My Hero Little Roy

# Hey, everybody, Won't you come on in?

# I'm Little Roy and this is Finn

# We live together and we sure are glad

# To have a big sister Becky and my mam and dad

# I'm Little Roy

# I'm Little Roy

# Sometimes a cartoon kid can make mistakes

# Like a runaway train without any brakes

# When I'm in a pickle or a tricky situation

# I love to use my big imagination

# Where I can be Wonder Roy

# With my sidekick Finn

# Battling super villains and we always win

-# Little Roy

-He's Little Roy

-# I'm Little Roy

-He's Little Roy

-# I'm Little Roy

-# He's Little Roy

-# I'm Little Roy

-# He's Little Roy.

-#

THEY LAUGH

Hey, everybody. Becky's doing a school project called My Hero.

-Me and Finn...

-Ah! "Finn and I".

..Finn and I can't wait to find out who her hero is.

She's been working on it upstairs for a gazillion years.

Yeah. Becky's been in her room for half an hour.

I'll bring her up a nice cup of milk.

Oh, that's really nice of you, Roy.

But she wants some privacy, now, remember.

-I know.

-So don't go IN to the bedroom, OK?

I won't.

BECKY SCREAMS

Didn't you see the "private" sign on the door?!

I can't read big words yet, and "private" is a ginormous word.

Well, this is my school project, and I want it to be a surprise.

If you tell me, I won't tell anyone.

Goodbye, Roy.

This is my room, too, you know.

Go over to your side, then, and play with your cars.

-MUM DOWNSTAIRS:

-Roy! What did I say?

-Sorry, Mum.

-He'd love to know who Becky's hero is.

-So would I.

Me too.

Of course, I was the one who taught her how to swim, wasn't I, Bill?

Yes, Maura.

Mm. Up and down that pool we went, every Saturday morning. That was me.

Wasn't it, Bill?

-Yes, Maura.

-Mm. And did you ever once hear me complain?

Oh, no.

And I taught her how to make rock buns.

They certainly tasted like rocks.

-What's that?

-Nothing.

-HE CLEARS THROAT

As for cartwheels, well, I mean...

I don't like to boast, but she gets her skills from me.

I mean, bit of a whizz back in my day.

Dum-da-de da-dum-de-do...

-I'm trying to concentrate!

-Sorry.

-Roy!

-Sorry!

-I want you to promise not to look in my scrapbook.

-I promise.

You know, people say that Becky's a real Daddy's girl.

-Oh, do they, indeed?

-Oh, yeah.

-Hmm.

-Sure, I taught her how to ride a bike.

-Taught her to pitch a tent.

-No, that was me.

You taught her how to pitch half a tent, and then you got stuck in it.

Yeah.

Well, you know, I'm not one to boast, but Becky did say that

I'm the best at helping her with her English homework.

-Well, she told me

-I

-was the best at helping her with her maths homework.

Yeah. Well, I taught her how to burp, even when she doesn't need to.

-Ugh! You must be so proud.

-Yeah.

Not.

Who IS Becky's hero, Finn?

Hmm, I haven't a clue either.

-Hi, Roy. I need to pick a hero for my school project.

-Me, pick me!

Look at me, Roy to the rescue! Ow!

CUCKOO!

Are you all right?

-Yeah.

-Our school project isn't about superheroes, Roy.

-It's about our real heroes.

-Someone who doesn't fly?

-Exactly.

A person in real life who we look up to and admire.

Oh, like this?

Hello, down there!

-Hi, up there. I don't want to boast, but I think

-I

-might be Becky's hero.

She did say I was amazing on my skateboard.

I know how to find out who Becky's hero is. Will you help?

Becky! It's Holly, she's looking for you.

-Brilliant! Where is she?

-She's in the garden.

-Coming!

-I promised Becky I wouldn't look inside.

-Don't, then. Come on.

Just a quick look at one page.

-You're on lookout.

-OK.

-ROY GASPS

-There's a picture of me!

Where is she?

Where's who?

-Holly.

-Oh, is she here?

-Did you not see her?

-No. Is she helping you with your project?

Holly!

It's funny, that, now. I never even heard the doorbell ring.

Me neither...

ROY!

She's coming!

Argh!

-Where's Roy?

-Roy who? Oh, you mean your brother Roy?

-I've no idea. What are you doing in my bedroom?

-Looking for you.

How's your project going?

Did you look in my scrapbook?

No! I actually really didn't.

Stand aside, please.

-See?

-Something funny?

Nope.

-MUM DOWNSTAIRS:

-Becky?

Coming, Mam!

There's something very fishy going on.

Phew! That was close.

There's loads more photos of me!

It says, "My hero is my brother, Roy."

Wow, I AM Becky's hero!

Yippee!

There we are rollerblading. Do you remember?

I think you said to me at the time

that I was the best mother a girl could have.

-Did I?

-Oh, yeah. I'll never forget it.

Actually brought a tear to my eye.

-Why are we looking at these photos? I mean, they're nice, but...

-Why?

Oh, well...

it's just in case you need an extra photo - or seven -

for your scrapbook.

-Becky! How are you, love? Hey, Maura.

