Luyện nghe bài hát Because The Internet Screenplay - Part 2

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*******[PLAY "DIAL UP" AT THIS POINT]*******

The Boy lies, arms to his side, on his bed, looking at the
Spiders drop from single strands of web from all the posts on the bed. It looks pretty. All of them dropping simultaneously swaying together. They whisper:

......where are
................who is
...don't

It's a song

*******[PLAY SONG "THE WORST GUYS" AT THIS

INT. MANSION -
More people are at the house. People and smoking. Shoes off. It's a Temple. Respect it
The wall of the living room has been pushed into the wall, so there's a seamless transiting from living room to backyard patio
sit on the swings underneath space heaters
EMILY is in the middle of the table. Swank plays pool around her. RUBEN is filming Marcus and Steve throwing things in the fire pit
AJ is in the middle of the living room
guy is running through the living room in just a towel. He is dripping water. He almost slips
The projector room (theatre) is Fight/Vine compilations. Two dudes are in there not watching. Just smoking
The Boy through the backyard. There's a dude and a girl making out on the bar outside. They're sitting on the bar

       THE BOY: Don't sit on
They look at him. He stares back. They get down. He walks away. stare as he leaves. The Boy walks to the edge of the pool and looks at the ocean go into the sky

      KID IN A HAT (laughing/whisper): Hurry!

This kid in a hat and his friend are out the front door with an iPad and a midi controller. The Boy walks inside. Marcus stops him. He's out of breath and looks wet

       THE BOY: Some just stole some stuff
       MARCUS: Please tell me you saw that Argentinan...Argentinian? Argentina-girl. I say it-
       THE BOY: Stop inviting niggas in here. If you don't know their names they can't come
       MARCUS: I don't you right now. I just fucked in a steam shower and I feel CRAZY. It's like I came in a Prince video. I like, blacked out. Couldn't breath in there, mane. I- (wait) Fuck! Is she still in there? You think she's okay? (He thinks)
       THE BOY: You're the of my friends

The Boy away

INT. ROOM - NIGHT
The Boy walks up to the door. he can open it, Sasha opens it from the inside. She's with another girl. It feels like they just did a drug or were stealing something themselves
Sasha sees The Boy. Startled. she smirks

       SASHA: in! Quick!

She pulls him in. The other girl on the bed

       OTHER UUUUUGGGGHHHHHHH. SOOOOO SOOOOOFFFFTTT
      Hurry, hurry, hurry. Scoot, scoot

The Boy lays against the wall. Sasha on the bed
Silence.

      (CONT'D): Show us your dick
      BOY: Wha?
       SASHA: Do it. it
       OTHER Ew

      BOY: Ha

       THE BOY (CONT'D):
       SASHA: Cause it's probably and I wanna laugh at it
       OTHER I've never seen a black dick. Is it purple?
      Grape dick
      GIRL (agreeing): Grape dick

Sasha up and starts to punch The Boy playfully. The other girl is laughing crazy

       SASHA: Do it. be weird!
       OTHER GIRL: be weird a little!

The punches slowly stop. Then Sasha starts kissing The Boy. You can't see their waist, but stuff is going on. Then stuff stops

       SASHA: What's wrong? is weird?
       THE No
       SASHA: You don't to? This is weird?
      BOY: No. I want to
       SASHA: Then...what's going on,
      BOY: Hold on

The Boy plays with his dick. Nothing. like gum
Silence. Fidgeting. Sasha's got a EMOJI] look on her face

       THE BOY (CONT'D): on
He walks into the bathroom and closes the door. Locked. Silence. Sasha sits on the

       OTHER GIRL: up?

*******[PLAY SONG "SHADOWS" AT POINT]*******

INT. BATHROOM -
The Boy sits on the floor. Head in

Damn, guy

The Boy's ex-girlfriend steps out of the closet

       VANESSA: are you doing?
      BOY (head in hands): Chillin
       VANESSA:In the
       THE Mmm-hmm
       VANESSA: Well, I to go out
       THE BOY ("no"):

Vanessa playfully throws things from the counter at him (toothbrush, cup, floss, soap). He throws some of it back. She starts laughing. He her to the ground with him

      Why are you so moody?
      BOY: I'm not. Let me enjoy this for a second
       VANESSA: We can do this outside,
       THE BOY: We could live the rest of our lives here. There's a TV in the mirror. There's fresh water every we flush. I heard they're building a sandwich place in the shower

smh and smiles

      Get up. We're going
      BOY: Come 'on-
      I mean it!

