Luyện nghe bài hát Because The Internet Screenplay - Part 2

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

The Boy lies, to his side, on his bed, looking at the ceiling
Spiders slowly drop from single strands of web 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 a song

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

INT. - NIGHT
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 there's a seamless transiting from living room to backyard
sit on the swings underneath space heaters
EMILY is in the middle of the pool table. Swank 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 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 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 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 friend are running out the front door with an iPad and a midi controller. The Boy walks inside. Marcus stops him. He's out of and looks wet

       THE BOY: Some 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 know their names they can't
       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, 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 away

INT. FATHER'S ROOM -
The Boy walks up to the door. Before he can 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

       SASHA: in! Quick!

She pulls him in. The girl flops on the bed

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

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

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

      BOY: Ha

      BOY (CONT'D): Why?
       SASHA: Cause it's probably gross and I wanna at it
       OTHER GIRL: I've never seen a dick. Is it purple?
       SASHA: Grape
       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!
      GIRL: Let's be weird a little!

The punches slowly stop. Then Sasha starts 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
       SASHA: You don't want to? is weird?
       THE No. I want to
       SASHA: Then...what's going on,
       THE Hold on

The Boy plays with his dick. Nothing. like gum
Silence. Fidgeting. Sasha's got a 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?

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

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
       THE BOY (head in hands):
       VANESSA:In the
      BOY: Mmm-hmm
       VANESSA: Well, I to go out
       THE BOY ("no"):

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

smh and smiles

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

She him up. She opens up the linen 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 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 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 doing this to me? Right now?
       THE BOY: You don't think this is a 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 "I'm almost Vashtie" bullshit

[NO MOUTH

       VANESSA (teary whisper): so mean
      BOY: I'm trying to be honest
      Mean 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. 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 other again

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

       WOLF 1: you think of 2 Chainz' set?
       WOLF 2: It was 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, this is my fiance, another wolf. He or she works in a 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. it happen

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 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 right

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INT. LIVING - 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 BOY: go guys
      (waking up): Where we going?
       THE Oakland
       SWANK: the flight leave?
       THE BOY: driving
       SWANK: Wha? (then) we get poor?

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

      BOY: We're going

The Boy leaves. Fam opens his

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*******[PLAY SONG "TELEGRAPH AVE." AT THIS

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

       He pulls out his phone and texts someone named NYALA: Im 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 that was in bed with Fam 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 who's driving (AJ is 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 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 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. Maybe I'm making them sad. Maybe they're fine
Looking at the of crops criss-cross on farms as they pass
a billboard. It says: ROSCOE'S WETSUIT
The Boy stares at it. Just a billboard with "roscoe's wetsuit" on it

EXT. OF NOWHERE IN-N-OUT - DAY
The guys are 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 late 30s. spots em. One of the women is wearing a Northwestern hoodie

       SWANK (re: hoodie): Long way from
       WOMAN 1:
       SWANK: There's no way. You can't be over

The just 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 next to the In-N-Out. Two jump out with masks and guns

      Daaammmmnnn

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

      DUDE 1: MOVE, RYAN!
       AJ: nigga's using his real name. Treated
      Could be a code name
       AJ: 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 place 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 give a fuck bystanders now
       MARCUS (in anchorman voice): Two men were arrested in an attempted 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 even though they were handcuffed and in the back of a tiny-ass squad car
      BOY: Police chief states: "no investigation needed"
       STEVE: "White still safe!"

They laugh. As they start to off

Suddenly two cop cars screech in front of

      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. silence

      BOY: We're here

They over to a row of brownstones

       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 door opens. Nyla is standing there. Her face is a mix of anger and strange sympathy. Like she refused to cry like...an 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 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 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. It's dead. Do you
       THE Yes. Absolutely. But Nyla-
       NYLA: I AM AT THAT POINT,

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

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

       NYLA: What is wrong you?
       THE BOY: I know
      Me neither

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

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

The Boy away 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 SONG "SWEATPANTS AVE." AT 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 walks over

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

They

       THE BOY: I'll take 12

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 a big to do. People are staring, like "is Diddy here? OMG Diddy's here!"
The parade gets to the top of the stairs the booth is. But when they turn the corner, the guys are gone already. There's a stack of cash sitting in the middle of the table
The promoter there

INT. DINER - LATE

The are eating

      But animals eat animals, man. Animals!
       STEVE: The 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 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

      BOY: We were here before
      What?
       THE BOY: We've done before
Nah man. This is our first time together in Oakland
       THE BOY: This is every night. 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 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 over

       THE BOY: Excuse me. What does mean?
       HAT KID:
       THE BOY: wetsuit
       HAT KID: Oh. I know
       THE Yes you do
       HAT Wha?
       THE BOY: You what it means. Tell me
       HAT KID: I know. I saw it online
      BOY: So you just write shit 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 I sat on your mom's face

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

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

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

       SWANK: That kid was scared as fuck! He was like 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 doing since forever. 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 my mom. They just started talking again
       SWANK (over the top): Oh you're poor white dad! (then) Nigga, shut up. Take that team light shit outside
       THE BOY: never seen one of these
      A first dance?
       THE BOY: A
      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 don't wanna do it?
       FAM: Mane, I bet both of em are like
       THE BOY: They look happy as though
       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 shit is supposed to be fun. (then) I took an edible at the diner. It's kickin in. Hard. I'mma go upstairs
      BOY: Okay

They both stand there for a

       FAM: I'm gonna need 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
      (to The Boy): What you doin?

The Boy stares at the

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

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

INT. BANQUET - 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 recording. A man comes up to him

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

He

       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: Yes.
       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 found the 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?
      BOY: Yeah. I keep in touch with all my exes. We're all friends
       OLDER 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 that with my boss. And I hate my boss. (to himself) Fuckin Korean kid he know everything

       OLDER INDIAN DUDE (CONT'D): 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 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

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

The older man leaves. A shlubby man in a comes 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 lives 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 SONG "3005" AT POINT]*******

Little creatures slowly start to march out from the kitchen. Some have banners that say "HAPPY MARRIAGE!". 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 they are definitely not humans. One of the giveaways being that they are naked, but don't seem to genitals
All the creatures are breathing heavy out their mouths (their being two tiny slits probably don't allow for heavy air traffic)
They're about three feet high. Their eyes are larger than they 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 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!

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) leaves

...that was unacceptable. UNNACCEPTABLE!]