But we know thatMartin's grandmother
is in abetter place.
How is dirt a better place?
I mean, if you're a bone,I understand,
but not if you're Grandma.
'Cause nobody's gonnawant to dig up Grandma
for later and chow down.Shut up.
Don't tell me to shut up.
Unite us together again,
Are you okay,Martin?
She was aliveyesterday.
Now she's gone.
I will take thatas a yes.
I'm worried aboutMartin, you guys.
He's actingreally weird.
Speaking of weird,
check out the new girl.
You just killedthat butterfly.
The average life spanof a butterfly
is like a month.
It was probablyon its deathbed.
Do you like death, too?
Want to show death
we're not afraid of it...together?
Who's this dude?
I want you back, Jane.
Nothing can get me back,Derrick.
What if I challengeyour new boyfriend
to a duelto the death?
You guys fight.
The winner gets me.
There's a thunderstormon its way, dude.
Meet me at the top ofthe library clock tower
in 20 minutes.
And wear a tinfoil hat,
the most dangerous hatto wear in a thunderstorm.
I'll meetyou there.
Martin, youcan't do this.
And you're definitelynot supposed to die
because of somestupid girl.
Friendship versus tail,
the eternal conundrum.