it?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Who knows?  There are a lot of rotten people 
                                    in the world, Walter.  Now let me go to sleep.

Walter silently stares at the rifles.  Izzy drifts off to sleep.

EXT.  THE TRAIN  --  NIGHT

The train speeds through the German countryside.  Finally, dawn breaks.

INT.  INSIDE THE FREIGHT CAR  --  DAWN

Walter has bent the barrel of every rifle in the freight car.  He looks out the open door of the compartment, checks his map, and realizes that they are nearing Berchtesgaden.  He shakes Izzy awake.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Izzy!  Wake up!  Itís time to go!

EXT.  ALONGSIDE THE TRAIN  --  DAWN

Itís dawn.  The train slows up as it approaches a station.  Walter and Izzy hop off and run.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    Early the next morning, as the train 
                                    approached a station near Berchtesgaden, 
                                    Izzy and Walter hopped off.  Soon the 
                                    American Son would arrive at the scene of  
                                    his ultimate confrontation with the archfiend 
                                    of Nazi evil, Adolf Hitler.

EXT.  A COUNTRY ROAD IN SOUTHERN GERMANY  --  DAWN

Walter and Izzy trudge down a road.  Suddenly Walter spots their destination up ahead.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Look, Izzy!  There it is!  Berchtesgaden!!!

EXT.  BERCHTESGADEN  --  DAWN

We see, from the point of view of The American Son, what Walter imagines Berchtesgaden must look like, which is like a comic book version of Draculaís castle (i.e., an evil-looking castle nestled on a craggy, desolate mountain.

EXT.  COUNTRY ROAD IN SOUTHERN GERMANY  --  DAWN

Walter and Izzy look up at Berchtesgaden.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Itís pretty early in the morning, but there 
                                    are probably some guards on watch.  Weíd 
                                    better leave this road if we want to avoid 
                                    them.  Come on!  Letís climb up this 
                                    mountain!

                                                            IZZY
                                    Climb up the mountain???  I think I liked 
                                    you better before you became a superhero.

They begin their climb up the mountain to the castle at the top.

EXT.  OUTSIDE THE CASTLE  --  DAY

Walter and Izzy arrive at the top of the mountain.  Theyíre creeping up behind some bushes toward the entrance to the castle, when they spot some GUARDS.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Uh-oh.  Guards!

                                                            IZZY
                                    Why donít I distract them, and you go 
                                    sneak in behind them?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Are you kidding?  Do you know what theyíll 
                                    do to you?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Will they pick me up and throw me headfirst 
                                    into a speeding train?

                                                            WALTER
                                    NoÖ.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Then Iíll take my chances.

Izzy starts to head toward the guards.  Walter tries to stop him.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Wait!  You take the ring and Iíll distract 
                                    them!

Izzy refuses to take the ring.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Youíll distract them?  What are you going 
                                    to do, --  sit down and write a story for 
                                    them to read?  Listen, I know distracting.  
                                   
Iíll go out there, do a little song and dance, 
                                    tell a few jokes, and those guards will be 
                                    so distracted, General Patton could lead 
                                    an entire army past them!

                                                            WALTER
                                    You wanted the ring!  Come on!  Take it!

But instead of taking the ring, Izzy marches out of the pushes, singing a popular song of the summer of 1943.

                                                            FIRST GUARD
                                                    (in German)
                                    Halt!  What are you doing here?

Izzy finishes the song.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Thank you!  Thank you!  Iíve been sent 
                                    over here by the USO to entertain the 
                                    American Troops, but it looks like I got here 
                                    a little early, so while weíre all waiting, why 
                                    donít I perform another numberÖ

                                                            FIRST GUARD
                                                    (in German)
                                    Identify yourself!

                                                            SECOND GUARD
                                                    (in German)
                                    He sounds American!

Izzy sings another song, substituting lyrics that advise Walter to hurry up and sneak into the castle.  As an example of what Izzy could sing, Iíve chosen the song ďOVER THERE,Ē Ė but if the rights to that song are not easily obtainable, another song can be substituted.

                                                            IZZY
                                                    (singing)
                                    Over there!  Over there!
                                    Do not wait!
                                    Go through the gate!
                                    If you dare!

                                                            FIRST GUARD
                                                    (in German)
                                    Stop singing!

                                                            IZZY
                                                    (singing)
                                    ĎCause Iím really cookiní.
                                    And these guards are took-in.
                                    So they wonít be lookiní
                                    You know where!

                                                            SECOND GUARD
                                                    (in German)
                                    He is crazy!

Walter decides there is nothing he can do to rescue Izzy, and his friendís sacrifice should not be in vain, so while Izzy is singing, Walter sneaks behind the guards into the castle.

                                                            IZZY
                                                    (singing)
                                    So go there!
                                    In Hitlerís lair!
                                    Go and race
                                    To punch his face
                                    And pull his hair!
                                    Go with pride now!
                                    Go inside now!

INT.  INSIDE THE FRONT GATE TO THE CASTLE  --  DAY

Walter sneaks in.  We can hear Izzy finishing his song outside.

                                                            IZZY
                                                    (off screen, singing)
                                    And do not look back,
                                    Since you made it over there!

                                                            FIRST GUARD
                                                    (off screen, in German)
                                    You need to be taught a lesson, American!

We hear the SOUNDS OF THE GUARDS ROUGHING IZZY UP AND TAKING HIM PRISONER.  Walter hides in the shadows, inside the castle, as the Guards drag Izzy into the interior of the castle.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    Walter would have liked to rescue his friend, 
                                    but he knew it was more important to find 
                                    and defeat Adolf Hitler!

