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
slowly 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 almost a

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

INT. MANSION -
More people are at the house. People and smoking. Shoes off. It's a Temple. Respect it
The back wall of the living room has been pushed into the wall, so a seamless transiting from living room to backyard patio
People sit on the swings underneath heaters
EMILY is in the of the pool table. Swank 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 in just a towel. He is dripping water. He almost slips
The projector room (theatre) is playing compilations. Two dudes are in there not watching. Just smoking
The Boy walks through the backyard. There's a dude and a girl making out on the bar outside. sitting on the bar

      BOY: Don't sit on that
They at him. He stares back. They get down. He walks 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 friend are running out the front door with an iPad and a midi controller. The Boy walks inside. Marcus stops him. out of breath and looks wet

       THE BOY: Some guys just stole some
      Please tell 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 know their names they 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)
       THE BOY: You're the Florida of my

The Boy walks

INT. FATHER'S - 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 they just did a drug or were something themselves
Sasha sees The Boy. Startled. Then she

      Come in! Quick!

She pulls him in. The other flops on the bed

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

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

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

      BOY: Ha

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

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

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

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

      What's wrong? This is weird?
       THE No
      You don't want to? This is weird?
      BOY: No. I want to
      Then...what's going on, chum?
       THE BOY: 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 closes the door. Locked. Silence. Sasha on the floor

       OTHER GIRL: up?

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

Damn, guy

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

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

Vanessa playfully throws things from the counter at him (toothbrush, cup, floss, soap). He 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 outside, [EDIT]
       THE BOY: We could live the 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

Vanessa smh and

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

She pulls him up. She up the linen closet and pulls The Boy in
Coachella is 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 catches her. He carries her for like three steps, then they walk together, hands

       VANESSA (CONT'D): We have to see everything together. I 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? now?
       THE You don't think this is a waste of our time?
       VANESSA: No, I don't think me and you together is a 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 you scroll past me with the rest of your "I'm almost Vashtie" bullshit

[NO EMOJI]

       VANESSA (teary whisper): so mean
       THE I'm trying to be honest
       VANESSA: doesn't 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 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

Then the come out
They're 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
       WOLF WITH GLASSES: Have you heard that Roc Marciano album on vinyl? 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 design for niche clothing or this app I'm

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

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

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

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

       THE We're going

The Boy leaves. Fam his eyes

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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 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 on the radio and speeds out of the driveway
A passes...
Then we see the that was in bed with Fam walk out in the Mansion doorway

       THAT GIRL FAM FROM THAT ONE PLACE: Fam?

EXT. I-5 - NIGHT/EARLY
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 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 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 really sad. 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. Just a billboard with "roscoe's wetsuit" on it

EXT. OF NOWHERE IN-N-OUT - 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 about the slaughterhouse. Then he looks at his burger. He laughs
Two women walk out. They like they're in their late 30s. Swank spots em. One of the women is wearing a Northwestern hoodie

       SWANK (re: hoodie): Long way from
       WOMAN 1:
       SWANK: 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. Just leaving little seeds everyone
A car crazily pulls up next to the In-N-Out. Two jump out with masks and guns

       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. yelling
The two dudes run out. Just as do, you can hear the police coming

       ROBBERY 1: MOVE, RYAN!
       AJ: This nigga's his real name. Treated
      Could be a code name
       AJ: That's definitely his 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 rob a place with ya'll pussy ass anyway

The Police up. Ryan 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 other cops coming give a fuck 'bout now
       MARCUS (in anchorman voice): Two men were arrested in an attempted robbery at an In-N-Out burger today. (mumbling) Also some niggers up dead, we don't know. This is news, people!
       STEVE: After being frisked, the 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: Police chief states: "no needed"
      "White people still safe!"

They laugh. As they to drive off

Suddenly two cop cars in front of them

      1: HANDS IN THE AIR!
      Fuck

All of the guys put hands up

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

       THE BOY: We're

pull over to a row of brownstones

       MARCUS: Great. Why are we where is

The Boy 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. Like she refused to cry like...an hour ago?

       THE Hey-
       NYLA: 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 gone
       THE BOY: Hi,
       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 Yes. Absolutely. But Nyla-
       NYLA: I AM AT POINT, [EDIT]

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

       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 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
      "Mean?" Who cares? You're an adult. Also, you embarrassed me
       THE BOY (to the in the hallway): We were planning 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

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

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

       NYLA (CONT'D through the door): grow up
The Boy stands there...then Swank walks up to him on the of the brownstone
       SWANK: Can I use her bathroom? That makin 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 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 are talking to two girls. A promoter walks over

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

They

      BOY: I'll take 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 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 of cash sitting in the middle of the table
The promoter there

INT. DINER - NIGHT

The are eating

       SWANK: But 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 slaughter a goat. We raised that goat, man. I loved that fucking goat. And one day we 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

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

       THE BOY: Excuse me. What that mean?
       HAT What?
       THE Roscoe's wetsuit
       HAT KID: Oh. I don't
       THE Yes you do
      KID: Wha?
      BOY: You know 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 walks up. The Boy

       FAM: Ey. Let's 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. 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 and take the answer

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

       SWANK: That kid was scared as fuck! He was like [OPEN MOUTH
       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 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 white guys been doing since forever. Exactly what he wants
       AJ: Really? that?
       SWANK: Man, I used to get so pissed when girls would watch Boy Meets 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 started talking again
       SWANK (over the top): Oh you're poor white dad! (then) Nigga, shut up. that team light skin shit outside
       THE BOY: never seen one of these
       FAM: A first
      BOY: 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 of them don't wanna do it?
       FAM: Mane, I bet both of em are that
       THE They look happy as fuck though
       FAM: Cause they reached their goal. In a they'll be like "oh fuck...goals are dumb."
       MARCUS: 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 BOY:

both stand there for a moment

      I'm gonna need some help

AJ Fam by the arm

       FAM (CONT'D): we go

They to the elevators

       MARCUS: I'mma look for some

He off

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

The Boy at the couple

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

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

INT. HALL - NIGHT
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

      INDIAN DUDE:Who are you here with?
       THE BOY (not looking up his phone): The groom. We went to college together
       OLDER DUDE: Oh. (then) Nice isn't it?
       THE BOY (sincere):
       OLDER DUDE: When the buddies start getting married, that means you're next
      BOY: I don't think so
      INDIAN DUDE: That's what everyone says. That's what I said thirty years ago
       THE BOY: I don't believe in marriage. (then) that's not true. But I am against it
       OLDER DUDE: What do you believe in?
       THE BOY: Cool baby
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: Ahhhhh. But how many women you are interested in your concept?
       THE BOY: More than you'd think. I find if you have a job and are actually interested in 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?
      INDIAN DUDE: Of marriage?
      BOY: Of marriage. Of her. Of yourself

He

       OLDER INDIAN Yes. Sometimes
       THE BOY: why?
       OLDER 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 that prepared me for what marriage is
       OLDER DUDE: Mature relationships?
       THE BOY: Yeah. I keep in with all my exes. We're all friends
       OLDER INDIAN 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 my boss. (to himself) Fuckin Korean 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 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
      INDIAN DUDE: Fifty-three
       THE BOY: I'm like O'Reilly
       OLDER INDIAN Oh

The older man leaves. A shlubby man in a suit to the podium 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 happen since we were getting high in my dorm room 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 lives healthy and

"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

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 bounce on beat. 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 being that they are naked, but 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 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 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 form a circle. They do this 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 struggled breathing and clammy skin hitting the wooden dance floor. One stares at The Boy as he (or she)

...that was unacceptable. UNNACCEPTABLE!]