The Beaver Page #6

- I'm not going.

- Fine.

If you don't want to go, then don't go.

But you're not just going to sleep all day.

Come on.

Come on, Porter. Let's go. Get up!

- For Christ's sake.

- Stop!

- Are we going?

- Stop! Stop!

Yes.

Fine.

Just do something, all right?

Go outside, take a walk, steal a car.

I don't care.

I just don't want to find you back in bed

when I get home.

Your family's here.

It's okay. Go on.

Hey, little fella. How are you?

Good.

What's that?

- It's a brain.

- Wow. It's a brain!

Mom says yours got broken.

This will come in handy.

So, are you crazy?

Maybe.

We're working on it.

Does that mean you can come home?

We're working on that, too.

Hey, where's your brother?

Probably sleeping. It's all he does.

Come here.

Come here! I'll bite you on your ear!

Wow.

I must have sent you 15 texts.

I'd given up on you.

Well, that makes two of us.

You were right.

I guess I had some stuff to say.

Apparently, a lot of stuff.

Anyway, now you know what's on my mind,

so you can write my speech.

No.

I think I'm officially out of that business.

You owe me.

You made this for me.

Yesterday.

How come?

Because there's more

that belongs on a wall than,

"Norah has a dead brother."

Even if it is a big mess.

It's amazing.

Funny. I think it's a mess,

and you think it's amazing.

And I think you're amazing,

and you think you're a mess.

You know what?

I don't want to think anymore.

You still owe me a speech.

Just make sure it sounds like me.

So, do I just sit here writing

and get arrested again?

No, take it with you, dummy.

Take it with me?

Good afternoon,

graduates, dead poets,

painters, future Einsteins,

and all those in between.

Today I'm here to warn you

that you are being lied to.

Our parents, our teachers, our doctors

have lied to us.

And it's the exact same lie.

The same six words,

"Everything is going to be okay."

But what if it isn't?

What if some of human experience

is just something you inherit,

like curly hair or blue eyes?

What if pain is just in your DNA

and tragedy is your birthright?

Or what if...

- "Or what if sometimes..."

- ...sometimes...

"...right out of the blue,

when you least expect it,

"sh*t just happens?

"Sh*t just happens."

Okay, I'm sure, right now,

you're all thinking,

"Man, this is the darkest graduation speech

I've ever heard."

And it is.

I agree with you, but I didn't write it.

I've spent so much time

waiting for this lie to come true

that I finally paid someone

to tell the truth for me.

I'm not okay.

Not at all.

The truth is,

I'm missing something,

the thing I loved the most,

the face I wish

were in the front row right now.

The brother I'll never get back.

So what do I do with that?

What do any of us do,

besides lie?

This is what I believe.

Right now, in this auditorium,

there is someone who is with you.

Someone who is willing to pick you up,

dust you off,

kiss you, forgive you,

put up with you, wait for you, carry you,

love you.

So, while everything

may not always be okay,

one thing I know is true.

You do not have to be alone.

I didn't think you'd come.

I didn't think I would, either.

I'm just glad you're still here.

Yeah, most of me, anyway.

Yeah.

You know, when I was a little kid,

man, all I ever wanted was to be like you.

Then I got older,

and I just wanted to be anybody else.

And now?

Dad.

This is a picture of Walter Black,

who had to become a beaver,

who had to become a father,

so that, one day, this might

just be a picture of Walter Black.

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