INT.  STAIRWELL  --  DAY

The American Son searches the castle.  He walks up a drafty, dark staircase in the castle at Berchtesgaden, until he comes at last to a hideous torture chamber.  From the shadows, he peers into the torture chamber.

INT.  TORTURE CHAMBER  --  DAY

From Walterís point of view, we see the torture chamber at Berchtesgaden.  Kathy, who has been kidnapped and brought to Germany, is being stretched on a rack.  Around her stand GOEBBELS, GORING and HIMMLER.  Goebbels is a nasty, quick-thinking, crafty, little rat of a man.  Goring is a fat, proud and ostentatious villain.  Himmler is a sadistic coward.  The three Nazis have  been trying to make Kathy tell them what she knows about the American Son.

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                                    (in German)
                                    This is getting us nowhere, Reichsmarschall 
                                    GoringÖ.

Goring, speaking in English, interrupts Goebbels.

                                                            GORING
                                    English!  Let us speak in English, in honor of 
                                    our lovely guest.

From now on, the Nazis speak in English.

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    But we have been questioning her all night 
                                    long, and she has told us nothing!

                                                            GORING
                                    She just needs a little more persuasion, Herr 
                                    Deputy Goebbels.  She will come around.

                                                            HIMMLER
                                    After all, she is bred of good German stock.

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    It is precisely her good German stock, Herr 
                                    Himmler, that enables her to withstand our 
                                    torture.

                                                            HIMMLER
                                    And it is why we must win her away from 
                                    those mongrel-raced Americans she wastes 
                                    her loyalty on, like this so-called American 
                                    Son!  There are so many nice, pure-blooded 
                                    German boys who would love to have a 
                                    pretty young German girl like this to be their 
                                    girlfriend.

                                                            GORING
                                    You hear that, Fraulein Wagner.  We all 
                                    think you are a fine young German girl.  So 
                                    why donít you tell us what you know about 
                                    the American war effort.

Kathy speaks, though it is very difficult for her because she is in great pain.

                                                            KATHY
                                    TheÖ.  AmericansÖ.  thinkÖ. 

                                                            GORING
                                    Yes?

                                                            KATHY
                                    They think you are a fat, stupid pig!  Ö..  
                                   
And they are right! 

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    Well, Herr Goring, it seems at least one of 
                                    our military secrets has gotten out after all.  

Goring glares at Goebbels.

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    Tighten the rack another notch, Herr 
                                    Himmler. 

Walter steps out from the shadows.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I wouldnít advise that, Nazi!

Goebbels, Goring and Himmler are shocked to see the American Son, but only Goebbels remains calm.

                                                            GORING
                                    Mein Gott!!!

                                                            HIMMLER
                                    Itís the American Son!

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    How interesting.  We have heard, of course, 
                                    of our arrival in Berlin, but we had not 
                                    expected you to reach Berchtesgaden until 
                                    tomorrow at the earliest. 

                                                            WALTER
                                    I hoped a train, Nazi.

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    Why donít you call me Joseph?  Although 
                                    our countries are at war, there is no need 
                                    for us to be ill mannered, I think. 

                                                            HIMMLER
                                    Donít anger him, Herr Goebbels!  You have 
                                    heard of his ring!!! 

                                                            GORING
                                                    (to Himmler)
                                    Shut up!

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (to Goebbels)
                                    Let the girl go, Nazi!

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    No, I do not think that would be advisable.

Walter advances on Goebbels in a very threatening manner.

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    But I will loosen this instrument just a bit 
                                    while we talk.

Goebbels eases the rack back a notch.

                                                            HIMMLER
                                    Let her go, before he kills us, please!

                                                            GORING
                                    Shut up, Himmler!

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    Yes, Himmler, do as Goring says.

                                                            WALTER
                                    We have nothing to talk about, Nazi!

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    But we do.  Your surrender, for example.  
                                   
In spite of that silly costume, you seem to 
                                    be a moderately intelligent child, so you must 
                                    realize how hopeless your situation is.  The 
                                    Third Reich will live for a thousand years, 
                                    whereas you will dieÖ. now!

During his speech, Goebbels walks around the torture chamber, subtly maneuvering Walter to a certain spot.  At the end of his speech, Goebbels suddenly pulls a hidden switch, and a trap door snaps open beneath Walterís feet!  He plummets down a ramp and the trap door snaps shut above him.

INT.  A WOLF PIT  --  DAY

Walter slides down a ramp into a pit of slavering wolves.  The pit is lit by flaming torches, which reflect in the eyes of the fearsome beasts.  Starring down the ravening wolves, Walter backs up against the iron-grilled door to the pit.  Using his incredible strength, Walter pulls the door out of the wall!  He gestures for the wolves to leave.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Go on!  Get out of here!  Youíre free!  Go!

The wolves race out of the pit to freedom.  One stops to lick Walterís face in appreciation.  Walter starts to clip up the ramp to the trap door.

INT.  TORTURE CHAMBER  --  DAY

Goebbels, Goring and Himmler have turned their attention back to Kathy, who is still tied to the rack.

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    Now, my dear, as I was saying before we 
                                    were interruptedÖ.

Walterís fists smash through the trap door.  He forces his way into the room.

                                                            HIMMLER
                                    I warned you!  I warned you!

Walter knocks Himmler unconscious with a single punch.

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    Amazing.  How did you escape from the 
                                    wolves?  Weíve been starving them for 
                                    days.  They should have torn you to pieces!

                                                            WALTER
                                    It was simple, Nazi!  I just gave them their 
                                    freedom, and they couldnít wait to get away 
                                    from you.  Freedom!  Itís something you never 
                                    would have thought of.

