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My name is Marshall Teller.
I knew my new hometown was going to be different
from where I grew up in New Jersey,
but this is ridiculous.
Nobody believes me, but Eerie, Indiana
is the center of weirdness for the entire planet.
[CAWING]
Item, Elvis lives on my paper route.
Thank you, little paperboy.
Item, Bigfoot eats out of my trash.
Item, even man's best friend is weird.
Still don't believe me? You will.
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
MARSHALL: Death isn't exactly something I'd like to think about.
But ever since I lost my goldfish, Nosferatu, in second grade,
I knew death was a part of life,
and part of growing up.
The thing is, here in Eerie,
especially in Eerie,
death and life,
death, love and growing up
seemed to be all kinds of mixed up sometimes.
So it should come as no surprise that
the first time I ever really kissed Melanie Monroe,
we were in the Eerie cemetery.
Too bad, we weren't alone.
[CAWING]
My adventure with Melanie started a few months ago,
a week before the big seventh grade dance.
I was in English class,
hanging out with a new friend, Devon Wilde.
Devon was cool.
He was so smart, he didn't have to study.
I guess I hung out with him 'cause in Eerie, we were both outsiders.
Hey man, slow down.
Live fast.
Die young.
Leave a good looking corpse.
Class,
your attention, please.
In a few minutes,
a new student will be joining us.
Her name is Melanie Monroe and she is a very special girl.
Melanie
has a life threating heart condition
which limits the thing she can do
like take gym or do sports.
So, when she gets here,
please everyone, no excitement.
Okay?
Is that why she moved to Eerie?
She moved to Eerie, Marshall,
because her parents hope a heart transplant
will someday enable her to live a normal life.
And Eerie Hospital has a great reputation.
So please,
all of you do what you can to make her feel welcome, okay?
Melanie...
[BOTH IN UNISON] I saw her first.
[BOTH IN UNISON] No, I did.
Melanie, there's a seat at the back.
Take out your pencils, class.
We are going to discuss the death
of Mercutio.
Can't believe I forgot my pen.
[ALL] Here.
Look, guys,
she's a girl.
Not just any girl, Simon.
We're talking about the coolest girl in the whole seventh grade.
The whole universe.
Girl?
Cool?
What's so cool about a girl?
She needs a heart transplant, Simon.
That means her life is always on the line.
That means she's living on the frontier between life and death.
She's also major cute.
I'll tell you, I'd give her my heart in a second.
Not if I get there first.
[DISTANT VOICE] Help me!
Help me!
[TIRES SCREECHING]
Hi, I'm Marshall Teller.
Forget about him.
The name you need to remember is Devon.
Devon Wilde.
[BOTH IN UNISON] Remember me?
How can I forget?
Hi, I'm Simon.
Are you a girl or a lady?
We're going to World O' Stuff after school tomorrow.
We are?
You wanna come with us?
I dunno, hang out and stuff.
Uh, we're supposed to make you feel welcome right?
Sure.
That sounds great.
All right. Hey, why don't you let me carry these books for you.
I wish I could do that.
Yeah?
Watch this.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
Devon you jerk, look out!
Live fast.
Die young.
Good looking corpse.
Don't ever scare me again like that, you clown.
Wow.
SYNDI: I told Doug I was only talking to Rick because I needed
tonight's math homework and that's all.
EDGAR: You wanna watch out with these jealous types.
I remember when I was still dating your mother,
I had this lab assistant,
well she was the most beautiful
lab assistant product development had ever seen.
And your mother was...
[CHUCKLING]
It was a long time ago.
It's not important.
MARILYN: Just be careful, Edgar.
Doug doesn't own you.
Marshall, what're you doing?
Hmm? Someone talking to me?
You've been acting strange all day.
Strange even for you.
Marshall, look into my eyes.
I don't believe it.
My baby brother is in love.
I can see it in his eyes.
I'm not.
Is she cute?
Hold the phone, Marshall's blushing.
I'm not!
MARSHALL: Man, I hate when they do that.
The next day,
I was so nervous about meeting Melanie at World O' Stuff,
I got there an hour early.
There was no one else but me and that weired old fat guy in my paper route.
Say, aren't you...
You in love, little paper boy?
Well...
Uh, maybe.
How'd you know?
It's the eyes.
They give it away every time.
That's it.
I'm getting sunglasses.
Want my advice, little boy?
Buy her something tender and nice,
like a Cadillac.
I can't afford a Cadillac.
I'd give you one of mine
but I'm fresh out.
It's a good idea though.
I'll get her something nice.
Just remember, little paperboy,
love's a heart-breaker.
Oh, yes! Oh, come on.
Devon, Melanie and me had a really good time at the World O' Stuff.
I was pretty nervous when I took her to her house.
I'd never bought a gift for a girl before.
Uh, Melanie...
You probably won't believe this but,
Elvis Presley told me to give this to you.
Marshall, thank you.
Devon, thank you.
You guys are great.
Definitely she's the coolest girl that ever lived.
Yeah, she's okay.
You know what,
I think I'm gonna ask her to this dance next week.
I mean, you wouldn't mind, would you?
It's cool with you, right?
I know you like her, but...
Dude, don't worry about it.
Cool.
Devon!
Devon, look out!
[HONKS]
"To Melanie, welcome to Mars.
"I mean, welcome to Eerie, Mars."
MARSHALL: Note to myself,
this is probably not the best joke
to pull on a girl with a heart problem.
