Luyện nghe bài hát Because The Internet Screenplay - Part 2

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*******[PLAY SONG "DIAL UP" AT THIS

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

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

It's a song

*******[PLAY SONG "THE WORST GUYS" AT POINT]*******

INT. MANSION -
More people are at the house. People drinking and smoking. Shoes off. It's a Temple. 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
People sit on the swings space heaters
EMILY is in the middle of the pool table. Swank plays pool around her. RUBEN is Marcus and Steve throwing things in the fire pit
AJ is djing in the middle of the living
Some guy is running through the living room in just a towel. He is water. He almost slips
The projector room (theatre) is playing Fight/Vine compilations. Two dudes are in there not watching. Just
The Boy walks through the backyard. There's a dude and a girl making out on the bar outside. They're on the bar

       THE BOY: sit on that
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 running out the door with an iPad and a midi controller. The Boy walks inside. Marcus stops him. He's out of breath and looks wet

      BOY: Some guys 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 hear 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 okay? (He thinks)
       THE You're the Florida of my friends

The Boy walks

INT. FATHER'S ROOM -
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

      Come in! Quick!

She pulls him in. The other flops on the bed

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

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

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

       THE Ha

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

Sasha gets up and starts to punch The Boy playfully. The 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 is going on. Then stuff stops

       SASHA: wrong? This is weird?
       THE No
       SASHA: You want to? This is weird?
       THE 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 [ASHAMED EMOJI] on her face

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

       OTHER GIRL: up?

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

INT. - NIGHT
The Boy sits on the floor. in hands

Damn, guy

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

      What are you doing?
       THE BOY (head in hands):
      the Bathroom?
      BOY: Mmm-hmm
      Well, I want 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 pulls her to the ground 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 we flush. I heard they're building a sandwich place in the shower

smh and smiles

       VANESSA: Get up. We're
       THE Come 'on-
       VANESSA: I it!

She pulls him up. She up the linen closet and pulls The Boy in
is inside the closet
There are people saying things, giving opinions, feeling interesting. Everyone has a purpose today. a great time
The Boy after Vanessa and catches 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 this to me? Right now?
       THE BOY: You don't this is a waste of our time?
       VANESSA: No, I don't think me and you together is a waste of time. That's 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 really like me. I just look good when you scroll past me with the rest of your "I'm almost Vashtie" bullshit

[NO MOUTH

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

She starts walking away. Then she looks to the sky and shoots up like a rocket. She looks like a 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. They're and they're talking about music

       WOLF 1: you think of 2 Chainz' set?
       WOLF 2: It was really fun. His live shows have way better. I saw him last spring in Chicago
       WOLF WITH GLASSES: Have you heard that Roc Marciano album on It's so good, man
       MESSY, BUT COOL WOLF: You guys, this is my fiance, another wolf. He or she works in a small music or graphic 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 is cold
He opens the door. The girls are gone. The small clock on the desk "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 right

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

       THE Let's go guys
       STEVE (waking up): we going?
       THE BOY:
       SWANK: the flight leave?
      BOY: We're driving
      Wha? (then) How'd we get poor?

INT. FAM'S ROOM -
Fam's sleeping. There's a naked sleeping with him. The Boy comes in

       THE BOY: going

The Boy leaves. Fam his eyes

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

EXT. - NIGHT
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 look doing it)
       She back: DONT

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

       THAT GIRL FAM KNOWS FROM ONE PLACE: Fam?

EXT. I-5 - MORNING
Everyone's asleep in the car except The Boy who's driving (AJ is there too. They picked him up.). "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 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. and looks grey and awful. All the cows look really sad. Maybe I'm just making them sad. Maybe they're fine
Looking at the rows of criss-cross on farms as they pass
There's a billboard. It says: ROSCOE'S
The Boy stares at it. 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 double-double he thinks the slaughterhouse. Then he looks at his burger. He laughs
Two women walk out. look like they're in their late 30s. Swank spots em. One of the women is wearing a Northwestern hoodie

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

The women smirk and close their doors. They drive off

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

       FAM:

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

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

They all make a

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

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

       FAM: We should leave. They're shooting at the cops. Which means the other coming give a fuck 'bout bystanders now
       MARCUS (in anchorman voice): Two men were arrested in an attempted robbery at an In-N-Out burger today. (mumbling) Also some 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 Police chief states: "no investigation needed"
      "White people still safe!"

