I believe we have a choice in this world about how to tell sad stories.

On the one hand, _________1________ when nothing is too messed up that it can't be fixed with a Peter Gabriel song. I like that version as much as the next girl does.

It's just not the truth. This is the truth.

Doctor's appointments, reality shows, worst of all, support groups.

Christ is our friend and he'll be there till the end.

Alright. Hazel? How are you doing?

You mean besides the cancer? Alright, I guess.

Why don't I play another song?

You need to be a teenager.

If you want me to be a teenager you don't send me to Support Group. You've gotta get me a fake ID so I can go to clubs and take pot.

Uh... you don't take pot.

That is the kind of thing I would know with a fake ID.

Hey, make some friends.

Sorry.

My bad.

I'm Augustus Waters. _________2________ for about a year and a half.

Maybe you'd like to share some of your fears with the group.

Oblivion.

What's your name?

Hazel.

Why are you staring at me?

Cause you're beautiful.

Really?

You just ruined this whole thing!

The whole thing?

Yes, this whole thing!

Oh, man.

You were doing really well, too.

I've never lit one.

It's a metaphor, see: You put the thing that does the killing right between your teeth, but you never give it the power to kill you. A metaphor.

So, what's your story?

I was diagnosed when I was thirteen...

No, no, no, no! Not your cancer story, your real story. Your hobbies, your passions, _____3_________.

I am quite unextraordinary.

I reject that out of hand.

You know Gus talks about you all the time.

We're just friends.

You trying to keep your distance from me in no way lessens my affection for you.

Gus, I'm a grenade!

One day I'm gonna blow up, and I'm gonna obliterate everything in my wake, and I don't want to hurt you.

You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, but you do have a say in who hurts you.

I am in love with you, Hazel Grace.

Augustus.

And I know that love is just a shout into the void and that oblivion is inevitable. And I am in love with you. All your efforts to keep me from you are gonna fail.

It's stuck. We are a hot mess.

You're so beautiful.

Are you angry?

So angry.

You need to break something.

I fell in love in the way that you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.

It's a good life, Hazel Grace. Okay?

Okay.