Luyện nghe bài hát Because The Internet Screenplay - Part 2

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

The Boy lies, arms to his side, on his bed, at the ceiling
Spiders slowly drop from 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 almost a

SONG "THE WORST GUYS" AT THIS POINT]*******

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

      BOY: Don't sit on that
They look at him. He stares back. They get down. He walks away. They stare as he leaves. The Boy 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 are running 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: tell me you saw that Argentinan...Argentinian? Argentina-girl. I can't say it-
       THE BOY: Stop random niggas in here. If you don't know their names they can't come
       MARCUS: I don't hear you right now. I just fucked in a 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)
      BOY: You're the Florida of my friends

The Boy away

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

      Come in! Quick!

She pulls him in. The girl flops on the bed

       OTHER GIRL: UUUUUGGGGHHHHHHH. SOOOOOFFFFTTT
       SASHA: Hurry, hurry, hurry. Scoot,

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

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

       THE Ha

      BOY (CONT'D): Why?
       SASHA: Cause it's probably and I wanna laugh at it
       OTHER GIRL: I've seen a black dick. Is it purple?
      Grape dick
       OTHER (agreeing): Grape dick

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

      Do it. Don't be weird!
       OTHER Let's be weird a little!

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

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

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

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

      GIRL: What's up?

*******[PLAY SONG "SHADOWS" AT THIS

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

Damn, guy

The ex-girlfriend steps out of the linen closet

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

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

      Why are you so moody?
       THE BOY: I'm not. Let me enjoy 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 time we flush. I they're building a sandwich place in the shower

Vanessa smh and

       VANESSA: Get up. going
       THE BOY: Come
       VANESSA: I it!

She pulls him up. She opens up the closet and pulls The Boy in
is inside the closet
There are people things, giving opinions, feeling interesting. Everyone has a purpose today. It's a great 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 together. I don't wanna split up this time. We each get to choose one band the other one can't make you see- (then) What's wrong?
      BOY (smh): ...
       VANESSA (disappointed): Really?...You're really doing this to me? Right
       THE BOY: You don't think this is a of our time?
       VANESSA: No, I don't think me and you together is a waste of time. That's what you think. And I'm tired of trying to 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 MOUTH

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

She starts away. Then 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

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

       WOLF 1: What'd you think of 2 set?
      2: It was really fun. His live shows have gotten way better. I saw him last spring in Chicago
      WITH GLASSES: Have you heard that Roc Marciano album on vinyl? It's so good, man
       MESSY, BUT COOL WOLF: You guys, is my fiance, another wolf. He or she works 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. Blood everywhere. The Boy doesn't make a sound. Lets it

INT. - NIGHT
The Boy he is pacing in the shower. He's been in there for a minute, cause the water is cold
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 says "YOUR FUCKED" (smh at the "your"). Probably Sasha. She's probably

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

      BOY: Let's go guys
      (waking up): Where we going?
      BOY: Oakland
       SWANK: When's the flight
       THE BOY: driving
       SWANK: (then) How'd we get poor?

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

       THE BOY: We're

The Boy leaves. Fam opens his

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*******[PLAY SONG "TELEGRAPH AVE." AT POINT]*******

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

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

...(that you know exactly what they're typing and how they look doing it)
       She writes back:

The Boy looks at this. Then up the car and turns on the radio and speeds 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 FROM ONE PLACE: Fam?

EXT. I-5 - MORNING
Everyone's asleep in the car 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 Swanks knees. Sorry
The Boy speeds through the empty highway. It's really pretty. I'm not sure those factories are in the middle of nowhere with all the lights 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. I'm just making them sad. Maybe they're fine
Looking at the rows of crops criss-cross on farms as they
There's a billboard. It ROSCOE'S WETSUIT
The Boy at it. Just a white billboard with "roscoe's wetsuit" on it

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

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

The women just smirk and their doors. They drive off

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

       FAM:

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

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

They all make a

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

The Police roll up. Ryan tries to get away, but they pin him. The other 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 In-N-Out today. (mumbling) Also some niggers ended up dead, we don't know. This is news, people!
       STEVE: After being frisked, the dead suspects somehow got and shot themselves in the head even though they were handcuffed and in the back of a tiny-ass squad car
       THE BOY: Police states: "no investigation needed"
       STEVE: "White people safe!"

