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(SONG PLAYING) I'll find a place somewhere in the corner I'm gonna waste the rest of my days Just watching patiently from the window Just waiting Seasons change someday Oh, oh, my dreams will pull you Through that garden gate I want to be the wandering sailor We're silhouettes by the light of the moon I sit playing solitaire by the window Just waiting Seasons change, aha You'll see, one day These dreams will pull you through my door And I'll come running to tie your shoe I'll come running to tie your shoe I'll come running to tie your shoe I'll come running to tie your shoe GREG: So, if we make this film, people are gonna be, like: "Oh, Greg and Earl, "they're those weird filmmakers. "They're always creepily filming stuff. "They'll probably sneak into your house one night "and film you while you're sleeping." But people probably already think that, 'cause you gave Rachel those stupid films. (MUFFLED) This is nasty as hell. GREG: So now, I've become completely conspicuous, like all the time. People look at me and think, "Filmmaker." The hell even is this? When they're not already thinking, "Cancer girl's boyfriend." It tastes like a dog's funky-ass butthole. Furthermore, we agreed to do a film that we have no idea what it should look like... ...or sound like, or even be. I mean, what the hell sort of film should we even make? Huh? I mean, what was I thinking? EARL: You were thinking that girl Madison had nice titties. I mean, I like the titties too, but now you got a problem. 'Cause I ain't agreed to do this shit. You did.
Me & Earl & the Dying Girl
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Look, you guys can go if you want. GREG: We're on drugs. Oh, shit! Why are you on drugs? Well, we're accidentally on drugs. "Accidentally"? McCarthy gave us some soup. Well, McCarthy gave us some of his, you know, just regular, normal soup... ...but then, it was the last of the soup so we had to go get some more... ...from a restaurant, on the fifth floor of an office building. And in the same building, there was a Jamaican embassy... ...and we ended up getting trapped in an elevator with a Rastafarian guy... ...and he just hotboxed the whole elevator, so... We were stuck in there for, like, 25 minutes... ...and we had to breathe the weird marijuana air. Earl, am I right? That's exactly what happened.
Me & Earl & the Dying Girl
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RACHEL: Dear Pittsburgh State Admissions: I'm writing on behalf of someone who gave me half a year of his life... ...at the time when I was at my most difficult to be around. He has a very low opinion of himself, which is why I think it's necessary... ...that you hear from someone who sees him as he actually is: A limitlessly kind, sweet, giving, and genuine person. No matter how much he would deny it.
Me & Earl & the Dying Girl