Youth in Oregon Page #2

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for extra credit or...

- Fetish?

- Or for fun?

- Stop.

- Both, knowing him.

At least he calls you back.

Honey, how was your

appointment today?

- Raymond?

- Oh, it was fine.

Who are you seeing, dad?

Deb Mooney.

She's my ophthalmologist.

What did she have to say?

That I still can't drive.

Well, you know, ray,

that assisted-living community

I was talking about,

that's near the sight and rye,

they have a shuttle

that goes to town every day

so you don't have to worry

about driving at all.

You can stay with us

as long as you want.

I'm sorry, madam...

Please stop talking

about assisted living.

Yeah, I get it.

May I suggest

the coquilles St. Jacques?

What is that?

I'm not experienced

with the French palette.

Of course, madam.

It is a shell

stuffed with scallops

in a creamy white sauce

with herbs and spices.

Well, that sounds very good.

I think I'll have that.

Excellent choice, madam.

Daddy, I saved

this article for you

from the Sunday times.

It was about the decline...

Ray? Ray?

What?

Oh, yes, dear.

Hey, is everything okay?

I'd like to say a few words.

Shh, shh, Colt,

grandpa's talking.

- Oh, all right.

- What is it, daddy?

- Oh, sh*t.

- Did you forget your glasses?

- I left them at the house.

- Oh, honey, i...

- No, no never mind, never mind.

- I can read it...

- It's okay.

- Okay.

Estelle, you know I love you.

I love you very much.

Oh...

I love everybody

at this table very much.

Well, not you.

I don't know you.

I've been on this earth

for 80 years.

And if I do say so myself,

I've been a very fortunate guy.

I... I made something

of my life.

I made something.

I made something for myself.

We're here tonight

to celebrate my life.

You just get one shot at this,

you know.

I think you just gotta take

the bad with the good.

And, uh...

I've become a burden

to this family.

Oh, daddy, no, you're not.

And I've become

a burden to myself.

And one way or another,

I think that's gotta end.

So, with that in mind

and after giving this

a lot of thought...

I would like to make

an announcement.

I want to die.

- What?

- Jeez, dad, stop it!

It's my birthday, honey.

I can say what I want.

Go on, honey.

Would you pass the bread please?

- I'm going back to Oregon.

- No, you're not.

What's in Oregon?

We raised Annie's mother

and her uncle Danny there.

- It's a cold place.

- They have laws there

for people like me

who want to take their own life

in their own way

and on their own terms.

What do you mean, like suicide?

No, honey,

they don't see it that way.

The amuse-bouche this evening

is beef carpaccio.

Outstanding.

Thank you very much.

Your favorite, daddy.

Sit down.

So, Raymond, do you plan

on flying out there?

No, I don't, Estelle, I thought

maybe you would drive me.

Raymond refuses to fly,

and unfortunately,

I'm unable to drive

at the moment.

We're an adventurous pair.

I have an appointment there

next week

with a specialist in this field.

- Come on, he's not serious.

- I'm serious.

I hired a driver.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

Happy birthday, ray.

You're not even sick!

Katherine, I'm ready to go.

You know what,

if you were ready to go,

- you would have gone already.

- We sold the house.

Everything else goes to Estelle.

She can have another life

after this.

Does she have a say in this?

Apparently not.

I don't want to live here

anymore.

And I certainly don't

want to live

in Brian's retirement home.

It's a living community.

It's a dying community.

And you want us out of here

as much as I want to go.

What do you want me to do,

honey?

Wait until I'm in pain

every single day?

Dad, don't say that.

Or get a stroke

and I'm crippled?

Just stop it.

I don't want to be told

how to live my life!

Okay, then...

Then tell me how this works.

So, you go over

the Oregon border

to some Kevorkian-style lair

and, what, bam, that's it?

I mean, what are we talking

about here, dad?

Do you even qualify for this?

He doesn't!

We don't live there anymore!

I still own property there.

What, the cabin?

No, that can't be enough.

- It's enough.

- We should have sold that place.

- It's a pain in my ass.

- It's income property!

We only rented it twice

the whole year!

And you know you're not

supposed to be eating

- ice cream this late.

- I didn't get any at dinner!

Okay, enough.

Enough. Give me this.

My doctor's taking care of it.

Who is this doctor, dad?

I need to talk to him right now.

I don't want to live here

anymore.

Who is it?! Tell me!

Katherine.

I don't want to live anymore.

I've made arrangements.

It's my life.

I just want to know

what my options are.

I made an appointment

for Tuesday.

I am going to Oregon.

- You can't block this.

- Daddy?

It's not your decision to make.

Ray...

Daddy, no, i...

I don't... I don't...

Mom? Help me here...

Sounds like he's got it

all worked out.

He's not going to be eligible.

He's not dying.

Maybe he just needs to know

what his options are,

- once and for all.

- Okay, but, you know what?

I'm not having some stranger

drive him, okay?

Well, who else

do you have in mind?

Don't even think about it.

Please just calm down.

Stop telling me

to calm down, Brian, seriously.

Okay, could you explain to me

one more time

why it has to be you

to drive him?

I don't know, maybe if my mom

could stay sober

for more than five f***ing

minutes maybe she could do it.

But she can't, so it's me.

Maybe he doesn't

want to be saved.

What are you talking about?

I'm just trying

to get some perspective.

Why would you say that?

Look, of course he does.

Do you know how many people

his age who are dead or dying

would give anything to spend

more time with their family?

- Come on.

What? What's so funny?

I'm sorry, but that

doesn't sound like ray.

Yes, hello?

Yeah, this is her mother.

W-what?

This is absolutely the last

thing I need right now!

I'm never speaking to Colt

again, isn't that enough?

Not. Even. Close.

Do you understand

how serious this is?

You sent those pictures!

You're underage!

This could have been so much

worse than a suspension!

They were private pictures!

Jesus, nothing in

high school is private.

- Give me your phone, by the way.

- No!

- Get off!

- Stop, stop, stop, stop.

You make me feel like

I'm such a freak!

- Everyone does it!

- Everyone does not do it.

And even if that was true,

it does not make it all right.

They weren't even that bad!

You could hardly see anything!

Do you care to weigh in

on this, please?

- Hey.

- -Hey.

What did you tell them?

I told them that

you are not going anywhere.

- Okay.

- That Annie needs you here.

- Yeah, what about dad?

- Well, first I told him

that he's not going to get

to Oregon by Tuesday.

New York to Portland

in four days?

Not gonna happen.

We can entertain his wolf cries

when we don't have two children

who are experimenting

in nude portraiture.

- Oh, Jesus.

- Oh, baby.

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