Walter advances on Goebbels, threateningly.

                                                            GOEBBELS
                                    I apologize for underestimating you.  Perhaps 
                                    we can negotiate a settlement after all.  Do 
                                    you have any terms you would like to offer? 

                                                            WALTER
                                    Just a left and a right!

Walter knocks Goebbels unconscious with two punches.  Then he turns on Goring.

                                                            GORING
                                    I warn you, I command the Luftwaffe, the 
                                    German Air Force!  If you hurt me, my 
                                    bombers will take their revenge on 
                                    American cities!

                                                            WALTER
                                    What to you say, Kathy?  Should I let this 
                                    guy scare me?

                                                            KATHY
                                    Hit him!  Hit him!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Sorry, Nazi, I canít turn down a ladyís 
                                    request!

Walter knocks Goring unconscious.  Then he frees Kathy from the rack.

                                                        KATHY
                                    They kidnapped me in the United StatesÖ. 
                                    brought me hereÖ.  tried to force me to 
                                    tell them about you, but I wouldnít talk!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Come on, Kathy, letís get out of here.  
                                   
Weíve got to find Hitler!  Do you know 
                                    where he is?

                                                            KATHY
                                    No, but I know where they keep the other 
                                    prisoners, upstairs in the tower.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I want to find Hitler!

                                                            KATHY
                                    Please, canít we free the prisoners first?  We 
                                    donít even know where Hitler is!

Walter looks into her eyes, and there is no way that he can say no to the girl he loves.

                                                            WALTER
                                    All right.  Lead the way.

Kathy leads Walter out of the torture chamber.

INT.  THE PRISON CELLS IN THE TOWER  --  DAY

Three STORM TROOPERS are patrolling the corridor in front of a dozen prison cells in a tower of the castle.  As one Storm Trooper reaches a corner of the corridor, Walter reaches from around the corner, grabs him, and knocks him unconscious.  Armed with the Storm Trooperís rifle, Walter jumps into the corridor and commands the Storm Troopers to drop their weapons.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Drop your guns!

The startled Storm Troopers drop their rifles.  Quickly, Walter spins his rifle around and knocks them unconscious with the rifle butt.  Kathy follows Walter into the corridor.  Walter begins tearing the cell doors loose.  The poor, wretched PRISONERS stream out of the cells.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Come on!  Go!  Get out of the castle quickly, 
                                    before the Storm Troopers find you!  

Suddenly Kathy sees something in one of the cells that horrifies her.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Oh!

Walter rushes over to the cell.  He looks in and sees a particularly badly beaten prisoner.  Walter recognizes the prisoner.  Itís his FATHER.  Walter is sorry that his Father is hurt, but heís overjoyed to see his Father is still alive.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Dad!!!

At this point, the voice of reality, in the person of Izzy, interrupts the story.

                                                            IZZY
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Walter!  Itís time for the three-legged race!  
                                   
You ready?

Freeze frame!

EXT.  THE PICNIC TABLE AT THE PARK  --  DAY

Walter stops writing and looks up from his story.  Izzy is there, along with Walterís Mother and Mr. Tilsen.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Izzy told us you were going to be in the 
                                    three-legged race with him.  Weíll cheer 
                                    you on.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Youíll show them, Walter.  I be you can 
                                    race like one of those comic book characters 
                                    if you try!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Mom, are you sure you want to watch this?

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Of course I am, honey.  I wouldnít miss it 
                                    for the world.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Come on.  Weíve got to go over to the track 
                                    and get our legs tied together.

Walter carefully sticks his story and pencil under the bench.  Izzy leads Walter over to the track area.  Walterís Mother and Mr. Tilsen follow.

EXT.  THE TRACK  --  DAY

Walter and Izzy join several other teams of BOYS who are tying their legs together for the three-legged race.  Izzy and Walter take several pieces of string from an OFFICIAL, and Izzy ties his right leg to Walterís left leg.  While this is going on a TRACK ANNOUNCER speaks to the CROWD that has gathered to view the race.

                                                            IZZY
                                    The whole purpose of a three-legged race 
                                    is for the participants to look stupid.  I figure 
                                    weíre winners already.

                                                            TRACK 
                                                            ANNOUNCER
                                   The next event, the three-legged race for boys 
                                    ages ten through twelve, will begin in three 
                                    minutes.  The entry fee of ten cents per team 
                                    goes directly to the war effort, so sign up now, 
                                    if you havenít already.  Letís all give our dimes 
                                    to run, and soon weíll have the Axis on the run!

                                                            IZZY
                                    Iíve already paid the entrance fee, so weíre set.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I owe you a nickel.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Forget it.  My Mom gave me a quarter to get 
                                    me to enter.

Walter and Izzy hobble up to the starting line.  Walterís Mother and Tilsen join the crowd to watch the race, along with Izzyís parents, Mrs. Bernstein and MR. BERNSTEIN, and Izzyís brother Danny.

                                                            WALTER
                                    You think weíve got a chance?

                                                            IZZY
                                    At what?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Winning!!!

                                                            IZZY
                                    I figure if everybody else in the race except 
                                    us suddenly has to go to the bathroom really 
                                    badly, we might somehow manage not to 
                                    come in dead last, if weíre lucky.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Come on, Izzy!  Maybe we can win if we 
                                    really try!

Izzy stares at Walter, as if Walter had just gone insane.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Great!  Iíve just tied my right leg to a lunatic!

                                                            TRACK 
                                                            ANNOUNCER
                                    Will all contestants please take their places at 
                                    the starting line.  The race is about to begin.

A hush falls over the crowd, except for Izzyís mother.