They laugh. As they to drive off

Suddenly two cop cars screech in front of

      1: HANDS IN THE AIR!
      Fuck

All of the put their hands up

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

       THE BOY: We're

pull over to a row of brownstones

       MARCUS: Great. Why are we 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?

       THE BOY:
       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 like you did because that muscle or whatever is just...dead. Or gone
       THE BOY: Hi,
       NYLA: When you're alone, you might be able to 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 Yes. Absolutely. But Nyla-
       NYLA: I AM AT THAT POINT,

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

       THE BOY: This isn't what you think it is. I didn't come here to...look, I saw dude die and-
       NYLA: And scared. So you came here
       THE BOY: I'm not scared. I just wanna be with someone who knows me for a
       NYLA: I don't know you. We're not together. I company. Go home
       THE BOY: Okay, you're mean now
      "Mean?" Who cares? You're 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 -__- EYE EMOJI]

       NYLA: is wrong with you?
       THE BOY: I don't
      Me neither

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

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

The Boy walks and gets in the car. Swank 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 "SWEATPANTS AVE." AT THIS POINT]*******

INT. OAKLAND CLUB -
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 something
       THE A bottle?
       PROMOTER: Yeah. A

stare

       THE BOY: take 12 bottles

Promoter gives him a [NO MOUTH EMOJI]. The Boy just stares at him...he's serious. The 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 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 are eating

       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 from school and they handed us the knife. I've seen the blood man. I've heard the screams. I still ate the shit though

...I was before

       THE We were here before
       FAM:
       THE BOY: We've done before
Nah man. This is our first time together in Oakland
       THE This is every 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 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 something on the wall in sharpie
He's "roscoe's wetsuit"
The Boy gets up and walks

       THE BOY: me. What does that mean?
      KID: What?
      BOY: Roscoe's wetsuit
       HAT KID: Oh. I don't
       THE Yes you do
      KID: Wha?
       THE You know what 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 problem?

Fam walks up. The Boy

      Ey. Let's just eat

The Boy and Fam sit

       HAT KID: It means I sat on your face

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

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

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

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

Boy say anything

INT. LOBBY - 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 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 been doing since forever. Exactly what he wants
       AJ: Really? Like
       SWANK: Man, I used to get so pissed when would watch Boy Meets World and be like "Ryder Strong's so dope for having a black girlfriend". Man, fuck that nigga
       AJ: Come on, man. My dad's white and his parents didn't like my mom. They just talking again
       SWANK (over the top): Oh you're poor white dad! (then) Nigga, up. Take that team light skin shit outside
       THE BOY: I've seen one of these
       FAM: A dance?
       THE A wedding
       FAM: Yeah. (then) Marriage is so wack. I mean, I get it. But come on, yo. Forever? ("Ms. Jackson") Forever, ever? Forever,
       THE You think either of them don't wanna do it?
       FAM: Mane, I bet both of em are like
       THE BOY: They happy as fuck though
       FAM: Cause they reached their goal. In a year be like "oh fuck...goals are dumb."
      Goals are dumb?
       FAM: Making 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 in. Hard. I'mma go upstairs
      BOY: Okay

They stand there for a moment

       FAM: I'm gonna need some

AJ Fam by the arm

      (CONT'D): There we go

head to the elevators

       MARCUS: look for some bridesmaids

He off

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

The Boy at the couple

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

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

INT. BANQUET HALL -
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

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

He

       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: Yes.
       THE BOY: why?
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: I had to man-up. It was time. I 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 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
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: You still 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 kid thinks he know everything

       OLDER INDIAN (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 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 stares, not understanding

      BOY (CONT'D): How old are you?
       OLDER INDIAN Fifty-three
       THE I'm like Bill O'Reilly
       OLDER INDIAN 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 Safia and Greg since college and I honestly 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!

Everyone

       MAN IN SUIT (CONT'D): But honestly, may you two the rest of your lives healthy 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 on beat. It's cute for a very short moment. Then it feels wrong
All the creatures have two legs, two arms, humans. But they are definitely not humans. One of the giveaways being that they are naked, but don't 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 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. Still tho. Pushing the smile
Everyone is 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 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 back to the kitchen. All that's heard is their breathing and clammy skin hitting the wooden dance floor. One stares at The Boy as he (or she) leaves

...that was unacceptable. UNNACCEPTABLE!]