Nine year old Butch's comic book and T.V. hero is coming to town. Is he real or just and advertising gimmick. Butch's childhood depends on the answer.
Type:
Feature
Status:
For sale
Page Count:
83pp
Genre:
Biography
Budget:
Independent
Age Rating:
Everyone
Synopsis/Details
This story is inspired by actual events. A group of five boys all with different personalities are the core of this growing up adventure. Our main character is Butch Thompson. He a nine year old fourth grader who's caught between reality and fantasy. He prefers the fantasy. D.L. is also ten and uses cuss cords and is one who knows how the adult world works and is cynical about most things. He reasons if Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny are not real then probably The Tooth Fairy and Jesus for that matter are now real either. Sam is older and the only one in the fifth grade. He walks slow and talks slow and is the group's protector and peace maker when needed. Donny is also nine and more mature and poised than the other boys. He takes dancing and acting lessons and is good at both. He never complains but the other boys discover that he is a foster child and rarely brings a lunch to school. Duane is in the same class with Butch, Donny and D.L. but he's a year younger than his classmates and two years younger than Sam. He's smaller, hyper and the butt of some jokes which makes him see red. Buster Brown is a long time comic book character and now has a weekly television show. He also has a line of shoes that bear his name. His jingle is 'I'm Buster Brown, I live in a shoe. (Dog barks) That's my dog Tyge. he lives in there too.' When it's announced Buster Brown is making a local appearance, Butch is thrilled his hero is coming to town and has hopes Buster will choose him for a new sidekick. He fantasizes about he and Buster rescuing his heart throb Diane from some sixth grade boys. D.L. thinks the whole Buster thing is phony. "How can he sometimes be real and sometimes be a comic book character and there ain't no way he can live in no hum-do-yea shoe." "Maybe it's a big shoe." Sam reasons. "Yeah, and he's probably got a shoe mobile too." Butch shoots back. "It's just a gimmick to sell shoes." D.L. lays it out. "He ain't real." The argument comes to a head when the trio ride their bikes miles across town in the rain for Buster's arrival. The outcome is a surprising shock. But in the meantime the boys deal with a classmate's birthday party. It's Sandy's party but her overbearing friend Vinia tries to high jack the occasion for her own pleasure and to the dismay of the boys. "Let's play spin the bottle." The girls thought D.L. was too vulgar and he isn't invited. Deprived of cake, soda and ice cream, D.L. has a special birthday surprise in store for the girls. At the school's talent show Donny shows his skill. To everyone's surprise Butch also enters the show and tries his hand at juggling and telling old jokes which he can do neither worth a darn and makes him the laughing stock of the whole school. "Everyone was laughing at you. Even the principal and I ain't never even seen her smile before." Butch's upcoming tenth birthday coincides with the grand opening of the first and only super market on his end of town. One of the main prizes is a brand new red bicycle and he would sure like to have for a birthday present. He has a bike, Ol' Blue Boy, that his brother handed down to him. Donny doesn't have a bike and thinks it would be nice if he won. At the grand opening and the drawing for the bike, the emcee has Donny select a ticket from the hundreds that half fill a chest type freezer. He come up with the winner and it's..... A lot more interesting read than the above would indicate.
All content on ScriptRevolution.com is the intellectual property of the respective authors. Do not use or reproduce scripts without permission, even for educational purposes.
Want to read this script? You must join the revolution first. Don't worry, it's free, easy, and everyone's welcome.

This Script Is Loved By 1 Readers

Max Hechtman's picture

The Writer: Larkin Thompson

Borrn and a young boy before there was television in every house. Seen a lot of changes in the past 75 years, Some good, some bad. My parents were migrant produce workers and I was raised on the road as they traveled from here to there where ever there was a crop to harvest. Home was a small travel trailer pulled behind our old Ford sedan. Other people on the road lived in tents or rented cabins. My folks got paid for piece work: a penny or two per pound for picking cotton, peaches were three cents a lug, berries a penny a pint, etc. They were both quick with their hands and did pretty good as far as that goes. It was truly Equal Opportinityin it's purest form, the faster you worked the… Go to bio
Larkin Thompson's picture