She pulls him up. She opens up the closet and pulls The Boy in
Coachella is the closet
There are people saying things, giving opinions, feeling interesting. Everyone has a purpose today. It's a time
The Boy chases after Vanessa and her. He carries her for like three steps, then they walk together, holding hands

       VANESSA (CONT'D): We have to see everything together. I don't wanna split up this time. We each get to choose one band the other one can't make you (then) What's wrong?
      BOY (smh): ...
       VANESSA (disappointed): Really?...You're really doing this to me? now?
       THE BOY: You don't think this is a waste of our
       VANESSA: No, I don't me and you together is a waste of time. That's what you think. And I'm tired of trying to convince you otherwise. At least be a man and break up with me instead of telling me I don't like you
       THE BOY: But you don't! You don't really like me. I just look good when you scroll past me the rest of your "I'm almost Vashtie" bullshit

[NO EMOJI]

       VANESSA (teary whisper): You're so
      BOY: I'm trying to be honest
       VANESSA: Mean doesn't mean honest! Honest can mean. But only if you mean it
      BOY (so many "means"): Wait...the-
       VANESSA: I'm trying so hard with you. But I'm not gonna us. I won't waste your time anymore

She starts walking away. she looks to the sky and shoots up like a rocket. She looks like a shooting star in the sky. Not a sound is heard while this happens. They never see each other again

the coyotes come out
They're glowing blue. circling and they're talking about music

      1: What'd you think of 2 Chainz' set?
       WOLF 2: It was really fun. His live shows gotten way better. I saw him last spring in Chicago
       WOLF GLASSES: Have you heard that Roc Marciano album on vinyl? It's so good, man
       MESSY, BUT COOL WOLF: You guys, this is my fiance, another wolf. He or she in a small music or graphic design for niche clothing or this app I'm building

They rip The Boy to shreds while they talk. everywhere. The Boy doesn't make a sound. Lets it happen

INT. BATHROOM -
The Boy realizes he is pacing in the shower. He's been in there for a minute, cause the water is
He opens the door. The girls are gone. The small clock on the desk says "5:23 AM". There's also a note written in lipstick on the mirror that "YOUR FUCKED" (smh at the "your"). Probably Sasha. She's probably right

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INT. LIVING - NIGHT
The house isn't totalled, just dirty. Empty cups, bottles, cigarette butts, etc. The Boy sees Steve and Swank out on the couch

       THE BOY: Let's go
       STEVE (waking up): Where we
      BOY: Oakland
       SWANK: When's the leave?
       THE BOY: driving
       SWANK: Wha? (then) we get poor?

INT. ROOM - NIGHT
Fam's sleeping. There's a naked girl sleeping him. The Boy comes in

       THE BOY: We're

The Boy leaves. Fam his eyes

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*******[PLAY SONG "TELEGRAPH AVE." AT THIS

EXT. MANSION -
Swank, Steve, and Fam are in the car. The Boy sits down in the driver's seat

       He out his phone and texts someone named NYALA: Im driving up now

...(that moment you know exactly what they're typing and how they doing it)
       She writes DONT

The Boy looks at this. Then starts up the car and turns on the radio and out of the driveway
A passes...
Then we see the girl that was in bed with Fam walk out in the doorway

       THAT GIRL FAM KNOWS THAT ONE PLACE: Fam?

EXT. I-5 - MORNING
Everyone's in the car except The Boy who's driving (AJ is there too. They picked him up.). Lloyd's "Oakland" is playing on the radio. The Boy turns it up so he feels like he's in a video. He pushes his seat back so he can lean

      Ow, ow!

