~Script 18~

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This script is a scene from Five Feet Apart. You need two people, a boy, Will, and a girl, Stella.

(The door opens. Will walks in, Stella is sitting on the floor)

Stella: "Barb didn't see you come in, did she?"

Will: "No." (Will goes and sits across from Stella, about a five-six foot distance)

Will: "Abby's dead, isn't she?"

Stella: "You're as delicate as a jackhammer."

Will: "We don't have time for delicacy, Stella. We're dying."

Stella: "Can you stop reminding me that I'm dying? I get it. I get that. Okay? I just can't. I have been dying my whole life. Every birthday, we celebrated like it was my last one."

Will: "I know. Me, too."

Stella: "Because then, yeah, as you pointed out, Abby died. And then my parents' marriage died. And it was supposed to be me.  Everybody was ready for that. Everybody was prepared for that. I just, I can't die. I just...my parents...I can't."

Will: "Is that why you're so obsessed with your regimen? You're not afraid of dying. You have survivors guilt."

Stella: "Will."

Will: "You're a sick girl with survivors guilt. This is out of your control."

Stella: "I just don't have any other choice, okay?"

Will: "You do. But that's what I'm trying to tell you."

Stella: (stands up in frustration) "I don't! Will, I don't."

Will: "Okay, Stella. Hey, I'm sorry. We're supposed to be meditating." (Stella gets up and leaves the room) "Stella, come on!"

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