                                                            MRS. BERNSTEIN
                                    Go Izzy!

                                                            IZZY
                                                    (calling out to her)
                                    Thanks, Mom.  I didnít feel quite self-conscious 
                                    enough.

                                                            TRACK 
                                                            ANNOUNCER
                                    On your marks!  Get set!   Go!!!!

And the race is on!  Almost immediately, Walter and Izzy stumble.  They get up and manage a few steps, then they stumble again.  Theyíre soon far behind the other teams, and Izzy gives up and starts acting like the character in a thousand clichťd movies who is wounded and tells his friends to leave him behind.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Itís no use!  I canít make it!  Youíll just have 
                                    to go on without me!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Come on, Izzy!

                                                            IZZY
                                    You go on!  Iím done for.

Izzy does a comic death scene.  Walter frantically tries to get Izzy to continue the race.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Will you get up?

Izzy gets up, but tries to run in the wrong direction.

                                                            IZZY
                                    I want to go this way!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Izzy!!!

Walter  tries to keep running toward the finish line, while Izzy keeps trying to run in the opposite direction.  The spectators roar with laughter.  The other runners finish the race.  Walter sees everyone else has finished, and he gives up.  Izzy hops around for a  few more seconds, and then he and Walter stumble together off the track, as the Track Announcer announces the winners.

                                                            TRACK 
                                                            ANNOUNCER 
                                    And the winning team is Bobby Martins 
                                    and Jeffrey Dennison.

                                                            IZZY
                                    I guess this means we donít qualify for the 
                                    state championship.

Walter doesnít say anything.

                                                            IZZY
                                    You think my Mom is gonna want her 
                                    quarter back?

Walter refuses to talk to Izzy.  Walter unties his leg and goes over to him Mother and Mr. Tilsen.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Sorry, Mom.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Itís all right, Walter.  You did your best.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    That was a good try, Walter.  You keep 
                                    trying, and soon youíll be winning.

Izzyís parents and brother come up to him.

                                                            MRS. BERNSTEIN
                                    What did you think you were doing out 
                                    there?  How could you embarrass your poor 
                                    father like that?

Mr. Bernstein is clearly not embarrasses.  Heís used to this.

                                                            IZZY
                                    What can I say, Dad?  I guess Iím a 
                                    disgrace to the sport of three-legged 
                                    racing.

Mr. Bernstein makes a dismissive gesture.

                                                            MR. BERNSTEIN
                                    Ach!

                                                           MRS. BERNSTEIN
                                    I donít understand you!  Why canít you ever 
                                    behave like a normal child?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Sorry, Mom.  Iíll get a lobotomy first thing 
                                    Monday morning.

                                                            MRS. BERNSTEIN
                                    Always Mr. Wise Guy!

                                                            DANNY
                                    I guess itís up to me to uphold the family 
                                    honor, as usual.

We hear the Track Announcer shouting:

                                                            TRACK 
                                                            ANNOUNCER
                                                    (off camera)
                                    The three-legged race for boys thirteen to 
                                    fifteen will begin in just a few more minutes.  
                                   
Will the contestants please gather at the 
                                    starting center.

Danny heads over to the track, followed by Mr. Bernstein and Mrs. Bernstein.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Walter, may I speak to you?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Why?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Please.

                                                            WALTER
                                    What is it?

Izzy gestures for Walter to follow up so that they can speak privately.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Excuse me, Mom, Mr. Tilsen.

Walter and Izzy walk off to another part of the park.

EXT.  ANOTHER PART OF THE PARK  --  DAY

Walter and Izzy speak privately.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Iím sorry if I embarrassed you.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Everyone was laughing at us!  I wanted 
                                    to win!

                                                            IZZY
                                    Are you okay? 

                                                            WALTER
                                    No!  I wanted to win that race!

                                                            IZZY
                                    Iíd like to win the Kentucky Derby, but 
                                    Iím not a horse.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Whatís that supposed to mean?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Thereís no way we could have won that race.  
                                   
You know that Walter!

                                                            WALTER
                                    How do you know?  If weíd really, really 
                                    triedÖ

                                                            IZZY
                                    We would have really, really lost!

                                                            WALTER
                                    I wanted ....  Iíve never won a race in my life!

                                                            IZZY
                                    Thereís a reason for that.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Donít I deserve to win at least once?

                                                            IZZY
                                    If deserving to winÖ.  counted for anything, 
                                    weíd have won the war a long time ago,                                      and your dad would be home safe and sound.

Walter is getting very angry.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Donít say anything about my Dad!

Izzy facing Walter starts backing away from him quickly.  Walter walks faster to keep up.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Youíre too smart for this Walter.  You 
                                    know
youíre not an athlete.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Maybe thatís because Iíve been palling
                                    around with you too much!

Izzy speeds up.  Walter speeds up.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Walter, you wouldnít be an athlete if youíd 
                                    been palling around with Jessie Owens!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iím not a quitter, like you! 

Izzy starts running.  Without realizing what is happening, Walter chases after him, but Walter canít quite keep up.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Walter!

                                                            WALTER
                                    What!

                                                            IZZY
                                    You canít  keep up with me!  And Iím a 
                                    terrible  runner!

Izzy pulls way ahead of Walter.  Walter tries to catch up, but itís hopeless.  He stops running.  Izzy comes back to talk to him.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Iím sorry, Walter. 

                                                            WALTER
                                    Whyíd you do that?

                                                            IZZY
                                    Because if I canít be honest with you, I 
                                    canít be honest with anyone.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I donít understand.  Why did Mr. Tilsen say if 
                                    I kept trying, I could win? 