He slammed knees. Sorry
The Boy speeds through the empty highway. It's really pretty. I'm not sure what those factories are in the middle of nowhere with all the on them. They're probably horrible for the earth, but they look really magical at night. He passes one of those factories
There's a lot of rolling hills. Lotta farms. There's a slaughterhouse. Smells and looks grey and awful. All the cows look really sad. Maybe I'm just making them sad. Maybe fine
Looking at the of crops criss-cross on farms as they pass
a billboard. It says: ROSCOE'S WETSUIT
The Boy stares at it. a white billboard with "roscoe's wetsuit" on it

EXT. MIDDLE OF IN-N-OUT - DAY
The guys are sitting on their car, burgers at the far end of the parking lot
As The Boy bites into his double-double he thinks about the slaughterhouse. he looks at his burger. He laughs
Two women out. They look like they're in their late 30s. Swank spots em. One of the women is wearing a Northwestern hoodie

       SWANK (re: hoodie): way from Chicago
      1: Alumni
      There's no way. You can't be over twenty-three

The women just and close their doors. They drive off

       SWANK (CONT'D): See that? Johnny Appleseed of confidence, man. leaving little seeds with everyone
A car crazily pulls up next to the In-N-Out. Two dudes jump out with masks and

       FAM:

They run inside. We see people running in cars, and driving off. All of our guys stay seated on their car. Just eating
A minute goes by. No gun shots. Just
The two dudes run out. Just as they do, you can the police coming

      DUDE 1: MOVE, RYAN!
      This nigga's using his real name. Treated
       STEVE: Could be a code
       AJ: definitely his real name. No one's robbery name is "Ryan". It's something like..."Snake-Man"

all make a face

       AJ (CONT'D): Fuck ya'll. I wouldn't rob a place with ya'll pussy ass

The Police up. Ryan tries to get away, but they pin him. The other dude shoots at the cop

      We should leave. They're shooting at the cops. Which means the other cops coming give a fuck 'bout bystanders now
       MARCUS (in anchorman voice): Two men were arrested in an attempted robbery at an burger today. (mumbling) Also some niggers ended up dead, we don't know. This is news, people!
       STEVE: After frisked, the dead suspects somehow got guns and shot themselves in the head even though they were handcuffed and in the back of a tiny-ass squad car
       THE BOY: chief states: "no investigation needed"
       STEVE: "White still safe!"

They laugh. As start to drive off

Suddenly two cop screech in front of them

       COP 1: IN THE AIR!
      Fuck

All of the put their hands up

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EXT. OAKLAND - DAY
Everyone looks a bummed. Silence. More silence

       THE BOY: here

They pull to a row of brownstones

      Great. Why are we where is this?

The Boy gets out of the car and up to the door. As he's about to knock, the door opens. Nyla is standing there. Her face is a mix of anger and strange sympathy. Like she refused to cry like...an hour ago?

      BOY: Hey-
       NYLA: There's a point you reach when you're no longer able to feel like you did. Not about a person, not with a certain place, you just can't feel like you did because that muscle or whatever is just...dead. Or
       THE Hi, Nyla
       NYLA: When alone, you might be able to remember it. You might even hear a song that makes you question it. But you don't have it. It doesn't exist anymore. It's dead. Do you understand?
       THE BOY: Yes. Absolutely. But
       NYLA: I AM AT THAT POINT,

Tears. She's not crying. just that mad
A dude pokes his head out from the in the brownstone. The Boy and him make eye contact

       THE BOY: isn't what you think it is. I didn't come here to...look, I saw this dude die and-
      And you're scared. So you came here
       THE BOY: I'm not scared. I just wanna be with who knows me for a little
       NYLA: I know you. We're not together. I have company. Go home
       THE BOY: Okay, you're being now
       NYLA: "Mean?" Who You're an adult. Also, you embarrassed me
       THE BOY (to the dude in the hallway): We were planning on having a kid together. She and we had a whole plan. Like adults or something. Then I backed out. So... (then) You're second at best is what I'm saying

The guy goes -__- [SIDE EYE

      What is wrong with you?
       THE I don't know
       NYLA: Me

This is really sad for both of em. They wanna know. Nyla closes the door

       NYLA (CONT'D through the door): Please up
The Boy stands there...then Swank walks up to him on the of the brownstone
       SWANK: Can I use her That double-double's makin moves

The Boy walks away and gets in the car. Swank stands there for a moment. Then tries to cut off a fart his hand as he walks to the car

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*******[PLAY SONG "SWEATPANTS AVE." AT THIS

INT. CLUB - NIGHT
The guys sit at a table in the corner. The Boy is sitting in the corner. Fam is texting. Swank and Steve are talking to two girls. A promoter over

       PROMOTER: Ey. You gonna sit here
       THE BOY:
       PROMOTER: Well, you gotta order
      BOY: A bottle?
       PROMOTER: Yeah. A

