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I've lived my whole life
on Normal Street.

There's a lake at one end,

and a forest of shady trees
at the other.

But what lies in between
is anything but normal.

Once a year the calendar
comes around

to a special day,

one that celebrates only you.

And when it's your last
birthday on Normal Street,

all you want to do
is spend it

with the most important
people in your life.

Let's go.

We're going to be late.

Like your dentist.

Mom, do I really have
to do this on my birthday?

Honey,
it's the only appointment
Dr. Milano had available.

I'm sorry. Let's go.

Mel:
What did you get him?

The Butler Bot 9000.

It does
all sorts of stuff.

Well, it does some stuff.

Mostly makes
grilled cheese sandwiches.

What about you?

A new fencing epee
with left-handed grip.

- Cool.
- Well,

it is his last birthday
on Normal Street.

You're right.

Why does it
suddenly feel

like a thing
isn't enough?

We're throwing him
a surprise party.

That should be nice.

But it shouldn't
be nice.

It should be epic.

Gortimer needs to remember
this day forever.

Joshua's recording it,

so he could always
just watch the video.

Of course.

Are we rolling?

I'm always rolling.

Okay. Tell us
about Gortimer.

Well, he's 15.

He's my best friend.

- He collects--
- No.

I mean, tell us
what Gortimer
means to you.

Why is he so special?

Well, there's
lots of stuff.

Everyone already knows that
Gortimer is a great friend,

but what you probably
didn't know

is that Gortimer
is the craftiest guy
on Normal Street.

I am the least crafty guy
on Normal Street.

You don't need to be.
This is my ninth grade prank.

You're just the witness
in case no one believes
it was me.

Hey, big White Hatfan?

The biggest.

Come on. I've got to make
middle school history.

Got to hand it to you.

They'll be talking
about this for years.

What do you think?
Another hundred?

[bell rings]

From this day forth,

any time anyone
thinks of balloons,

- all they'll think of is--
- Ranger.

I regret nothing.

I regret everything.

A whole week of detention?

Mr. Bender wants to make
an example out of me.

I'm going to miss
the big bake-off on Friday.

But you're the
defending champions.

I guess next year
Grandpa and I will just have
to stage our big comeback.

You're going
to that bake-off.

Ranger: Here's the thing
about Gortimer.

He may not think
of himself as crafty,

but if a friend's in trouble,

he can outfox
just about anybody.

Step 1, come up
with a brilliant plan.

Step 2, gather intel.

Uh, Mr. Bender.

Uh, look, balloons.

What? Where?

Oh, Uh, sorry.

Never mind.

Step 3, recruit
a cunning accomplice.

Mr. Bender, can I
ask you a question?

I'm a little busy.

It's about...whales.

Oh.

By all means.

Were you aware

that whales are the largest
animals on the planet?

Step 4, wheel and deal.

You want this when?

White Hatnumber 1.
Mint condition.

Come back in an hour.

And if you've done
all that correctly...

[recording] All right--
you-- can-- go-- now.

Really?

...well, you can pull off
just about anything.

But the most important
part of a plan:

timing.

It's Day 5, Mr. Bowen.
You know the drill.

Gortimer
thought of everything.

The judges didn't even
know what hit them.

And then-- What's this?

I didn't find out what he
did until the next day.

Día de los "balunes"was
my crowning achievement,

but what he did was
on a whole 'nother level.

Just when you think
all is lost,

it turns out that Gortimer
had your back the whole time.

He doesn't just
have your back.

He'll give you his.

Let me explain.

Gortimer never lets me down...

literally.

[tapping]

Mel: You guys remember
how I wanted to tap dance

for the talent show?

You made what?

Self-propelling tap shoes,

so I could practice whenever
I had a free minute.

Looks like they work.

Too well. My legs are
starting to go numb,

and I can't stop it.

I can't even slow down
enough to take them off.

I got this. I've been
taking shoes off

almost my entire life.

Ow. Ow!

Ow!

Okay! Okay!

Never mind. New plan.

[crack]

Won't the batteries
just run out?

My legs
won't last that long.

Plus, we're going
to be late for school.

Well, uh, I can fix that.

What are you doing?

Giving taxi service
at your...service.

Oh. Keep your hands,
arms, and feet

inside the vehicle
at all times.

I can't believe
the shoes are still going.

I can't believe
you're still going.

Oh. Catherine. Hurry.

Catherine!

Don't even need
an explanation.

What can I do
to help?

Get these off of me.

- Wait.
- Ow!

Sorry.

Gortimer, your mom bakes
tons of cookies, right?

Uh, yeah.

We need to go
to your house.

We'll never make it.

Yes.

We will.

Brilliant.

Ready?

3, 2, 1.

Uh, careful.
Your legs might--

...that.

Need a hand?

He carried me around all day,

even though he was exhausted.

I can't think of anyone else
who would have done that.

Wow. I call Gortimer if we
ever do chicken fights.

Come on.

That was nothing.

Do you want to hear
a Gortimer story?

Well, I've got one for you.

One where he stares
death in the eye

and doesn't even blink.

Gortimer is the bravest man

I've ever met.

Stanley: It all started
when Mel tricked me

into being part of her
brain booster experiment.

Want to be part of my
brain booster experiment?

Absolutely.

I'd been in Mel's
laboratory for days.

Mel: Why am I always the mad scientist?

I'm just a regular scientist.

Stanley: Who's telling
the story? Anyway,

she wanted to turn me
into a super genius

with her special brain
food made of nuts.

But she didn't tell me
what it tasted like.

[cough]

47.

El Niño.

Osmosis.

Easter Island.

The Mona Lisa.

