The Beautiful Beast Page #2
you.
Apparently not the whole
world.
You know what? I'm just
going to go ahead.
You can catch a cab back to
the hotel, ok princess?
Fine, be that way!
Fine!
You know what? When you're
done with your whole
cross-country thing you may as
well pack your bags and go
back to your
stupid bug job because I'm
uninviting you, missy!
Oh, well, see you at home.
Don't hold your breath.
Now that you're gone I may
extend my vacation and
actually have some fun!
Well that is what you do best,
Isabelle.
Oh, oh, oh, ahhh!
[ STRUGGLING ]
Catherine? Are you still out
here?
I can't believe she abandoned
me.
[ STRUGGLING ]
[ SCREAMING ]
[ COUGHS ]
Ow.
It's okay.
[ DIALING ] Oh, come on...
I hate Switzerland!
Ow!
This is all her fault. I'll
have her deported
Can't feel fingers... can't
feel toes.
But I can feel my ankle!
Every step.
Someone help me...
Please! Someone help me!
[ KNOCKING ] Hello? I need
some help!
Hello? I just need to use
your phone.
Please just... Hello?
Hello?
I need to... Can you let me
in?
I'm hurt.
I got lost... Just need to
use the phone.
Ahhhh! Hey!
Did she go to the fund raiser?
I got word that she used the
company plane to go to
Switzerland.
You have the authority to cut
her off. There's the clause in
the option to hold back what
she's to receive when she
turns thirty.
I can't hurt her.
Of course not. But you can
do what's best for her.
Even if she doesn't like it.
I appreciate your guidance.
Well good, that should clear
up the issue.
But I am tired of these
surprises that keep coming at
the end of the quarter.
So let's get it right.
Did you talk to Lyle? Yes.
How did he react? Not the way
I did.
She has him wrapped around her
finger.
I know he loves her, I
understand that.
But there's a line and she
crossed it years ago.
Well, give it two weeks.
She'll be in hot water again.
Maybe he'll listen then.
Hey!
You awake yet?
Hello?
Get away from me! You're in
my house.
Back away! I live here.
Are you dangerous?
If I say no are you going to
believe me?
No. My head hurts.
It's because you hit it.
You attacked me!
No, but I could have. You
broke into my home.
I knocked.
And then you broke in.
The door was open.
That doesn't make it an
invitation.
Listen to me... I need some
food and something to drink.
And some pain killers would be
nice.
I'm not your waiter. I know,
but you'll have to do.
That's it. Get out! I can't,
I'm hurt.
Well that didn't stop you
from getting here.
I got lost! Not my problem.
I'm making it your problem.
Now get me some food.
Chili? In a can?
Eat up.
Alright. Rested, fed, now go
on your way.
My ankle hurts, and it hurts
when I breathe.
Well sadly, not enough to
keep you from talking.
It hurts when I breathe!
Call an ambulance!
Uh, no.
Fine. A cab, whatever...
There's no phone here. No
internet either.
Alright, then you'll just have
to drive me to the hospital.
Where's your car? I walked!
From where?
If I knew that, I would have
gone there and not come here.
Just get your keys.
I don't have a car.
Look... I am rich, alright,
so whatever it takes,
just get me back to
civilization.
There is no car here!
Why?
I don't need one. What, so
you're just isolated up here?
I was until you got here.
Wait, there's really no phone,
car, a snowmobile?
Nope.
Then how am I supposed to
get back to my hotel?
There is nothing within
twenty-five miles of here.
No bus stops either.
The only way down is to walk.
That doesn't make any sense!
How do you live? I mean
there must be a way down.
what I need once a month.
Great. And when do they come
next?
Two and a half weeks. The only
way down in the meantime is on
foot.
Fine. Then this will just
have to do.
Whoa, no, no this will not do.
You can't expect me to walk
anywhere like this.
I don't expect anything
except for you to leave.
Well I'm in no condition to do
that so that's out of the
question.
Sure you are. Just stand up,
hope over there
until you're on the other side
of the door.
I'm not limping my way back
to civilization. Thank-you.
I don't care where you go,
but you're not going to stay
here.
You wouldn't just throw me
out in the cold?
Because, I'm tired, cold, I
need a bath...
Which one's my room?
Don't you have anything else?
You mean women's clothes? Uh,
yeah.
Not in my closet.
You want me to take a look
at that ankle?
Are you a doctor? Sit down...
What is that thing? Don't
touch it.
Fine.
What are all these?
They're mine. Leave it
alone.
What's your name?
Jeremy.
you were wondering.
Alright, this is probably
going to hurt.
It does!
Yeah, sprained.
Oh really?
Bad enough that there's going
to be some bruising.
You have to ice it and stay
off it for the next few days.
It hurts. It's normal. Hang
on...
Where are you going?
To get a bandage.
I'm going to wrap it, but
loose enough you can still
have some movement.
Easy! I though you just said I
was not meant to move it.
Well you want some give for
motion, it's going to hurt a
little bit more
but heal with less
complications that way. You
don't want it to heal too tight
or it's going to hurt more
when you walk around on it
later.
What's wrong with your side?
I hit it.
Where? Ribs?
I don't know.
Well you said it hurt earlier,
when you were breathing.
Yeah... Where?
There!
Ahh, yeah, right there.
You've probably got a cracked
or bruised rib.
There's nothing you can do
about, just take it easy and
let it heal.
How do you know that anyway?
I just do.
What's with all this flannel
anyway?
Is this mountain man thing
your permanent look?
My clothes are none of your
business.
standards.
And you're welcome.
Hope that's better than chili!
So weird.
Cleans up nice if he wants to.
Yawn.
Jerk.
Do you mind? Some of us are
actually trying to sleep!
Would you rather freeze?
So much for good manners.
I'm a guest, remember?
Guests are expected.
Just, shhh!
Wow...
[ KNOCKING ]
Come in Henry.
What are you doing?
You should have met my sister.
She's beautiful.
She was quite a bit younger
than me.
Adorable, until she turned
five and then she was a little
firecracker.
Is that where Isabelle gets it
from? Maybe.
Laura was fierce in standing
up for people.
And animals too.
I can't count how many strays
she brought home.
I suppose that's how my
parents felt about her
husband.
Just another stray, not good
enough for her.
So they thought.
You disagreed?
Oh, I stayed out of it. I
could have been supportive.
marriage or family of my own.
Then they died and there I was
over.
What was she like as a child?
Precocious, always thinking.
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