                                                            IZZY
                                    Adults like to see kids not giving up at something 
                                    thatís absolutely hopeless to begin with.  They 
                                    seem to think failure is good practice for being 
                                    a grown up.  

Izzy and Walter walk back to the picnic table where Walter left his story. 

EXT.  THE PICNIC TABLES  --  DAY

Walter and Izzy arrive back at the picnic tables.  Walter picks up his pad of paper and pencil from under the bench where he left them.  Walter and Izzy sit down.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Howís your story coming along?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I donít know.  Itís sort of stupid.  Maybe 
                                    Iíll quit.

                                                            IZZY
                                    I doubt that.  Every story youíve ever shown 
                                    me has been really good.

                                                            WALTER
                                    This one isnít to show.  Itís just for me.

                                                            IZZY
                                    You should finish it anyway.

Walter picks up his pencil and stares at the pad of paper, but he is unable to write.  He puts down the pencil and reads through the last scene he wrote.

INT.   THE PRISON CELLS IN THE TOWER  --  DAY

We are back in Walterís story, replaying the last scene.  Walter is freeing some prisoners from their cells in the tower of Hitlerís castle at Berchtesgaden.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    Kathy Wagner led the American Son up to 
                                    the prison cells in the tower at Berchtesgaden, 
                                    where he began to free the captives.

Walter tears the cell doors loose.  The poor, wretched prisoners stream out of the cells.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Come on!  Go!  Get out of the castle quickly, 
                                    before the Storm Troopers find you!

Suddenly Kathy sees something in one of the cells that horrifies her.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Oh!

Walter rushes over to the cell.  He looks in and sees someone who sort of resembles his Father, but everything is slightly blurred and out of focus.  At this point, the scene becomes slightly different from the first time we saw it.  Walter is more disturbed at the sight of the man who looks like his Father.  Heís frightened that it will turn out to be another disappointment.

                                                            WALTER
                                                (tentative, frightened)
                                   Dad?

EXT.  THE PICNIC TABLES  --  DAY

Walter picks up the pencil again, tries to write, but is unable to continue.  He slaps the pencil down hard on the picnic table, and reads again.

INT.  THE PRISON CELLS  --  DAY

The same scene is acted out again, except that Walter is even more disturbed.  The scene begins just as Walter has freed the prisoners.  Kathy sees something that horrifies her.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Oh!

Walter rushes over to the cell.  He looks in and sees a blurry vision of his Father, but the image is fading.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (with building desperation)
                                    Dad?  Ö.  Dad!!!

But the prison cell is empty.

EXT.  THE PICNIC TABLES  --  DAY

Walter puts down the story, and looks over at Izzy.  A change has come over Walter.  

                                                            WALTER
                                    You donít think my Dadís coming back, 
                                    do you?

                                                            IZZY
                                                    (sympathetically)
                                    Itís possible.  But I wouldnít count on it.

                                                            WALTER
                                    I wonít.

Walter takes up the page he had been writing on, tears it off the pad, tears it up, crumples up the pieces, and puts it in a trash can next to the bench.  He starts writing again on a new page.

INT.  THE PRISON CELLS  --  DAY

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    Kathy Wagner led the American Son up to 
                                    the prison cells in the tower at Berchtesgaden, 
                                    where he began to free the captives.

Walter tears the cell doors loose.  The poor, wretched prisoners stream out of their cells.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Come on!  Go!  Get out of the castle quickly, 
                                    before the Storm Troopers find you!

Suddenly Kathy sees something in one of the cells that horrifies her.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Oh no!  I know this boy.  He was in my class 
                                    at school, in America!

Walter rushes over to the cell.  He looks in and sees Izzy, crumpled, bruised and bleeding.  Heís only been a prisoner of the Nazis for less  than an hour, but theyíve used that time to torture him horribly.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Hold on, Izzy.  Iíll get you out of there.

The American Son tears the cell door loose.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Forget me.  I canít move.  It hurts too much.

Walter enters the cell.  He takes off the ring, and offers it to Izzy.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Here.  Put on the ring.  Itíll heal you.

Someone steps out of the shadows from behind Walter and reaches down and grabs the ring.  Itís ADOLF HITLER!!!

                                                            HITLER
                                    I will take that, thank you!

Walter turns, horrified, and sees Hitler put on the ring.

                                                            HITLER
                                    A perfect fit.  Now I think you must be 
                                    taught a lesson.

Hitler picks up Walter with one hand and hurls him out of the cell and across the corridor.   Walter slams through a door into a large conference room.  The effect is horribly violent.  Kathy screams.

INT.  THE LARGE CONFERENCE ROOM   --  DAY

Hitler follows Walter into the conference room, and Kathy fearfully follows them both,  watching with horror.

                                                            HITLER
                                    This ring was destined to be mine.  It was 
                                    inevitable that it would come to the man 
                                    who was born to rule the world.

Walter tries to crawl away.  Hitler strides across the room and picks Walter up again.

                                                            HITLER
                                    I am disgusted that you ever had my ring on 
                                    your finger.  You are unfit to touch it!  You 
                                    proved your unworthiness when you removed 
                                    it for your friend, the Jew.  For that alone 
                                    you should pay with your life!

Hitler punches Walter.  Walter is become a bruised, bloody mess.

                                                            HITLER
                                    And for your impudence in trying to make 
                                    this beautiful German girl care for you.

Hitler drops Walter and seizes Kathy, who screams.  Walter tries to pull her away from Hitler, and Hitler kicks him across the room.

                                                            HITLER
                                    So pretty.   So very pretty!  Such a 
                                    beautiful little German girl must not be 
                                    wasted on inferior races.

Hitler kisses her full on the lips, and then lets her fall to the floor.  He resumes beating up Walter.