-Oh.

So, Becky, I was making a list of all the things that we've

done over the years.

You know, just me and you.

-Really?

-Mm.

-Why?

-Why? Oh, for no reason in particular.

So, number one. I taught you how to tie your shoelaces.

Number two. I taught you how to climb trees, remember that?

Useful, but not quite as exciting as cartwheels.

Number three.

I taught you how to say the alphabet whilst drinking a glass of water.

Beat that!

-ROY UPSTAIRS: Yippee!

-Roy?

-Oh.

-Uh-oh.

-Quick.

-BECKY SCREAMS

-What is going on?

-What are you doing in my scrapbook?!

-Sorry!

I sort of got in by accident.

Don't be cross, Becky. I love being your hero!

It was supposed to be a surprise.

-Mam, Dad, you're not disappointed, are you?

-Me? Not at all.

Me neither. Not at all, at all, at all, at all.

I don't mind, either.

-Come on, group hug.

-Ah, yeah.

-Bring it in, come on, come on.

Eh, hello? What about me?

If you want to hug, you better get out of my scrapbook.

Coming!

-Am I stuck?

-Er, no, no. We'll get you out, won't we?

-I know.

You run to the edge of the page and jump off.

-Keep going, Roy!

-ALL CHEER ENCOURAGEMENT

I'm stuck! Help!

What would Wonder Roy do?

Yippee! The funfair is here!

-FINN GASPS

-Let's go on the teacups!

The Speedy Snake looks even better.

Come on, Finn.

It looks a bit too speedy for me.

Isn't this amazing?!

Look, there's Dr Green, and there's Glitterella!

Woohoo!

FINN SIGHS

-Do you want to do that again?

-No! Oh, look!

The Guess The Number Of Sweets stall. Perfect!

-Glitterella!

-Hi, Wonder Roy. Hi, Finn.

-I want to win that ginormous teddy bear!

-Me, too.

Well, you can't. It's all mine.

Na-na-na-na-na!

Hmm.

203, 204, 602... Oh, no, I've lost count!

1, 2, 4, 6,

7, 9, 12, 11, 13...

argh!

Uh-oh.

Help! I'm stuck!

-Dr Green!

-I am the strongest person here. Why?

Because I eat all my vegetables.

HE GROANS

Ow! Stop it, that hurts!

Ugh. I need a REAL hero!

Hmph.

Stand back, here I come!

Ugh!

Thank Wonder for you, Wonder Roy! You are a real hero.

-Want to go on the Speedy Snake?

-No way! I want the teddy.

Not so fast, Glitterella.

Spoilsport!

You are my hero, Wonder Roy.

That's funny. You're my hero, too.

THEY GIGGLE

HE GASPS I have an idea!

How about you turn the book upside down and shake me out?

-OK. Bill?

-Yes, yes, sorry, Becky.

-All right.

-Careful! Careful!

-Sorry!

-It's not your fault.

-Oh, it's not working, son. It's not working.

Am I going to be stuck in here forever and ever?

No, love, we're going to get you out.

Well, you know,

I could get my fishing rod and we could try and fish him out.

What part of Roy would the hook stick into?

Don't do that!

I know. We can blow him out.

OK, go, go. Ready?

THEY BLOW

Ah, that one's not working.

I'm going to be stuck in here for the rest of my entire life!

Don't cry. Your tears will ruin Becky's project!

-I can't stop!

-It's OK.

You are much more important than any school project.

I'm going to get you out of there, no matter what.

MUM AND DAD: Aww.

Becky, you're the best sister ever. You're always there for me.

-Becky, you're my hero!

-Aww.

-Mine too.

THEY LAUGH

ALL CHEER

-Come on! Group hug!

-I'll pass, if that's all right.

-Aww - oh. You're still a bit sticky, Roy.

-Sorry.

Erm - uh...

-Do you know who my hero is?

-Eh, I don't know, love.

Elvis?

-No, silly. It's you.

-Aww, thanks, Maura.

-HE SINGS:

-I'm all shook up!

THEY LAUGH

Who's your hero?

Eh... Oh, that's a tricky one.

I'd say Roy.

Oh.

Yeah. Roy Keane.

Fantastic player, fine manager.

-Skill, stamina, the whole lot.

-What?

I'm joking, love.

I'm joking. You're my hero.

BOTH: Aww.

Phew!

-Will you help me make a hero scrapbook, too?

-Of course I will.

-Seeing as you're my hero, it's going to be all about you.

-I know.

Hey, you two.

Your mam and I are putting all your baby photos into an album.

-Who wants to help?

-We're very busy, Dad.

Yeah, did you read the sign? It spells "private".

Ohh, OK.

-I get the message.

-HE SNICKERS

Poor Dad.

Let's get to work.

You can borrow all of these.

Argh! No glitter, please no glitter! Dad, I'll help you with the photos!

Dad!

Ooh, ooh!

-Hot!

-Yeah?

-Careful. Careful, now.

Ohh. What? Oh, here, spit it out, spit it out, spit it out!

-SHE LAUGHS

-I heard you earlier.

-Mm.

-That's not funny.

-That's nice.

-Is it?