They laugh. As they to drive off

Suddenly two cop cars screech in of them

       COP 1: IN THE AIR!
      Fuck

All of the guys put hands up

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

       THE BOY: here

They pull over to a row of

       MARCUS: Great. Why are we where is

The Boy gets out of the car and walks up to the door. As he's about to knock, the 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 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 gone
       THE Hi, Nyla
       NYLA: When you're alone, you might be 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
      I AM AT THAT POINT, [EDIT]

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

       THE BOY: This isn't what you it is. I didn't come here to...look, I saw this dude die and-
       NYLA: And scared. So you came here
      BOY: I'm not scared. I just wanna be with someone who knows me for a little
      I don't know you. We're not together. I have company. Go home
       THE BOY: Okay, being mean now
       NYLA: "Mean?" Who cares? an adult. Also, you embarrassed me
       THE BOY (to the dude in the hallway): We were on having a kid together. She offered 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 EMOJI]

       NYLA: What is wrong with
       THE I don't know
      Me neither

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

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

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

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*******[PLAY SONG "SWEATPANTS AVE." AT POINT]*******

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

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

They

       THE BOY: I'll 12 bottles

Promoter gives him a [NO MOUTH EMOJI]. The Boy 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 booth is. But when they turn the corner, the guys are gone already. a stack of cash sitting in the middle of the table
The stands there

INT. DINER - LATE

The guys are

       SWANK: But eat animals, man. Animals!
       STEVE: The argument is that we've been 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 from school and they just handed us the knife. I've seen the man. I've heard the screams. I still ate the shit though

...I was here

       THE BOY: We here before
      What?
       THE We've done this before
FAM: Nah man. This is our first time in Oakland
       THE BOY: This is night. This is all the nights, man
       FAM (weirded out): Nahhhh. We 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 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 something on the wall in sharpie
He's "roscoe's wetsuit"
The Boy up and walks over

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

Fam up. Grabs The Boy

       FAM: Ey. Let's eat

The Boy and Fam sit

       HAT KID: It means I sat on your face

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

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

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

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

Boy doesn't say

INT. LOBBY - NIGHT
The guys walk in the lobby. There's an Indian wedding happening. 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. Green 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 since forever. Exactly what he wants
       AJ: Really? Like
       SWANK: Man, I used to get so pissed when girls would watch Boy Meets World and be like "Ryder so dope for having a black girlfriend". Man, fuck that nigga
       AJ: Come on, man. My dad's and his parents didn't like my mom. They just started talking again
       SWANK (over the top): Oh you're poor white dad! (then) Nigga, shut up. Take team light skin shit outside
       THE BOY: never seen one of these
       FAM: A dance?
       THE A wedding
      Yeah. (then) Marriage is so wack. I mean, I get it. But come on, yo. Forever? ("Ms. Jackson") Forever, ever? Forever, ever?
       THE BOY: You think either of them don't do it?
       FAM: Mane, I bet of em are like that
      BOY: They look happy as fuck though
       FAM: Cause reached their goal. In a year they'll be like "oh fuck...goals are dumb."
       MARCUS: Goals are
       FAM: Making your 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 BOY:

They both stand there for a

      I'm gonna need some help

AJ Fam by the arm

      (CONT'D): There we go

They head to the

       MARCUS: I'mma look for some

He off

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

The Boy at the couple

      BOY: I'mma stay down here
      You good?
      BOY: I'm great

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

INT. BANQUET HALL -
The lights are low. of the people have gotten 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 DUDE:Who are you here with?
       THE BOY (not looking up from his phone): The groom. We to college together
      INDIAN DUDE: Oh. (then) Nice isn't it?
       THE BOY (sincere):
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: When the buddies start getting married, that means next
      BOY: I don't think so
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: what everyone says. That's what I said thirty years ago
       THE BOY: I don't in marriage. (then) Maybe that's not true. But I am against it
       OLDER DUDE: What do you believe in?
       THE BOY: Cool mamas
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: Ahhhhh. But how many women you know are interested in your
       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 don't think they like being labeled that. (then) Do you get tired of it?
       OLDER DUDE: Of marriage?
       THE BOY: Of marriage. Of her. Of

He

       OLDER INDIAN Yes. Sometimes
       THE BOY: why?
      INDIAN DUDE: I had to man-up. It was time. I don't regret it
       THE BOY: 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 prepared me for what marriage is
      INDIAN DUDE: Mature relationships?
       THE BOY: Yeah. I keep in touch with all my exes. all friends
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: You 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) Fuckin Korean kid he know everything

       OLDER DUDE (CONT'D): What do you do?
       THE BOY: I troll celebrities, politicians, or anyone with 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 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 stares, not understanding

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

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

       MAN IN SUIT: I've known Safia and Greg since college and I knew this day would 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 healthy and happy

"Awwww"

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

Everyone

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

Little creatures slowly 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. Then it feels wrong
All the creatures have two legs, two arms, like humans. But are definitely not humans. One of the giveaways being that they are naked, but don't seem to have genitals
All the creatures are breathing 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 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 point 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. smiling tho. Pushing the smile
Everyone is smiling as they march past, but they're all very cautious. Clearly worried that one may attack. The Boy watches as the creatures reach the front of the party and 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 way back 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!]