Luyện nghe bài hát Because The Internet Screenplay - Part 2

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

The Boy lies, arms to his side, on his bed, at the ceiling
Spiders 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

almost a song

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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 room to backyard patio
People sit on the swings space heaters
EMILY is in the middle of the table. Swank plays pool around her. RUBEN is filming Marcus and Steve throwing things in the fire pit
AJ is in the middle of the living 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 compilations. Two dudes are in there not watching. Just smoking
The Boy walks through the backyard. There's a dude and a making 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

       THE Some guys just stole some stuff
       MARCUS: Please me you saw that Argentinan...Argentinian? Argentina-girl. I can't say it-
       THE Stop inviting random 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 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. FATHER'S - NIGHT
The Boy 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 stealing something themselves
Sasha sees The Boy. Startled. Then she

      Come in! Quick!

She pulls him in. The other flops on the bed

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

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

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

      BOY: Ha

       THE BOY (CONT'D):
       SASHA: Cause probably gross and I wanna laugh at it
       OTHER GIRL: I've 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 their waist, but stuff is on. Then stuff stops

       SASHA: What's wrong? This is
       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 with his dick. Nothing. It's like gum
Silence. Fidgeting. Sasha's got a [ASHAMED look on her face

       THE BOY (CONT'D): 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 on the floor. Head in hands

Damn, guy

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

      What are you doing?
       THE BOY (head in hands):
       VANESSA:In the
       THE 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

       VANESSA: Why are you so
       THE BOY: I'm not. Let me this 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 time we flush. I heard they're 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 opens up the linen closet and The Boy in
Coachella is inside the
There are people saying things, giving opinions, feeling interesting. Everyone has a purpose today. It's a time
The Boy chases after Vanessa and catches her. He carries her for 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 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 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 least be a man and break up with me of telling me I don't like you
       THE BOY: But you don't! You don't really like me. I 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 to be honest
       VANESSA: Mean doesn't honest! Honest can mean mean. But only if you mean it
      BOY (so many "means"): Wait...the-
       VANESSA: I'm trying so with you. But I'm not gonna 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 shooting star in the sky. Not a sound is while this happens. They never see each other again

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

      1: What'd you think of 2 Chainz' set?
       WOLF 2: It was really fun. His live have gotten way better. I saw him last spring in Chicago
       WOLF WITH GLASSES: Have you 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 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 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 and Swank passed out on the couch

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

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

      BOY: We're going

The Boy leaves. Fam opens his

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

EXT. MANSION -
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 NYALA: Im driving up now

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

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 with Fam walk out in the doorway

       THAT GIRL FAM KNOWS FROM THAT ONE PLACE:

EXT. I-5 - MORNING
Everyone's asleep in the car except The Boy who's driving (AJ is there too. 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 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 probably horrible for the earth, but 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 and awful. All the cows look really sad. Maybe 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 with "roscoe's wetsuit" on it

EXT. MIDDLE OF NOWHERE - DAY
The guys are sitting on their car, eating burgers at the far end of the lot
As The Boy bites into his double-double he thinks about the slaughterhouse. 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

      (re: hoodie): Long way from Chicago
      1: Alumni
       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 next to the In-N-Out. Two jump out with masks and guns

      Daaammmmnnn

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

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

They all make a

       AJ (CONT'D): 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 other dude at the cop

       FAM: We should leave. They're shooting at the cops. Which means the other cops give a fuck 'bout 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 head even they were handcuffed and in the back of a tiny-ass squad car
       THE BOY: Police states: "no investigation needed"
       STEVE: "White still safe!"

They laugh. As they start to off

Suddenly two cop cars in front of them

       COP 1: IN THE AIR!
       STEVE:

All of the guys put their up

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

       THE BOY: here

They pull over to a row of

      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 anger and strange sympathy. Like she refused to cry like...an 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 feel like you did that muscle or whatever is just...dead. Or gone
      BOY: Hi, Nyla
       NYLA: When you're alone, you might be able to remember it. You 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 BOY: Yes. Absolutely. But
      I AM AT THAT POINT, [EDIT]

Tears. She's not crying. She's 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 it is. I didn't come here to...look, I saw this dude die and-
       NYLA: And you're scared. So you here
      BOY: I'm not scared. I just wanna be with someone who knows me for a little
       NYLA: I don't you. We're not together. I have company. Go home
      BOY: Okay, you're being mean now
       NYLA: "Mean?" Who cares? 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. Then I backed out. So... (then) second at best is what I'm saying

The guy goes -__- [SIDE EYE

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

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

       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 That double-double's makin moves

The Boy walks away and gets in the car. 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 - NIGHT
The 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 walks over

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

They

       THE I'll take 12 bottles

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

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Twelve girls with bottles and 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 are gone already. There's a stack of cash sitting in the middle of the table
The promoter stands

INT. DINER - LATE

The guys are

      But animals 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
       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 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 before
      What?
       THE BOY: done this before
FAM: Nah man. This is our first time 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 group of kids eating in a booth. They're laughing and talking behind the back of a friend they don't 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
writing "roscoe's wetsuit"
The Boy gets up and walks

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

Fam up. Grabs The Boy

      Ey. Let's just eat

The Boy and Fam sit

      KID: 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 the answer

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

       SWANK: That kid was as fuck! He was like [OPEN 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. 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 "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 been doing since forever. Exactly what he wants
       AJ: Really? that?
       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 started talking again
       SWANK (over the top): Oh poor white dad! (then) Nigga, shut up. Take that team light skin shit outside
       THE BOY: never seen one of these
      A first dance?
       THE A wedding
       FAM: Yeah. (then) Marriage is so wack. I mean, I get it. But come on, yo. Forever? ("Ms. Jackson") Forever, Forever, ever?
      BOY: You think either of them don't wanna do it?
       FAM: Mane, I bet of em are like that
       THE BOY: They look happy as fuck
       FAM: Cause they reached their goal. In a they'll be like "oh fuck...goals are dumb."
      Goals are dumb?
       FAM: Making your life a goal is dumb. I think. 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 Okay

both stand there for a moment

       FAM: I'm gonna some help

AJ Fam by the arm

       FAM (CONT'D): we go

They head to the

       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 at the couple

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

They shrug, then walk off to the bar. The Boy walks 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 recording. A man comes up to him

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

He

       OLDER DUDE: Yes. Sometimes
      BOY: Then why?
       OLDER INDIAN 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 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 Yeah. I keep in touch with all my exes. We're all friends
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: You still them
       THE BOY: I send em a happy birthday 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 thinks he know

       OLDER 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 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?
      INDIAN DUDE: Fifty-three
      BOY: 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 clap for the end of the

       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

      IN SUIT (CONT'D): But honestly, may you two spend 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 out from the kitchen. Some have banners that say "HAPPY MARRIAGE!". Some 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 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 in .8 seconds. But they're not right now. They're marching
One of the creatures has in its eyes. Still 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 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 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!]