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 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

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INT. MANSION -
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 backyard
People sit on the swings underneath space
EMILY is in the middle of the pool table. plays pool around her. RUBEN is filming Marcus and Steve throwing things in the fire pit
AJ is djing in the middle of the room
Some guy is running through the living room in just a towel. He is dripping water. He almost
The projector (theatre) is playing 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 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

       THE BOY: Some guys just some stuff
       MARCUS: Please tell me you saw Argentinan...Argentinian? Argentina-girl. I can't say it-
       THE BOY: Stop inviting random niggas in here. If you don't know their they can't come
       MARCUS: I don't hear you right now. I 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)
      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, Sasha opens it from the inside. She's with another girl. It feels like just did a drug or were stealing something themselves
Sasha sees The Boy. Startled. Then she

       SASHA: in! Quick!

She him in. The other girl flops on the bed

      GIRL: 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?
      Do it. Show it
      GIRL: Ew

      BOY: Ha

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

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

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

The punches slowly stop. Then Sasha starts kissing The Boy. You see below their waist, but stuff is going on. Then stuff stops

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

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

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

      GIRL: What's up?

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

Damn, guy

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

       VANESSA: What are you
      BOY (head in hands): Chillin
      the Bathroom?
       THE BOY:
      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

       VANESSA: Why are you so
       THE BOY: I'm not. Let me enjoy for a second
       VANESSA: We can do outside, [EDIT]
       THE BOY: We could live the rest of our lives here. 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

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

She him up. She opens up the linen closet and pulls The Boy in
Coachella is the closet
There are people saying things, giving opinions, feeling interesting. Everyone has a purpose today. a great time
The Boy chases 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 the other one can't make you see- (then) What's wrong?
      BOY (smh): ...
       VANESSA (disappointed): Really?...You're really doing this to me? now?
      BOY: You don't think this is a waste of our time?
       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 with the rest of your "I'm almost Vashtie"

[NO EMOJI]

      (teary whisper): You're so mean
       THE 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-
      I'm trying so hard with 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 coyotes out
They're glowing blue. They're circling and talking about music

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

INT. - NIGHT
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 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 right

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

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

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

       THE We're going

The Boy leaves. Fam his eyes

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SONG "TELEGRAPH AVE." AT THIS POINT]*******

EXT. - NIGHT
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 you know exactly what they're typing and how they look doing it)
       She writes back:

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 FROM THAT 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.). 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 back so he can lean

      Ow, ow!

He slammed Swanks knees.
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 lights on them. They're 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 as they pass
There's a billboard. It ROSCOE'S WETSUIT
The Boy stares at it. Just a white billboard "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 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

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

The just smirk and close their doors. They drive off

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

      Daaammmmnnn

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

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

all make a face

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

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

       FAM: We should leave. They're shooting at the cops. Which means the other cops coming a fuck 'bout bystanders now
       MARCUS (in anchorman voice): Two men were arrested in an robbery at an In-N-Out burger 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 guns and shot themselves in the head even though they 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 start to 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 little bummed. Silence. More

       THE We're here

They over to a row of brownstones

       MARCUS: Great. Why are we 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 anger and strange sympathy. 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 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 exist anymore. dead. Do you understand?
       THE BOY: Yes. Absolutely. But
       NYLA: I AM AT POINT, [EDIT]

Tears. She's not crying. just that 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 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 someone who knows me for a
       NYLA: I don't know you. We're not together. I company. Go home
       THE BOY: Okay, being mean now
       NYLA: "Mean?" Who cares? You're an adult. Also, you 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 EMOJI]

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

This is really sad for both of em. They really wanna know. 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 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. 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 walks over

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

They

      BOY: I'll 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 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, 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 - 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
      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 blood man. I've heard the screams. I still ate the shit though

...I was before

       THE BOY: We were before
      What?
      BOY: We've done this before
FAM: Nah man. This is our first time together in
       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 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 hat. He's writing something on the wall in sharpie
He's "roscoe's wetsuit"
The Boy gets up and over

       THE BOY: me. What does that mean?
      KID: What?
       THE Roscoe's wetsuit
       HAT KID: Oh. I know
       THE Yes you do
      KID: Wha?
       THE BOY: You know it means. Tell me
      KID: I don't know. I saw it online
       THE BOY: So you just write you see?
       HAT KID: 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 fist on the table. It's loud. in the diner looks at him. The Boy doesn't look up

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

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

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

Boy doesn't say

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 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

       STEVE: for him
       SWANK: Nah. He don't get any interracial points. He's just doing what white guys been doing 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 Strong's so 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, shut up. Take that light skin shit outside
       THE BOY: never seen one of these
      A first dance?
       THE BOY: A
       FAM: Yeah. (then) Marriage is so wack. I mean, I get it. But on, yo. Forever? ("Ms. Jackson") Forever, ever? Forever, ever?
       THE BOY: You either of them don't wanna do it?
      Mane, I bet both of em are like that
       THE BOY: They look happy as fuck
       FAM: Cause they reached their goal. In a year be like "oh fuck...goals are dumb."
       MARCUS: Goals are
       FAM: Making your life a goal is dumb. I think. This 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:

both stand there for a moment

       FAM: I'm gonna some help

AJ Fam by the arm

      (CONT'D): There we go

head to the elevators

       MARCUS: I'mma look for 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: I'mma down here
      You good?
       THE BOY: I'm

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

INT. HALL - NIGHT
The lights are low. Most 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 up to him

      INDIAN DUDE:Who are you here with?
       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: the buddies start getting married, that means you're next
      BOY: I don't think so
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: That's what everyone says. That's what I thirty years ago
       THE BOY: I don't in marriage. (then) Maybe that's not true. But I am against it
       OLDER INDIAN What do you believe in?
       THE BOY: Cool baby
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: Ahhhhh. But how women you know are interested in your concept?
       THE BOY: More 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 INDIAN Of marriage?
       THE Of marriage. Of her. Of yourself

He

       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: Yes.
       THE Then why?
       OLDER DUDE: I had to man-up. It was time. I don't regret it
       THE BOY: Well I 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
      INDIAN DUDE: Mature relationships?
       THE BOY: Yeah. I keep in touch with all my exes. all friends
      INDIAN DUDE: You still call them
       THE BOY: I send em a 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

      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 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 stores or larger stores that fit our aesthetic

The man just stares, not

       THE BOY (CONT'D): How old are
       OLDER DUDE: Fifty-three
       THE BOY: I'm like O'Reilly
      INDIAN 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 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 spend the rest of your healthy and happy

"Awwww"

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

claps

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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 two legs, two arms, like 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 breathing heavy out their mouths (their noses being two tiny slits probably 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. 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 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 and groom force 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!]