                                                            HITLER
                                    This ring was made to be worn by a leader, 
                                    a man of power.  You Americans know 
                                    nothing of leaders.  How could you?  
                                   
Democracies are run by weaklings who have 
                                    to follow the wishes of little people.  ďPlease, 
                                    voters, may I please do this?  Please, voters, 
                                    would you mind if I did that?Ē  A leader must 
                                    tell his people what to do!  Soon I will tell the 
                                    entire world what to do!  The democracies 
                                    cannot stop me any more than you could!

Walter is barely conscious, barely alive.  Hitler drops him to the floor.  Hitler opens a huge door to a small landing field on the roof of his castle.  On the landing field is a small airplane with a large bomb attached.  Hitler looks proudly at the plane, and then turns back to look at Walter.  The camera stays close on Hitler.

                                                            HITLER
                                    Every day our factories produce more 
                                    bombers.  This one can fly all the way to 
                                    London, but soon we will have a bomber 
                                    that can make the flight to America.  It will 
                                    make the Japanese raid on Pearl Harbor 
                                    look like a friendly little social call.

Hitler turns away from Walter and crosses the room and steps out onto a balcony that overlooks the countryside far below.  There is a chair on the balcony.

                                                            HITLER
                                    Some of my enemies have claimed I will 
                                    destroy the world!  I will save the world!  
                                   
It can only be saved by the strong being 
                                    strong, and taking what is rightfully theirs.  
                                   
The weak shall be slaves, or they shall die.

Reality intrudes again.  Walter hears a harsh voice at the rally.  Itís Jimmy Thompson. 

                                                            JIMMY
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Hey!  What do you think youíre doing here?

Freeze frame!

EXT.  THE AREA AROUND THE PICNIC TABLES  --  DAY

Walter looks up from his writing.  Jimmy Thompson has spotted Mr. and Mrs. Wagner and their daughter Kathy at the rally.  He is outraged that Germans would attend an American war rally.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    I said, what do you think youíre doing here?

Mr. Wagner attempt to answer Jimmy with dignity.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    We came for the same reason you did, to help 
                                    the war effort.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    Whose?  Americaís or Germanyís?

A small crowd starts to gather.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    Young man, your manners are atrocious.

Mrs. Wagner is worried about the crowd.  She pulls on her husbandís arm.

                                                            MRS. WAGNER
                                    Letís go home, Eric.  Maybe we shouldnít 
                                    be here.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    Why not?  We love America, just as much 
                                    as these people do.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    Yeah.  I just bet you love America.  You 
                                    love it so much youíd like to hand it over 
                                    to your Fuhrer, wouldnít you?

                                                            KATHY
                                    Shut up!

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    Ignore him, Kathy.  If he had been born in 
                                    Germany, he would have been among the 
                                    first to follow Hitler.

Jimmyís father, MR. THOMPSON, steps out of the crowd.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    You take that back.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                                    (to his family, ignoring Jimmy)
                                    Letís get something to eat.

                                                            MR. THOMPSON
                                    Hey, Mister, I donít like what you just said 
                                    about my son!

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    I wouldnít have had to say anything if you 
                                    had taught him some manners.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    Heís a Kraut, Dad.

                                                            MR. THOMPSON
                                    I think you and your family better leave.

The crowd is getting larger.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    This is ridiculous.  We are American citizens.

                                                            MRS. WAGNER
                                    Itís not worth it, Eric.  Letís go.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    No!  We left Germany because of such 
                                    people.  We donít have to leave here!

                                                            MR. THOMPSON
                                    Whatís that supposed to mean?  Are you 
                                    comparing me to Hitler?

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    Please.  I donít wish to fight with you.

                                                            MR. THOMPSON
                                                    (sarcastically)
                                    Of course you donít.  Germanís never pick 
                                    fights, do they?

Walter has to do something.  He forces himself in between the Thompsons and the Wagners.  He faces the Thompsons.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Stop it!  What are you doing?

                                                            MR. THOMPSON
                                    Stay out of this, kid.

                                                            WALTER
                                    But these people arenít Nazis!

                                                            MR. THOMPSON
                                    I fought in the First World War.  The enemy 
                                    I was fighting then werenít Nazis either, but 
                                    they sure as hell were Germans.

Some people in the crowd agree with Mr. Thompson.

                                                            MAN IN THE CROWD
                                    Heís right!  I lost a brother in that war.

                                                            ANOTHER MAN
                                    Weíve got camps for Japs!  Maybe we need 
                                    a few camps for Germans!

                                                            THIRD MAN
                                    Hey, the Germans arenít as bad as the Japs!  
                                   
At least the Germans are white!

                                                            WALTER
                                    Stop it!  Weíre not supposed to be like this!  
                                   
Weíre Americans!  We judge people by what 
                                    they do, not where they come from!

                                                            FIRST MAN
                                    This is war, son.  Itís different.

                                                            MR. THOMPSON
                                    Youíre too young to understand.

                                                            WALTER
                                    No!  Thereís no reason to hurt people who 
                                    havenít done anything wrong!

                                                            JIMMY
                                    Nothing wrong!  They killed your father!  Isnít 
                                    that enough for you?

Walter is furious.  He tries to take a punch at Jimmy, who easily dodges and punches Walter back.  Walter sinks to his knees.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    You little Kraut-lover!

Walter tries to get up, but Jimmy knocks him down again.  Jimmy waits for Walter to get up so he can knock him down a third time, but Izzyís brother Danny steps in and places his hand firmly on Jimmyís shoulder.

                                                            DANNY
                                    Leave him alone, Jimmy.  The kidís right.