They

       THE BOY: take 12 bottles

gives him a [NO MOUTH EMOJI]. The Boy just stares at him...he's serious. The promoter walks off

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Twelve girls with bottles and sparklers emerge around the club from the back. It's a parade. They curve around the club making a big to do. People are staring, "is Diddy here? OMG Diddy's here!"
The parade gets to the top of the stairs where the is. But when they turn the corner, the guys are gone already. There's a stack of cash sitting in the middle of the table
The promoter there

INT. - LATE NIGHT

The guys are

       SWANK: But eat animals, man. Animals!
      The argument is that we've been given the freewill and understanding of life. So we shouldn't because the option is there for us
       SWANK: Man, in Nigeria they made me AND my little brother slaughter a goat. We raised that goat, man. I loved that fucking goat. And one day we came home school and they just handed us the knife. I've seen the blood man. I've heard the screams. I still ate the shit though

...I was here

       THE We were here before
      What?
       THE BOY: done this before
FAM: Nah man. This is our first together in Oakland
       THE BOY: This is every night. is all the nights, man
      (weirded out): Nahhhh. We switch it up, man

The Boy stops listening. Across the way there's a group of kids eating in a booth. They're laughing and talking behind the back of a friend they don't seem to like very much. One of the girls is going in. But behind her, there's a guy in a colorful faux 90's hat. He's writing on the wall in sharpie
writing "roscoe's wetsuit"
The Boy gets up and over

      BOY: Excuse me. What does that mean?
      KID: What?
       THE Roscoe's wetsuit
       HAT Oh. I don't know
      BOY: Yes you do
       HAT KID:
       THE BOY: You what it means. Tell me
       HAT KID: I know. I saw it online
       THE BOY: So you just write shit you
       HAT Fuck's your problem?

Fam up. Grabs The Boy

       FAM: Ey. just eat

The Boy and Fam sit

       HAT KID: It means I sat on mom's face

The Boy SLAMS his on the table. It's loud. Everyone in the diner looks at him. The Boy doesn't look up

       THE BOY (quiet): Tell me what it is or I'll cut you open and the answer

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EXT. HOTEL -
The guys roll up to the front of the

       SWANK: That kid was scared as fuck! He was [OPEN MOUTH EMOJI]
      (to The Boy): You good?

Boy say anything

INT. HOTEL - NIGHT
The guys walk in the lobby. There's an Indian wedding happening. They're probably not called Indian weddings. It's probably just a wedding, but all the people participating happen to be Indian. There's a bunch of guys talking and quietly laughing in the hall. The door to the banquet room is open as they pass. The Boy stops. The bride and groom are slow dancing. The Bride is quite pretty. eyes and dark skin. She's got the aura of a business woman. Probably met him at Stanford and was like "this is reliable". The groom looks like a caricature of a good ol' fashion white dude

      Good for him
       SWANK: Nah. He don't get any interracial points. He's just doing what white guys been doing since forever. what he wants
       AJ: Really? that?
       SWANK: Man, I used to get so pissed when girls would watch Boy Meets World and be like "Ryder Strong's so dope for having a girlfriend". Man, fuck that nigga
       AJ: Come on, man. My dad's white and his parents didn't like my mom. They just started talking
       SWANK (over the top): Oh you're poor white dad! (then) Nigga, shut up. Take that team light skin shit
       THE BOY: never seen one of these
      A first dance?
       THE A wedding
       FAM: Yeah. (then) Marriage is so wack. I mean, I get it. But come on, yo. Forever? ("Ms. Jackson") Forever, Forever, ever?
       THE BOY: You think either of don't wanna do it?
      Mane, I bet both of em are like that
       THE BOY: They happy as fuck though
       FAM: Cause they reached their goal. In a they'll be like "oh fuck...goals are dumb."
      Goals are dumb?
       FAM: your life a goal is dumb. I think. This shit is supposed to be just fun. (then) I took an edible at the diner. It's kickin in. Hard. I'mma go upstairs
       THE Okay

They both there for a moment

       FAM: I'm gonna need some

AJ Fam by the arm

      (CONT'D): There we go

They to the elevators

       MARCUS: look for some bridesmaids

He off

      (yelling to Marcus): Gee-van-chi!
       MARCUS (calling back): Nigga, god you
       STEVE (to The Boy): you doin?

