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 dropping simultaneously swaying together. They whisper:

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

almost a song

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

INT. MANSION -
More people are at the house. People drinking and smoking. Shoes off. It's a Temple. it
The back 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 pool table. Swank plays pool around her. RUBEN is filming and Steve throwing things in the fire pit
AJ is djing in the 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 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 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 away. They 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 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

      BOY: Some guys just stole some stuff
       MARCUS: Please me you saw that Argentinan...Argentinian? Argentina-girl. I can't say it-
       THE BOY: Stop inviting random niggas in here. If you don't their names they can't come
       MARCUS: I 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 she's okay? (He thinks)
       THE You're the Florida of my friends

The Boy away

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

      Come in! Quick!

She him in. The other girl flops on the bed

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

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

       SASHA (CONT'D): Show us dick
       THE BOY:
      Do it. Show it
      GIRL: Ew

       THE Ha

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

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

      Do it. Don't be weird!
       OTHER GIRL: be weird a little!

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

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

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

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

      GIRL: What's up?

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

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

Damn, guy

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

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

Vanessa playfully throws things from the 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 this for a second
       VANESSA: We can do outside, [EDIT]
      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 heard they're building a sandwich place in the shower

smh and smiles

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

She pulls him up. She opens up the closet and pulls The Boy in
Coachella is the closet
are people saying things, giving opinions, feeling interesting. Everyone has a purpose today. It's a great time
The Boy chases after Vanessa and catches her. He 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 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 to me? Right now?
       THE BOY: You don't think is a waste 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 convince you otherwise. At 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 with the rest of your "I'm almost Vashtie"

[NO EMOJI]

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

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

       WOLF 1: you think of 2 Chainz' set?
       WOLF 2: It was really fun. His live shows have gotten way better. I saw him last 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 works in a small 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. BATHROOM -
The Boy realizes he is pacing in the shower. 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 right

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

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

INT. FAM'S - NIGHT
Fam's sleeping. There's a naked sleeping with him. The Boy comes 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 asleep in the car. The Boy sits down in the seat

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

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

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 Fam walk out in the Mansion doorway

       THAT FAM KNOWS FROM THAT ONE PLACE: Fam?

EXT. I-5 - MORNING
Everyone's asleep in the car except The Boy 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. really pretty. I'm not sure what 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 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 about the slaughterhouse. Then he looks at his burger. He
Two women walk out. They look 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 just smirk and close their doors. They off

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

      Daaammmmnnn

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

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

They all a face

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

The Police roll up. tries 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 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 being frisked, the dead suspects 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"
      "White people still safe!"

They laugh. As they to drive off

Suddenly two cop screech in front of them

       COP 1: IN THE AIR!
       STEVE:

All of the put their hands up

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

       THE We're here

pull over to a row of brownstones

      Great. Why are we where is this?

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

       THE 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 feel 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 remember it. You might even hear a song that makes you question it. But you don't have it. It doesn't anymore. It's dead. Do you understand?
      BOY: Yes. Absolutely. But Nyla-
      I AM AT THAT POINT, [EDIT]

Tears. not crying. She's just that mad
A dude pokes his head out 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 here to...look, I saw this dude die and-
       NYLA: And you're scared. So you here
       THE BOY: I'm not scared. I wanna be with someone who knows me for a little
       NYLA: I know you. We're not together. I have company. Go home
      BOY: Okay, you're being mean now
      "Mean?" Who cares? 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 offered and we had a whole plan. Like adults or something. I backed out. So... (then) You're second at best is what I'm saying

The guy goes -__- [SIDE EYE

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

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

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

The Boy walks away and gets in the car. Swank stands 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 - NIGHT
The guys sit at a table in the corner. The Boy is sitting in the corner. Fam is texting. Swank and are talking to two girls. A promoter walks over

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

stare

       THE I'll take 12 bottles

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

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Twelve girls with 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, like "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. There's a stack of cash in the middle of the table
The promoter there

INT. DINER - NIGHT

The guys are

      But animals eat animals, man. Animals!
       STEVE: The argument is that we've been given the freewill and understanding of life. So we shouldn't because the option is for us
       SWANK: Man, in Nigeria they made me AND my little brother 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 blood man. I've heard the screams. I still ate the shit though

...I was here

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

The Boy stops listening. Across the way there's a 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 something on the wall in sharpie
He's "roscoe's wetsuit"
The Boy gets up and walks

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

Fam up. Grabs The Boy

      Ey. Let's just eat

The Boy and Fam sit

       HAT It means I sat on your mom's face

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

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

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

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

Boy doesn't say

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 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 dude

      Good for him
       SWANK: Nah. He get any interracial points. He's just doing what white guys been doing since forever. Exactly what he wants
      Really? Like 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 black girlfriend". Man, fuck nigga
       AJ: on, man. My dad's white and his parents didn't like my mom. They just started talking again
       SWANK (over the top): Oh you're poor dad! (then) Nigga, shut up. Take that team light skin shit outside
      BOY: I've never seen one of these
       FAM: A first
       THE BOY: A
       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 look as fuck though
       FAM: Cause they their goal. In a year they'll be like "oh fuck...goals are dumb."
       MARCUS: Goals are
       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 BOY:

They both stand there for a

       FAM: I'm gonna need help

AJ Fam by the arm

      (CONT'D): There we go

They to the elevators

       MARCUS: I'mma 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 stares at the

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

They shrug, then walk 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 INDIAN DUDE:Who are you here
       THE BOY (not looking up his phone): The groom. We went to college together
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: Oh. (then) Nice it?
       THE BOY (sincere):
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: When the buddies start married, that means 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
      INDIAN DUDE: What do you believe in?
      BOY: Cool baby 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 just don't think they like labeled that. (then) Do you get tired of it?
      INDIAN DUDE: Of marriage?
       THE BOY: Of marriage. Of her. Of

He

       OLDER DUDE: Yes. Sometimes
       THE Then 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 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 DUDE: Mature relationships?
       THE BOY: Yeah. I keep in touch with all my exes. We're all
      INDIAN DUDE: You still call them
       THE BOY: I send em a happy text or DM 'em
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: That's not a friend. I do with my boss. And I hate my boss. (to himself) Fuckin Korean kid thinks he know everything

      INDIAN 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 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?
      INDIAN DUDE: Fifty-three
       THE I'm like 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 would 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

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

"Awwww"

       MAN IN (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 THIS

Little creatures slowly start to march out from the kitchen. Some have banners that say "HAPPY MARRIAGE!". Some 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 they are definitely not humans. One of the giveaways that they are naked, but don't seem to have genitals
All the creatures are breathing heavy out 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 smiling tho. Pushing the
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 a smile. The creatures slowly make their 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!]