The Fault in Our Stars Page #3

HAZEL (V.O.)

... to make my parents happy.

HAZEL:

Are you gonna sit here and wait the

whole time?

FRANNIE:

Of course not, no. I...

(she totally is)

I have errands to run.

Hazel knows she's not planning to run any errands. She

doesn't press the issue.

HAZEL:

Ok.

FRANNIE:

Love you.

HAZEL:

Love you too Mom.

HAZEL (V.O.)

The only thing worse than biting it

from cancer - is having a kid bite

it from cancer.

As Frannie gets back in the car, she shouts to her daughter:

9.

FRANNIE:

Make some friends!

Hazel just shakes her head. CUT TO:

INT CHURCH - SAME

Hazel walks towards the elevator. An EXTREMELY SICK LOOKING

KID holds it open for her. Hazel thinks better of it.

HAZEL:

I'll take the stairs.

The KID nods. The doors shut. Hazel is reminded - it could

always be worse. She turns to go, walking right into:

GUS HAZEL:

Ooph. Sorry!

A SUPREMELY BEAUTIFUL BOY (we will come to know him as GUS).

Tall, lean, muscular, straight short mahogany hair, blue

eyes. Hazel has never seen a better looking kid in her life.

GUS HAZEL:

My bad. No, it's...

For a brief moment, the Earth stops. They stand looking at

one another. Hazel is speechless.

HAZEL:

Excuse me.

With the Beautiful Boy watching, a wan smile on his face,

Hazel shuffles off as fast as she can, ducking into:

INT BATHROOM - SAME

Hazel catches her breath. Shakes her head. Surprised at

herself.

She looks in the mirror. So doesn't like what she sees. The

Earth starts moving again. CUT TO:

INT CHURCH BASEMENT - LATER

Hazel sits in the Circle of Sick.

PATRICK:

Who would like to begin?

No volunteers. Hazel catches sight of the Beautiful Boy,

sitting next to Isaac. He seems to be watching her, that same

flirty smile on his face. She self-consciously looks away.

10.

PATRICK:

Isaac, I know you're facing a

challenging time. Perhaps you would

like to say something...

Isaac nods, rises.

ISAAC:

Yeah, um... I'm Isaac. 17. Eye

cancer.

(BEAT)

It's looking like another surgery

in a couple weeks. After which,

well, I'll be blind...

Hazel tries to focus on what Isaac's saying but it's

difficult. She still feels the Beautiful Boy's gaze on her.

ISAAC:

Not that I'm complaining or

anything. I know a lot of you have

it way worse but, still, I mean,

you know, being blind's gonna

suck...

As Isaac shares, the Beautiful Boy doesn't look away from

Hazel. Hazel finds this intimidating. And intimidation

irritates her. So she decides to play the game with him,

meeting his gaze and holding it just as firmly.

A staring contest.

ISAAC:

...My girlfriend helps. And friends

like Augustus here...

Isaac nods towards the Beautiful Boy who now has a name -

AUGUSTUS. He still doesn't look away from Hazel.

ISAAC:

So... yeah. That's what's up.

ALL IN UNISON:

"We're here for you Isaac."

The staring contest continues another few beats until:

PATRICK:

And does your friend want to speak?

This causes the Beautiful Boy to momentarily look away. Aha,

he's lost the contest! Hazel smiles, flicks her eyebrows up

as if to say "Victory is mine!" He smiles back at her, the

most radiant smile on the planet. He turns back to the Group.

GUS:

Hi. I'm Augustus Waters. 17. Had a

touch of osteosarcoma bout a year

and a half ago - lost this baby as

a result...

11.

Gus holds up his right leg - a prosthetic.

GUS:

But really I'm just here at Isaac's

request.

PATRICK:

And how are you feeling Augustus?

GUS:

Me? Oh I'm grand. I'm on a roller

coaster that only goes up, my

friend.

Hazel smiles. Gus catches this. Embarrassed, she stops

smiling and looks away.

PATRICK:

Perhaps you'd like to share your

fears with the group, Augustus.

GUS:

My fears?

Gus thinks about this.

GUS:

Oblivion.

PATRICK:

Oblivion?

ANGLE ON Hazel, intrigued.

GUS:

Yeah, see... I intend to live an

extraordinary life. To be

remembered. If I'm scared of

anything it's... not doing that.

Patrick doesn't quite have the tools to deal with that.

PATRICK:

Would, uh, anyone like to speak to

that?

And Hazel's hand goes up. Even Patrick is surprised by that.

PATRICK:

Hazel! That's unexpected.

Hazel stands, takes a second to gather her thoughts. Augustus

watches her, waits for it.

HAZEL:

I just wanna say... there will come

a time when, you know, all of us

are dead.

Gus is now even more fixed on her than before.

12.

HAZEL:

It might be tomorrow. Might be a

million years from now but... it's

gonna happen. And when it does,

enough generations will come and

go, there'll be no one left to

remember Cleopatra. Or Mozart. Or

Muhammad Ali, let alone any of us,

right?

The look on Gus's face is unreadable.

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