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The Beaver Page #5
But, sir,
the Today Show is on television.
What are we hiding? We're winners.
We should be shouting it from the rooftops.
It would certainly be a story.
I'm gonna tell you something
that I've never told anyone else,
but I think you're ready to hear it.
Okay.
I'm not a puppet.
I'm real.
I'm alive.
You all right, love?
Some trouble?
I talked to Dr. Macy today.
What did he have to say for himself?
He says that you haven't been to see him
in over a year.
Dr. Macy says that you're sick, Walter.
Very sick.
Yeah. Right.
He said this sounds like
some kind of a mania.
Okay, well, who gives a sh*t
what Dr. Macy has to say?
I fixed him.
Everybody else seems to get it.
Henry, people at work. Everyone except you.
Does that tell you something?
You just want to live like this forever?
Talking through your hand?
I'd say it's been a pretty
smashing success so far, wouldn't you?
You need help, Walter! You need help!
You're sick.
"Help." Eat the pill, read the book,
see the bleeding expert.
- Walter finally helped himself.
- Listen to yourself. This is insane.
You're talking about a puppet.
No, Meredith.
You're talking about a bloody puppet.
We're talking about a miracle.
Who's "we," Walter?
I know it's hard, mate. I know.
You can't afford to get mixed up
in all of this.
You just keep moving.
Keep moving and don't look back.
You're right, of course.
Walter is sick.
But make no mistake about it, love.
I'm not going anywhere.
I've rented a house.
I'm taking the boys
and everything we can carry.
I don't want you to call.
I don't want you to visit.
If you're determined to lose your mind,
well, I can't stop you.
But I'm not gonna let them stand there
and watch it. Not my sons.
Insanity may play at the office,
but it's not gonna work in front of a judge.
Why aren't you coming with us?
Another time, mate. Another time.
But I want to stay with you.
You go with your mum, all right?
We'll get it sorted. You'll see.
Everything will be good again real soon.
All right.
- Bye.
- Let's go.
Bye.
I love you, Daddy.
I love you, too, son. I love you, too.
Go on. Off you go. Go on.
Well, sometimes, Matt...
May I call you Matt?
Yeah, sure.
Sometimes, a single inspiration
just comes to you
in the middle of the night.
in a stuffed toy.
So people have to doubt
your sanity a little.
Well, Mozart was said to occasionally meow
like a cat,
but he got on all right.
Great music, don't you think?
Walter, I want to talk about depression.
Because the way it's been told to me,
this whole thing started as a way for you
to deal with your mental illness.
Well, all right.
Well, sometimes, Matt,
we reach a point where, in order to go on,
we have to wipe the slate clean.
We start to see ourselves as a box
that we're trapped inside.
And no matter how we try and escape,
self-help, therapy, drugs,
we just sink further and further down.
The only way to truly break out of the box
is just to get rid of it altogether.
I mean, you built it in the first place.
are breaking your spirit, who needs them?
Your wife who pretends to love you,
your son who can't even stand you.
I mean, put them out of their misery.
Starting over isn't crazy.
Crazy is being miserable
and walking around half asleep, numb,
Crazy is pretending to be happy.
Pretending that the way things are
is the way they have to be
for the rest of your bleeding life.
All the potential, hope,
all that joy, feeling,
all that passion
that life has sucked out of you.
Reach out, grab a hold of it
and snatch it back
from that blood-sucking rabble.
Walter, it's good to have you here.
Thank you.
This is a picture of Walter Black,
a hopelessly depressed individual
who becomes the Beaver,
who becomes a phenomenon.
There's a lot of people out there
who are desperate enough to listen.
People seem to love a train wreck
when it's not happening to them.
Norah, look, we need to talk.
Now's not a good time.
Yeah, well, I called you, I texted you,
and I IM'd you,
and it never seems like a good time. So...
Maybe you should take that as a hint.
I'm an idiot, all right?
That's not how I wanted things to turn out.
I like you, all right?
I actually give a sh*t.
You don't give a sh*t about me.
You don't even know me.
Look, your brother OD'd, all right?
But ditching your own talent,
what makes you you,
that's not gonna bring him back.
It's just going to make you nothing.
You stay the hell away from me.
You and your psycho family.
Are you happy? Are you truly, truly happy?
Because, Jon,
there's something lacking in all of us.
A missing piece.
There's a little bit of a black spot
or a dark spot.
It's that obvious?
I'm sorry to say, Jon,
but Walter needs a little help.
Because he's not too articulate
at the moment.
In fact, he's not well.
Get up. Get up.
Get up, you miserable wanker.
You're not going to get much
out of ol' Walter.
He's feeling a bit under the weather,
you see?
Come on. It's a radio show.
People can't even see the puppet.
So why talk through the puppet?
Hello?
Mere, it's me.
Walter, are you okay?
Yeah, look,
I can't... I can't...
What are you doing?
What's going on?
Walter? Walter, talk to me!
Who are you talking to?
- Hang up. You hang up right now.
- Walter?
Can your mother stitch?
You'll never win.
- I want Daddy. Where's Daddy?
- I know.
I want the Beaver.
Are you awake?
Honey, you've got to go get Dad, all right?
Why?
He's not answering his phone,
and Henry won't stop crying.
I just don't know what to do. Please.
Come on, baby.
We're going to find Daddy soon. It's okay.
Haven't I given you
exactly what you asked for?
You don't need them, Walter.
I love you.
I'm the only one that
And that is why
I would never let you go back.
Never.
I don't want to sleep anymore.
Maybe...
Maybe, you know,
we should work on something.
Yeah, sure, mate. Come on.
Walter, not like this.
Don't do it.
It will be worse than before. Much worse.
Do you want to end up
a worthless, lonely piece of sh*t?
You're nothing without me, Walter.
Nothing!
I'm the only part of you that works.
I'm sorry.
Walter! How about Henry, your kid?
You remember him?
Walter!
Dad?
BP's dropping. Don't touch the tourniquet
until he's on the table.
It's the only reason he still has a pulse.
Wake
From your sleep
The drying of your tears
Today we escape
I want to assure people
that the company is back in good hands.
Pack
And get dressed
Before
All hell
Breaks loose
I paid Porter $200,
and he did some research.
I let my family down.
I'm really ashamed about this,
and I just want to put it behind me
as soon as possible.
Grasshopper,
are you fishing in our lily pond?
Come on. Let's go see your dad.
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