The Fault in Our Stars Page #26
FRANNIE:
You heard me?
Frannie has tears in her eyes. Hazel looks away, feeling
terrible.
FRANNIE:
You heard me say that to your
father?
Frannie sits down on the couch with her daughter.
99.
FRANNIE:
Oh god, sweetie. I'm sorry. I was
wrong, ok? It wasn't true. It's not
something I believe.
Michael sits across from them.
FRANNIE:
As long as either of us is alive, I
will be your mother. Even if you
die, I --
HAZEL:
When.
FRANNIE:
Even when you die, I will still be
your mother. I will always be your
Mother.
By now Michael is crying too. They all are.
HAZEL:
I worry that you won't have a life.
That you'll sit around all day with
no me to look after and stare at
the walls and be miserable or off
yourselves or something.
FRANNIE:
We're not gonna off ourselves. It's
gonna hurt like hell to lose you
BUT --
MICHAEL:
Hazel. You of all people know it's
possible to live with pain.
She takes that in. It rings true to her. Hazel nods.
FRANNIE:
I don't just sit around, you know.
Hazel is confused. Frannie looks at Michael like, "should I
say something?" She goes for it.
FRANNIE:
I'm taking some classes. Online. To
get my master's in social work.
HAZEL:
You are?
Hazel is stunned.
HAZEL:
So when you're waiting for me
outside Support Group or whatever,
you're always --
100.
FRANNIE:
Working or reading. If I get my
MSW, I can council families in
crisis or lead groups dealing with
ILLNESS --
HAZEL:
Why didn't you tell me?
Frannie and Michael don't quite know what to say.
MICHAEL:
We didn't want you to feel
ABANDONED --
HAZEL:
Are you kidding? Mom, this is
awesome! This is fantastic! Oh my
god!
Hazel grabs her Mom for a hug.
HAZEL:
I'm so excited! You're gonna be so
great, Mom!
FRANNIE:
Thank you. That means everything to
me.
Mom and Daughter hug. And when it's over:
FRANNIE:
I'd still really like you to eat.
HAZEL:
I know Mom. And I will. I promise.
But right now... I really gotta go.
INT CHURCH - LATER
Hazel enters the Literal Heart of Jesus room which is now
empty except for Isaac, up on a dais, and Gus, in his
wheelchair. Gus is thinner than we've ever seen him, thinner
than any young man should be. But for now, he's happy.
GUS:
Hazel Grace, you look ravishing.
HAZEL:
I know, right?
(BEAT)
So, um, what's going on guys?
ISAAC:
You're late.
HAZEL:
Late for what exactly?
101.
Gus gestures for her to sit next to him and she does.
GUS:
I wanted to attend my funeral. By
the way, will you speak at my
funeral?
Hazel looks at him like "of course, silly" and then kisses
him on the mouth.
GUS:
Sweet. I'm hopeful I'll get to
attend as a ghost, but just to make
sure, I thought I'd - well, not to
put you on the spot, but I thought
I'd arrange a pre-funeral.
HAZEL:
Why now?
GUS:
No time like the present.
HAZEL:
(looks around the room)
How did you even get in here?
GUS:
Would you believe they leave the
door open at night?
HAZEL:
Um, no.
GUS:
As well you shouldn't.
He smiles and for a brief moment it's old Gus. Hazel laughs.
Isaac clears his throat.
ISAAC:
"Augustus Waters was a self-
aggrandizing bastard. But we
forgive him. We forgive him... not
because he had a heart as
figuratively good as his actual one
sucked, or because he got 18 years
when he should have gotten more."
GUS:
17.
ISAAC:
I'm assuming you've got some time,
you interrupting bastard! I mean
seriously...
(back to the speech)
"Augustus Waters talked so much
that he'd interrupt you at his own
funeral. And he was pretentious.
(MORE)
102.
ISAAC (CONT'D)
Sweet Jesus that kid never took a
piss without pondering the
resonances of human waste
production. And he was vain. But
that comes with superhuman
handsomeness."
Gus nods - that part is true.
ISAAC:
"But I will say this: when the
scientists of the future show up at
my house with robot eyes and they
tell me to try them on, I will tell
the scientists to piss off, because
I don't even want to see a world
without Augustus Waters."
Hazel smiles - but it's one that triggers an immediate
emotional waterfall.
ISAAC:
"And then, of course, having made
my rhetorical point, I will put my
robot eyes on because, I mean...
robot eyes!"
Gus has a big smile on his face.
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