                                                            JIMMY
                                    What???

                                                            DANNY
                                    I said the kidís right!  That family didnít do 
                                    anything wrong.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    Never mind.  Weíll go home.  We didnít 
                                    want people to fight over us.

Walter, still on his knees, doesnít want the Wagners to leave.

                                                            WALTER
                                    No!  Itís not right!

But the Wagners have gone.

                                                            WALTER
                                    That wasnít fair.

Danny leads Jimmy away.  The crowd breaks up, as Walterís Mother and Mr. Tilsen arrive.  Izzy comes over beside Walter.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Walter!  What happened?  Are you all right?

                                                            IZZY
                                    You should have seen him, Mrs. Jackson.  
                                   
He stood up to Jimmy Thompson and a whole 
                                    crowd of people who wanted the Wagners 
                                    to leave the rally.

                                                            WALTER
                                    They forced them to go home, Mom.  It 
                                    wasnít fair.  Whyíd they do it?

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Itís what I was saying earlier to your 
                                    mother, Walter.  Thatís the way war has 
                                    to be.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Can we go home, please?

Walterís mother looks over at Mr. Tilsen for an answer, hoping he will agree to leave.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Sure.  Letís go.

EXT.  THE FRONT DOOR TO WALTERíS HOUSE  --  DAY

Walter, his Mother, and Mr. Tilsen arrive at the front door of Walterís house.  Walter carries his story with him.  Walterís Mother unlocks the front door.

                                                            MR. TILSEN
                                    Iím sorry about what happened, Mrs. 
                                    Jackson.   I guess your boy didnít have  
                                    a very good time.

                                                            WALTER
                                    It  wasnít your fault, Mr. Tilsen.  It was  
                                    nice of you to take us.

                                                            MR. TILSEN
                                    Maybe the three of us could get together 
                                    again some time.  I could give Walter some 
                                    tips on how to race.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I donít think Walterís ready for any more races 
                                    right now.

                                                            TILSEN
                                    Well, what about you and me?  Iíd like to see 
                                    you again, if thatís all right with you.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Iím very sorry, but Iím not ready for that. 
                                    wonít be for a long time.  But thank you for 
                                    thinking of us.

She offers her hand to Tilsen, and they shake hands.  Then Walter and his Mother go into their house, and she closes the door behind them.

INT.  WALTERíS LIVING ROOM  --  APPROACHING SUNSET

Walter and his Mother sit on a couch.   She starts sobbing.   Itís all too much for her.  Walter can only watch.   After a moment, she regains control.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Iím sorry, Walter.   Itís justÖ. sometimes 
                                    I donít understand why life is so hard. 
                                    try not to let it show, butÖ.  Iím sorry if I 
                                    frightened you.

                                                            WALTER
                                    You didnít frighten me.  I know itís hard. 

                                                            MOTHER
                                    You want to take a walk?

                                                            WALTER
                                    Okay.

EXT.  OUTSIDE WALTERíS HOUSE  --  JUST BEFORE SUNSET

Walter and his mother leave the house.  They start to walk slowly down the sidewalk.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    When your father enlisted, he told me the 
                                    war had to be won, even if it cost his life.   
                                   
He knew good people die in wars; he knew 
                                    it wasnít fair, and he didnít want to go, he 
                                    didnít want to kill people, but he had to do 
                                    it.   He had to.  It was the only decent thing 
                                    to do.  And he died for that, and we canít 
                                    pretend he didnít. 

                                                            WALTER
                                    I know, Mom.

EXT.  A RESIDENTIAL STREET   --  SUNSET

The sun is going down.  Walter and his Mother walk down a street, her arm resting on his shoulder.  The Wagner family and Izzy come around a corner.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    Mrs. Jackson, we were just coming to see 
                                    your son.  We didnít know the address, but 
                                    we ran into this young man who volunteered 
                                    to show us to your house.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Hi, Walter.

They all walk down the street together.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    Walter, I am sorry we didnít say anything 
                                    to you earlier, but we thought it best to leave 
                                    before anyone was hurt.  You have my familyís 
                                    sincere appreciation.  Your attitude was what 
                                    we hoped to find when we came to America.

                                                            MRS. WAGNER
                                                    (to Walterís Mother)
                                    You should be very proud of your son.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    I am.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Thank you, Walter.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Iím sorry you got treated like that.

They all walk on in silence for a moment, then Walter decides thereís something he has to say.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Kathy, would you like to go with me to 
                                    the rally tomorrow?

All the adults are astonished, but Kathy thinks it is a wonderful idea.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    I donít know if that is such a good ideaÖ.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Yes!  Iíd like to go with you.

                                                            MRS. WAGNER
                                    What if that boy makes trouble again?

                                                            WALTER
                                    It doesnít matter.  We canít let him push us 
                                    around.

                                                            IZZY
                                    Donít worry about Jimmy Thompson.  Iíll  
                                    get my brother to step in.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Would he do that for us?

                                                            IZZY
                                    If he doesnít, Iíll never help him with his 
                                    homework again.

Mr. and Mrs. Wagner still look concerned.

                                                            MOTHER
                                    Iíll watch out for the children.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Come to my house at noon.  Iíll be home 
                                    from church by then.

                                                            MR. WAGNER
                                    Thank you, all of you.  You are good people.

EXT.  WALTERíS HOUSE -  NIGHT

Walter and his Mother enter the house.  Lights go on in the living room.  A moment or two later, lights go on in Walterís bedroom.

INT.  WALTERíS BEDROOM  --  NIGHT

Walter lies on his bed.  After a moment he picks up a photograph of his father and looks at it sadly.  He looks at his story.  He has his pencil, bur rather than writing, he rereads the last scene.

