The Beaver Page #4

Norah!

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Why are you all sweaty?

- I was doing yoga.

- Manly.

- Downward Dog's a b*tch.

- Are you busy tonight?

- Are you asking me out?

No. Not at all.

I was just gonna casually inquire

if you're busy

without making it seem like I'd been

up all night planning something elaborate.

Have you been up all night

planning something elaborate?

Yeah, I have, like, maps and stuff.

You can pick me up at 7:00.

I have to be back at 12:00.

Awesome, so it's a date.

I mean, it is, right?

We'll see.

Cool.

Don't mess this up.

You let me lead, all right?

Are you almost ready? Reservation's at 8:00.

- Bloody hell, woman. Look at you.

- Well, you're looking pretty good yourself.

- Yeah, well, you ain't seen nothing yet.

- Yeah?

The girls whipped up

something special for me.

We're talking full-on tux, love.

Yeah. Just give us a minute to pop it on,

and we'll be off.

Wait, it's our anniversary, honey.

That's why I went for the penguin suit.

I do not want to celebrate

I'm sorry. I've been very patient

and I've been very supportive,

but I want you, not him.

Not tonight.

Hi.

Black, party of two.

So, when do I get

to see some of your pages?

Never. It's a pyramid scheme.

- I didn't tell you that?

- No.

You didn't get the brochure?

- I'm kidding. I'll get it done.

- You better.

I'm not giving you 500 bucks just so you can

buy a flat screen for your dorm room.

I'm not buying a flat screen

for my dorm room.

Then, what?

- A mummy.

- No mummy.

- Then, what? What's it going to?

- Nothing.

Mmm-mmm.

A guy like you

doesn't do anything for no reason.

You've got a plan.

I was listening to the radio and, apparently,

it's gonna be really hot this weekend.

Not hot-hot, just above average.

- So, how's work?

- Good. Yeah, busy.

Busy?

Maps? That's what

you're saving all your money for?

Yeah.

Okay, explain, because right now, it's

looking like where you hide your bodies.

It is. Every red dot is a dead body.

Just trying to be honest.

Okay, really, what's it for?

It's, like, all these places where

everything changed in the blink of an eye.

Like the balcony

where Martin Luther King got shot.

The train tracks where Woody Guthrie

hopped on his first train.

And?

And I just visit them and then I end up

at Brown the day before school starts.

It's kind of like a find-yourself trip?

No. More like a lose-stuff trip.

What kind of stuff do you want to lose?

At last count, 49 things.

An elaborate, mysterious plan,

and a little weird.

But I like it.

It's your paper-writing dollars at work.

What was that for?

You said you liked to be surprised.

- Ready?

- For what?

It's a great place.

It's kind of scary but beautiful.

Look, I wasn't sure which color you liked,

so I kind of got everything.

I hope you like sunburst yellow.

Porter? Porter, come on.

What are you doing?

Is this fantastic, or what?

Are you kidding?

It's awesome, but I'm not going to touch it.

- Why not?

- Because.

- Because, what? Why not?

- Because I don't want to.

Come on, Norah.

You have this amazing thing that you do.

You just put all of yourself out there.

All I can do is sound like other people.

- I know you have something to say.

- Okay.

- Knock yourself out. You do it.

- Come on.

No. I don't paint.

Why not?

You're so good at being other people.

- Well, maybe if I could paint I would, but...

- Porter, just start.

Okay.

What are you going to do?

Write "Norah + Porter forever"?

Because that'd be pretty cute.

Right?

- That's what you've been wanting to say.

- No.

You wrote 400 pages of notes.

Not one word about him?

What happened to my brother

is none of your business.

Do you understand?

I just thought there was something

you wanted to say

and you didn't know how.

It's none of your business.

What kind of person

does something like this?

What's the matter with you?

Go on. Open it.

Henry helped me, which basically means

that I bought the wood

and he did all the work.

It's a memory box.

It's very nice. Thank you.

Look inside.

I thought it was important

to remind ourselves of how things were.

How things should be.

Walter. No, no, no. It's okay. It's okay.

Is this what you want?

Is this progress? Christ, woman!

He's suffering from depression,

not amnesia!

You think the problem

is he can't remember these things?

- No.

- He can't go back. Don't you see that?

This is all in the past, and dredging

it up... Do you know where this leads?

You know where this Walter goes?

To a 10th floor balcony,

tied to a shower curtain rod.

Is that what you want?

You want the rest of your life

to be just like tonight?

- Well, that was Walter.

- No, Walter. No, come on.

Look at this. You really look at this.

That's you, Walter.

Remember that?

When Porter was born, and he was so little?

And they pulled him out of me,

and you stood right by him.

You looked him right in the eye,

and you let him know

that you weren't going anywhere,

that you were staying right there

so he wouldn't be scared.

Walter, that's you. That's the man I love.

That's the man I need.

You're still inside there, honey.

I know you're in there. We can go back.

We can get back to the way

that we used to be.

We are not going

down that street again, Meredith.

This man is a dead end.

He's gone. He has to be.

You get it?

I fought for you.

I practically breathed for you for two years

when you couldn't even get out of bed,

and I will continue to fight for you

because I love you.

I've got to know that you're coming back.

Come back to me, please.

Walter?

Walter?

Norah, I can't take this again.

Come on.

Hello. We came as soon as we heard.

I'm the Beaver,

and this is Porter's dad, Walter.

Listen, we'll get it all sorted.

I'm here now so we'll take care of things.

Have a nice safe drive home.

Wait.

Porter, mate, hang about. Come on.

We can discuss this. Come on.

- Give me that thing!

- Calm down!

- Give it to me! Goddamn it!

- Stop it!

- Give me that thing!

- Stop!

Leave him alone!

Porter! Porter! Oh, my God.

Porter, are you okay? Are you all right?

Porter, let me see your hands.

Are they bleeding?

I'm sorry, son. I didn't mean to do that.

You keep your hands off him!

Porter, come on. Let me see.

Are you happy now?

Porter? Porter?

It's Christmas in May.

That's what some retailers are saying

with Mr. Beaver Woodchopper Kits

selling out in droves.

Recently, Jerry Co.

had been in steep decline,

hovering on the verge of bankruptcy

earlier this year.

But thanks to Mr. Beaver,

that won't be happening any time soon.

It's like a $100 million

ad campaign, for free!

Jerry Co.'s back in the game.

The old man would be so proud.

I've got to hand it to you.

You pulled all the strings,

and look where we landed.

On top, for once.

- It feels good, doesn't it?

- They.

Sir?

My family.

Who's the biggest interview request

we've had so far?

- All the morning shows. CNN, CNBC...

- Today Show, then. Set it up.

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