"My heart belongs to you.
"Devon Wilde, Esquire,"
[KNOCK ON THE DOOR]
Dr. Romero just called. There's been a...
Honey, they found you a heart donor.
We have to get you to the hospital right away.
Nurse!
Doc, doc?
You heard anything about Devon Wilde?
Look kid, I'll let you know as soon as I find out.
Melanie?
Mars! What're you doing here?
Devon was hit by a car.
Oh, my God. Is he okay? I don't know.
They brought him in a half hour ago.
What're you doing here?
They found a heart for me a half hour ago.
MARSHALL: That's when I'd learned that Devon had died.
And Melanie was about to get the new heart she needed.
His.
Melanie got her new heart.
And Devon was buried.
All in the same week.
Whenever I started to miss Devon,
I'd remind myself that part of Devon was still alive,
his heart.
As usual in Eerie,
there was a slight complication.
First of all, Melanie had changed.
Do you think you should be doing that?
Live fast.
Die young.
Leave a good looking corpse.
MARSHALL: She was filled with an incredible new energy.
It was great to watch. [HONKING]
But it also had me worried.
So one day, I asked her over to my house.
SYNDI: Doug, I am not jealous.
Mom, are guys worth it?
Only sometimes, sweetheart.
Hey, Mars!
Is that Melanie?
We're just going up to the attic. Bye.
Melanie, how're you feeling?
She's okay. Come on.
Bye.
ALL: Aww.
Wow, this is really cool in here.
Yeah. You're the first girl allowed in here.
Mostly it's just me and Simon.
What's this?
That's where I write.
What'd you write about?
Eerie.
You know, how weird it is.
Eerie's not weird.
Oh, yeah?
Well, check this out.
No matter which way you turn the dial,
this radio only plays music from the 1930's.
No way.
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]
MARSHALL: As that corny music started to play,
I realized how much I really liked her.
Pretty dumb, huh?
Yeah, it's very dumb.
Uh...
We never got a chance to go to the school dance.
We could dance now.
Wanna?
Sure.
MARILYN: How you kids' doing?
Fine, Mom. Fine.
That's so nice.
I made you two a little treat.
Young couple on their first date.
How cute.
We like her.
Mom, this isn't Happy Days.
Could we have a little privacy?
No problem.
Okay, one more for the road.
Come on now, fives a crowd.
Isn't she cute?
[LAUGHS]
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]
[HEART POUNDING]
Hey, what's the matter?
I think it's my heart.
It feels kind of weird.
Your heart?
Let's call a doctor or your parents.
It's over.
Yeah? I'm calling 911.
No, Marshall.
It doesn't hurt anymore.
It's kind of like it never happened.
You sure?
Maybe I ought to take you home.
Okay.
MARSHALL: As we walked to her house,
we both managed to forget about her weird heart attack.
It was a lot nicer to think about the cool night
and just being together.
So...
You okay?
Yeah.
[HEART BEATING FAST]
Melanie?
It's okay Marshall, it's over.
It's Devon's heart, isn't it?
Every time I get near you, Devon's heart--
What're you talking about?
Melanie, can't you see it?
Devon's heart is jealous.
Marshall, that's crazy.
It's like he's saying you can't be with anybody else.
Good night, Marshall.
MARSHALL: As weird as it sounded,
it was the only thing that made sense.
His heart was in her body.
And he wanted her to never forget him.
Ever.
And the worst part was,
she didn't seem to mind.
Devon,
what're we going to do?
Hi Melanie.
Marshall?
What're you doing? My parents...
Oh, check it out.
I miss him, Marshall.
No kidding.
It's like...
It's like he died for me.
Everytime I dance,
I ride a bike or have any fun, it's because of him.
How can I forget that?
You don't have to.
I miss him everyday.
But you still got to go on, right?
You gotta live, right?
He doesn't want me to.
You see what happens every time you try to kiss me? But it's you too.
You walk like him, ride a skateboard like him.
You're the one that won't let go, Melanie.
That's not true.
Are you gonna spend your whole life wearing his necklace?
Having a heart attack every time you kiss someone else?
You have to say goodbye.
Tell him to leave you alone.
And take those pictures and put them away.
[KNOCK ON THE DOOR]
MELANIE'S FATHER: Melanie, are you all right in there?
Yeah, I'm fine, Dad. Thanks.
[WHISPERING] Please, please, they can hear.
Meet me at World O' Stuff after school tomorrow.
I can't.
Just say you'll be there.
We have to talk about this.
Oh, Devon.
Mars! Looking for Melanie?
Is she here? She just left.
She said something about going to the Eerie cemetery.
Cemetery?
MELANIE: Marshall's right.
I can't live like this.
You're in my dreams.
You're in my thoughts.
You even got me riding that dumb skateboard all over town.
Devon,
I promise I'll never forget you.
Or what you gave me.
But you got to leave me alone and let me live my life.
Okay?
Bye, Devon.
I'll never forget you.
I'm glad you did that.
I realized something last night, Marshall.
I wasn't ready for Devon.
And I'm not ready for you either.
I have to be by myself for a while.
Don't you think?
Yeah.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Hey, buddy.
Wanna go look for UFOs?
Yeah.
MARSHALL: The first time I ever really kissed Melanie Monroe,
we were in the Eerie cemetery.
Too bad we weren't alone.
And too bad it was the very last time.
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
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