INT.  LARGE CONFERENCE ROOM AT BERCHTESGADEN  --  DAY

We see the last scene again, but this time the camera stays on Walter instead of following Hitler.  Hitler, wearing the ring, has been beating up Walter.  Kathy watches, horrified.

                                                            HITLER
                                    Ö.  Soon I will tell the entire world what to 
                                    do!  The democracies cannot stop me any 
                                    more than you could!

Walter is barely conscious, barely alive.  Hitler drops him to the floor.  Hitler opens a huge door to a small landing field on the roof of his castle.  On the landing field is a small airplane with a large bomb attached.  Hitler looks proudly at the plane, and then turns back to look at Walter.  The camera stays close on Walter.  As Hitler speaks, Walter gathers up his strength.

                                                            HITLER
                                                    (off screen)
                                    Every day our factories produce more 
                                    bombers.  This one can fly all the way to 
                                    London, but soon we will have a bomber 
                                    that can make the flight to America.  It 
                                    will make the Japanese raid on Pearl 
                                    Harbor look like a friendly little social call.  

Hitler has turned away from Walter.  Although Walter is badly hurt, he forces himself to stand.  He nearly falls, but he forces himself to keep going.  As Hitler crosses the room and steps out onto a balcony that overlooks the countryside far below, Walter sneaks up on him.

                                                            HITLER
                                    Some of my enemies have claimed I will 
                                    destroy the world!  I will save the world!  
                                   
It can only be saved by the strong being 
                                    strong, and taking what is rightfully theirs.  
                                   
The weak shall be slaves, or they shall die.

With his last remaining strength, Walter runs at Hitler and pushes him of the balcony.  Hitler falls screaming.  Walter collapses, then he looks down.

EXT.  CASTLE WALL OF BERCHTESGADEN  --  DAY

Hitler clings to a gargoyle on the castle wall.  Then he digs his fingers into the mortar between the stones of the castle and begins to climb up the wall, like a spider.

                                                            HITLER
                                    You do not get rid of a master of the world 
                                    so easily, but I shall easily rid the world of 
                                    you and your little friends.

Hitler climbs up to the balcony.

INT.  THE BALCONY AT BERCHTESGADEN  --  DAY

As Hitler reaches up to grab the railing on the balcony with his right hand, Walter pulls the ring off of Hitlerís finger.  Hitler, panicking, grabs onto the balcony railing and holds on desperately.

                                                            HITLER
                                    No!  My ring!  Please.

Walter picks up the chair.  Even though he has not put the ring onto his own finger, his anger gives him strength.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Burn in hell!

Walter smashes the chair down hard onto Hitlerís head.  Hitler falls screaming to his death.  Walter puts on the ring. 

                                                            WALTER
                                    Come on, Kathy.  Letís get Izzy and get 
                                    out of here.

Walter rushes back to the prison cells to get Izzy.

INT.  THE PRISON CELLS  --  DAY

Walter picks up Izzy and carries him out to the conference room.

INT.  THE CONFERENCE ROOM  --  DAY

Walter carries Izzy though the conference room and out onto the landing field on top of Berchtesgaden.  Kathy follows him.

EXT.  THE LANDING FIELD  --  DAY

Walter opens the door of one of the planes.  He puts Izzy in, helps Kathy in, and then enters himself.

INT.  THE BOMBERíS COCKPIT  --  DAY

Walter looks at the controls, trying to figure out what to do.

                                                            KATHY
                                    Do you know how to fly a plane?

                                                            WALTER
                                    I think this is a good time to learn.

Walter tries some of the controls.  He starts the plane, and it speeds down the runway.  It takes off inches before it reaches the edge of the castle.

EXT.  ABOVE BERCHTESGADEN  --  DAY

The plane climbs into the sky.

INT.  THE BOMBERíS COCKPIT  --  DAY

Walter studies the instrument panel.  It has German writing on it.  Walter asks Kathy about the writing.

                                                            WALTER
                                    Can you read any of this?

Kathy points to the writing on one of the switches.

                                                            KATHY
                                    That says ďBomb Release.Ē

                                                            WALTER
                                    I was hoping youíd say that.

EXT.  BERCHTESGADEN  --  DAY

The plane soars directly over the castle, and Walter releases the bomb.  Berchtesgaden explodes into flame.

INT.  THE TORTURE CHAMBER  --  DAY

Goebbels, Goring and Himmler lie unconscious on the floor of the torture chamber.  Then, as Berchtesgaden explodes, the walls cave in on them.

EXT.  THE COURTYARD BELOW THE CASTLE  --  DAY

The corpse of Adolf Hitler lies where he fell to his death.  The walls of the castle fall on his body.

EXT.  THE SKIES OVER BERCHTESGADEN  --  DAY

The plane flies away.

                                                            WALTER
                                                    (voice over)
                                    And so, having ended the menace of the 
                                    Nazis for once and for all, the American 
                                    Son flew to England, and from there he 
                                    and his friends sailed home to America.  
                                   
The End.

INT.  WALTER'S BEDROOM  --  NIGHT

Walter rights ďTHE ENDĒ at  the end of his story, but he isnít satisfied.  He looks at the story for a moment.  Then he writes in large block letters:  ďTHIS STORY IS DEDICATED TO MY DAD.Ē  He puts the story down.  He feels slightly better.

                                                            FADE TO BLACK.

 

CREDITS.

   

THE END

 

This script is dedicated to the author's father.
Robert Roy Nathan

December 25, 1908 - September 4, 2001

 

 

© 2001 by Richard Nathan.  All rights reserved

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