The Fault in Our Stars Page #11
GUS:
Every last one.
(BEAT)
Probably why I'm still a virgin.
Hazel laughs, elbows him.
HAZEL:
You're not a virgin.
(off his look)
Are you really?
Gus picks a STICK up from the dirt. Draws a BIG CIRCLE in it.
GUS:
See this? This circle is virgins...
Now Gus draws a much smaller circle inside that circle.
GUS:
And this... is 17 year old dudes
with one leg.
Hazel laughs. Point made. He grabs her hand, helps her walk
up a tiny hill. Once up there, Gus lays a blanket on the
ground. They sit, looking out over a rather odd SCULPTURE - a
set of GIANT WHITE BONES where children can jump and play.
GUS:
(EXPLAINING)
"Funky Bones" by Joep Van Lieshout.
HAZEL:
He sounds Dutch.
GUS:
And he is. Much like Rik Smits. And
tulips.
Hazel raises an eyebrow at Gus. He's sure taking this
Amsterdam/Dutch thing pretty far. He removes some sandwiches
and orange juice out of a basket.
GUS:
Sandwich?
HAZEL:
Let me guess --
GUS:
(NODS)
Dutch cheese. And tomato.
(she takes one)
The tomatoes are Mexican. Sorry.
They eat for a second, their eyes watching the children play
on the bones.
41.
GUS:
How cool is that? A skeleton being
used as a playground.
HAZEL:
You do love your symbols.
GUS:
Speaking of which...
Gus stands up, takes a cigarette, puts it in his mouth. He
clears his throat.
GUS:
you're sitting here eating a bad
cheese sandwich and drinking orange
juice with a guy in a Rik Smits
jersey.
HAZEL:
It has crossed my mind.
GUS:
Hazel Grace, like so many before
you - and I say this with great
affection - you spent your Wish...
moronically.
HAZEL:
I was thir--
GUS:
Hush! I'm in the midst of a grand
soliloquy here.
HAZEL:
Sorry. Please, continue...
GUS:
You were young. Impressionable. The
Grim Reaper staring you in the
face. And the fear of dying with
your one true Wish left ungranted
led you to rush into making one you
didn't really want, for how could
little Hazel Grace, having never
read "An Imperial Affliction" ever
know that her one TRUE wish was to
visit Mr. Peter Van Houten in his
Amsterdamian exile.
Hazel nods in agreement.
GUS:
If you were smart, you would have
saved your wish til the time in
your life when you really knew your
true self.
42.
Gus stops talking. Hazel is confused.
HAZEL:
But I... didn't save it.
Gus smiles.
GUS:
Hazel c*cks her head to one side. What is he talking about?
GUS:
Got it in exchange for the leg.
(BEAT)
And I still have it.
She starts to realize.
HAZEL:
Are you saying --
GUS:
I'm not gonna give you my Wish or
anything. But I too have an
Houten and it wouldn't make much
sense to meet him without the girl
who introduced me to his book, now
would it?
(Hazel's eyes widen)
I talked to the Genies and they're
in total agreement.
(BEAT)
We leave on May third.
Hazel is so excited that she grabs Gus and pulls him into a
hug. Their faces close, lips inches apart, and just when it
looks like something might happen --
HAZEL:
Wait a minute.
(BEAT)
Are you only doing this so I'll
kiss you?
A beat. Gus blinks a few times.
HAZEL:
Cause I'd totally kiss you either
way.
And kiss him she does. He's surprised. And when it's over,
they sit back, look at one another. A magic moment.
HAZEL:
Seriously... why are you doing
this?
43.
GUS:
Because Hazel Grace... I found my
Wish.
And Hazel is beyond touched. We hear:
FRANNIE (OVERLAP)
Are you out of your mind?
INT HAZEL'S UTILITY ROOM - DAY
Frannie folds laundry while Hazel pleads her case.
FRANNIE:
It's too much, Haze. We can't
accept something like that from a
virtual stranger.
HAZEL:
He's not a stranger.
FRANNIE:
Really?
HAZEL:
Don't be gross.
FRANNIE:
It's still "no," I'm afraid.
HAZEL:
Can we at least ask Dr. Maria?
INT DOCTOR'S OFFICE - ANOTHER DAY
Where Hazel's oncologist DR. MARIA shakes her head.
DR. MARIA
That's out of the question.
HAZEL:
You said the PET scan was
encouraging!
DR. MARIA
The PET scan is encouraging. We
just don't know how long it'll stay
that way. What if you get sick in a
foreign country?
HAZEL:
They have doctors in Amsterdam. And
cancer. Someone will know what to
do.
44.
DR. MARIA
Be that as it may, without someone
familiar with your particular case,
I can't --
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