Impressive.

You got them all wrong
again.

Six days,
and no improvement.

We're going to have
to up the dosage.

If this doesn't make
a difference,

nothing will.

Remember,
a little bit at a time.

Got it.

Everyone knows the squirrels on Normal Street have it rough,

so I figured they'd be happy

to help dispose of Mel's
experimental trail mix.

Unfortunately, it turns out

squirrels make
awesome guinea pigs.

[growling]

Mel's brain food worked--

maybe a little too well.

[squirrels chittering]

When things go wrong
on Normal Street,

there's only one
place to turn.

Gortimer, you've got
to do something.

The squirrels, they've gone--

- Don't say it.
- Nuts?

You both are the worst.
You know that, right?

[chittering]

Gortimer: Stanley,
what did you do?

- [glass breaks]
- Nothing.

Well, almost nothing.

[shatter]

What are we going to do?

Well, we can't just let them
take over Normal Street.

Well, why don't we just
ask them to leave?

Do either of you
speak Squirrel?

You know, I never
say stuff like this

when I'm not
around you guys.

We don't have
to talk to them.

We just need--

...a backpack.
I have a plan.

Wish me luck.

Luck.

You can do this.

He led them all the way
to Lake Normal.

But he had to make sure

they couldn't come back,

so Gortimer
found them a new home.

One where they would
never run out of food.

And they still live
there to this day

in their own squirreltopia.

I so want to believe that.

Maybe I mixed up
a few details,

but the point is:
Gortimer, super brave.

Also, he's super tough.

Gortimer is, hands down,

the toughest kid
on Normal Street.

Catherine: My black belt
test was coming up,

and I needed to practice,

but finding
a sparring partner

was proving to be
a little bit difficult.

Stanley, I need a favor.

For you, anything.

I'm your man.
What you need?

To practice karate
on someone.

Sorry. Busy.

Ranger, do you want
to spar after school?

Do I? Yes.
Will I? No.

I like the way my bones
are currently arranged.

You break one guy's leg,

and suddenly everyone's
running scared.

Well, except for that guy.

You really
need the practice?

All right.
I got an idea.

Get your karate gear
and meet me
at my place tonight.

Meet your new
sparring partner.

Gortimer, I'm not
going to hit you.

You don't know
what you're doing.

I don't have to.
I'm completely covered.

Okay. Let me have it.

It wouldn't be fair.

Well, fair or not,

you're going to have
to defend yourself.

Hyah!

Not bad.

I'm just warming up.

- Oof!
- Sorry.

Lucky shot.

Good, good.
I almost felt that one.

[grunting]

Thanks.
This was a big help.

[gasp] No problem.

Gortimer took everything
I could throw at him.

So did Catherine pass
her black belt test?

With flying colors.

Oh.

Oh.

And thanks to Gortimer,

I got my black belt.

I have a good one.

Gortimer helped me
when no one else could.

Let's get started.
Abigail is next.

Out again. Okay.

In that case, Ranger,
why don't you go?

Did Abigail go home?

She's at the nurse.
Panic attack.

She can't
do an oral report.

When you title your book
Great Expectations,

you're setting
the bar pretty high.

Did Charles Dickens
reach that bar?

I say yes.

So while Holden Caulfield
may have been a member

of our great-grandparents'
generation,

his perspective on adolescence
still speaks to us all.

That was great.

You totally made me
want to read that book.

I'm not worried
about the report.

I just don't want to get
up in front of everyone.

Well, maybe--

you can ask Ms. Francis

to let you do it
after school.

I did.

No special treatment.

Well, you don't have
any problem

reading your report
in front of me.

Because you're you.

It's the rest of them
that are the problem.

Then that's
what we need to fix.

What's going on?

Why is everyone
wearing blue?

Oh, it's True Blue
Normal Schoo-- ool Day.

[chuckle]

I've never heard of this.

Well, it's new.
Something I made up.

And you didn't tell me?

I'm the only one
not wearing blue.

Well, not the only one.

Don't worry.
It'll be fine.

Trust me.

All right, Abigail,
last but not least.

I found something
blue for you.

You'll do great.

J.D. Salinger's
The Catcher In the Rye

is the quintessential...

...of his younger
sister Phoebe,

Holden's behavior
appears childish...

showing us

that, though we sympathize
with Caulfield,

he's not meant
to be the role model.

Maybe I don't know
a hidden side to Gortimer.

I just know
the regular Gortimer.

The one who's always
there when I need him.

Can I go next?

He wasn't going
anywhere without me,

no matter how long it took.

It was the worst
sleepover ever.

It was the best
sleepover ever.

Then we realized
it was his shadow.

That night, Gortimer painted
over the whole thing.

By morning, it was like
it never happened.

When there aren't
any easy choices,

I use Gortimer as my compass.

Even though we came in third,

he made me feel like a winner.

And there he was.

He had been waiting
the whole time, just in case.

And that's when I realized

Gortimer makes me feel...

Brave.

Supported.

Included.

Inspired.

Understood.

This is going to be the best
birthday present ever.

Gortimer: Uh, I--

Surprise!

- [cheering]
- Happy birthday, Gortimer!

[no audible dialogue]

Included.

Inspired.

Understood.

Normal Street isn't
going to be the same

without you.

None of us will.

Guys, I don't know
what to say.

This is-- No.

No, you guys are the best
present I could get.

I couldn't be me
if I didn't have you.

I want to watch it again.

Gortimer: Even life's
most precious moments

can slip by in a blink.

Try as we might,

the details
sometimes fade away

until they're lost forever.

But if we're really lucky,

the feelings that
those moments create...

will always be with us.