The Boy stares at the

       THE I'mma stay down here
       SWANK: You
       THE BOY: I'm

They Kanye shrug, then walk off to the bar. The Boy walks the banquet

INT. BANQUET - NIGHT
The lights are low. Most of the people have up to pee or something. The Boy just stares at the couple. Then he decides to start recording. A man comes up to him

       OLDER INDIAN DUDE:Who are you here
      BOY (not looking up from his phone): The groom. We went to college together
      INDIAN DUDE: Oh. (then) Nice isn't it?
       THE BOY (sincere):
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: When the buddies start getting married, that you're next
       THE BOY: I think so
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: That's what everyone says. That's what I thirty years ago
      BOY: I don't believe in marriage. (then) Maybe that's not true. But I am against it
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: What do you in?
       THE BOY: Cool baby
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: Ahhhhh. But how many women you know are in your concept?
       THE BOY: More than you'd think. I find if you have a job and are actually interested in raising a child, women, who are a little older, tend to be responsive. I just don't think like being labeled that. (then) Do you get tired of it?
       OLDER INDIAN Of marriage?
       THE Of marriage. Of her. Of yourself

He

       OLDER DUDE: Yes. Sometimes
       THE BOY: why?
       OLDER INDIAN I had to man-up. It was time. I don't regret it
       THE Well I don't have to man-up. I did what I'm supposed to do. I found the things I'm good at. I didn't get anyone pregnant on the way there. And I've had mature relationships that prepared me for what marriage is
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: Mature
       THE Yeah. I keep in touch with all my exes. We're all friends
      INDIAN DUDE: You still call them
       THE I send em a happy birthday text or DM 'em
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: That's not a friend. I do that with my boss. And I hate my boss. (to himself) Korean kid thinks he know everything

       OLDER INDIAN DUDE (CONT'D): do you do?
       THE BOY: I troll celebrities, politicians, or anyone large enough online cache until I get a response. I post those responses and/or convos on my blog. And I charge gossip blogs and advertisers to advertise on my site and sometimes me and my friend put out novelty books of fucked up things we find online while digging up dirt on said celebrities and/ or politicians and sell it to niche book stores or larger stores that fit our aesthetic

The man just stares, not

      BOY (CONT'D): How old are you?
       OLDER DUDE: Fifty-three
       THE BOY: I'm Bill O'Reilly
      INDIAN DUDE: Oh

The older man leaves. A shlubby man in a suit comes to the in front. People clap for the end of the dance

       MAN IN SUIT: I've known Safia and Greg since college and I honestly knew this day happen since we were getting high in my dorm room junior year at GW. (to mom) Sorry Mrs. Healey, Greg smokes weed. You gotta deal!

laughs

       MAN IN SUIT (CONT'D): But honestly, may you two spend the rest of your lives and happy

"Awwww"

      IN SUIT (CONT'D): And now, the traditional "march to forever" to bless the bride and groom with happiness for all their days to come

claps

*******[PLAY SONG "3005" AT POINT]*******

Little creatures slowly start to march out from the kitchen. Some have banners that say "HAPPY MARRIAGE!". Some have sparklers. They all bounce on beat. It's cute for a very short moment. it feels wrong
All the creatures have two legs, two arms, like humans. But they are definitely not humans. One of the giveaways being that they are naked, but seem to have genitals
All the creatures are heavy out their mouths (their noses being two tiny slits probably don't allow for heavy air traffic)
They're about three feet high. Their eyes are larger than they should be and are spread farther on their faces. They don't have hair anywhere on their bodies. They all have forced smiles on their faces. You can see their teeth are just a little too sharp when they smile. Insinuating carnivorous behavior. If they wanted to, at any they could jump on you and rip out your throat in .8 seconds. But they're not right now. They're marching
One of the creatures has tears in its eyes. Still smiling tho. the smile
Everyone is smiling as they march past, but they're all very cautious. Clearly worried that one may attack. The Boy as the creatures reach the front of the party and form a circle. They do this weird clapping, almost step team routine, then stop. The music stops

      1: We did it!
      2: Yay!

Everyone claps. The bride and groom force a smile. The creatures slowly make their way to the kitchen. All that's heard is their struggled breathing and clammy skin hitting the wooden dance floor. One stares at The Boy as he (or she) leaves

...that was unacceptable. UNNACCEPTABLE!]