Luyện nghe bài hát Because The Internet Screenplay - Part 2

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*******[PLAY SONG "DIAL UP" AT THIS

The Boy lies, to his side, on his bed, looking at the ceiling
Spiders slowly drop from single strands of web from all the posts on the bed. It looks pretty. All of them dropping simultaneously swaying together. whisper:

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

It's a song

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

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 has been pushed into the wall, so there's a seamless transiting from living room to backyard patio
People sit on the underneath space heaters
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 of the living room
Some guy is running 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 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

       THE BOY: Don't sit on
They look at him. He stares back. 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 an iPad and a midi controller. The Boy walks inside. Marcus stops him. He's out of breath and looks wet

       THE BOY: Some just stole some stuff
      Please tell me you saw that Argentinan...Argentinian? Argentina-girl. I can't say it-
       THE BOY: Stop inviting random 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 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 in there? You think she's okay? (He thinks)
       THE You're the Florida of my friends

The Boy walks

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
sees The Boy. Startled. Then she smirks

      Come in! Quick!

She pulls him in. The other 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): Show us your
       THE Wha?
       SASHA: Do it. it
       OTHER Ew

       THE Ha

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

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

       SASHA: Do it. be weird!
      GIRL: Let's 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: wrong? This is weird?
      BOY: No
       SASHA: You want to? This is weird?
       THE BOY: No. I to
       SASHA: Then...what's on, chum?
       THE BOY: on

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

       THE BOY (CONT'D): on
He into the bathroom and closes the door. Locked. Silence. Sasha sits 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 steps out of the linen closet

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

       VANESSA: Why are you so
       THE BOY: I'm not. Let me this for a second
      We can do this 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

       VANESSA: Get up. going
       THE Come 'on-
       VANESSA: I 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. has a purpose today. It's a great time
The Boy chases after 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 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 BOY: You think this 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 to convince you otherwise. At least be a man and break up with me instead of telling me I don't like you
      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" bullshit

[NO MOUTH

      (teary whisper): You're so mean
       THE BOY: I'm trying to be
       VANESSA: Mean doesn't mean honest! Honest can mean. But only if you mean it
      BOY (so many "means"): Wait...the-
       VANESSA: I'm trying so hard with you. But I'm not 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 heard this happens. They never see each other again

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

       WOLF 1: What'd you think of 2 Chainz'
      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 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 music or graphic design for niche clothing or 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. 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, just dirty. Empty cups, bottles, cigarette butts, etc. The Boy Steve and Swank passed out on the couch

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

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

       THE BOY: We're

The Boy leaves. Fam opens his

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

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

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

The Boy looks at this. Then starts up the car and turns on the radio and out of the driveway
A passes...
Then we see the girl that was in bed with Fam walk out in the Mansion

       THAT GIRL FAM KNOWS FROM THAT ONE Fam?

EXT. I-5 - NIGHT/EARLY
Everyone's asleep in the car except The Boy who's driving (AJ is there too. They 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 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. Maybe I'm just them sad. Maybe they're fine
at the rows of crops criss-cross on farms as they pass
There's a billboard. It says: ROSCOE'S
The Boy stares at it. Just a white billboard "roscoe's wetsuit" on it

EXT. MIDDLE OF NOWHERE - DAY
The guys are 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. 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

      (re: hoodie): Long way from Chicago
       WOMAN 1:
       SWANK: no way. You can't be over 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 with everyone
A car crazily up next to the In-N-Out. Two dudes jump out with masks and guns

       FAM:

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

       ROBBERY 1: MOVE, RYAN!
      This nigga's using his real name. Treated
      Could be a code name
       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): 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 shoots at the cop

       FAM: We leave. They're shooting at the cops. Which means the other cops coming give a fuck 'bout bystanders now
       MARCUS (in anchorman voice): Two men were arrested in an attempted robbery at an In-N-Out burger today. (mumbling) Also 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 were and in the back of a tiny-ass squad car
      BOY: Police chief states: "no investigation needed"
       STEVE: "White people safe!"

laugh. As they start to drive off

Suddenly two cop cars screech in front of

       COP 1: IN THE AIR!
      Fuck

All of the guys put their up

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

       THE BOY: here

They 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 opens. Nyla is standing there. Her face is a mix of anger and strange sympathy. Like she refused to cry like...an hour ago?

      BOY: Hey-
       NYLA: There's a point you reach 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 Hi, Nyla
       NYLA: When you're alone, you might be able to 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?
      BOY: Yes. Absolutely. But Nyla-
       NYLA: I AM AT THAT POINT,

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

       THE BOY: isn't what you think it is. I didn't come 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
      I don't know you. We're not together. I have company. Go home
       THE BOY: Okay, being mean now
       NYLA: "Mean?" Who 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. Then I backed out. So... (then) second at best is what I'm saying

The guy goes -__- [SIDE EYE

       NYLA: What is wrong you?
       THE BOY: I know
       NYLA: Me

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

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

The Boy walks away and gets in the car. Swank stands there for a moment. tries to cut off a fart with his hand as he walks to the car

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SONG "SWEATPANTS AVE." AT THIS 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 promoter walks

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

stare

       THE BOY: I'll 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 emerge around the club from the back. It's a parade. They 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 stands there

INT. DINER - LATE

The guys are

       SWANK: But eat animals, man. Animals!
       STEVE: The argument is that we've been given the 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 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

       THE BOY: We here before
      What?
      BOY: We've done this before
FAM: Nah man. This is our time together in Oakland
       THE BOY: This is every night. 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 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 up and walks over

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

Fam up. Grabs The Boy

       FAM: Ey. 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 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 [OPEN MOUTH EMOJI]
      (to The Boy): You good?

Boy say anything

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 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 since forever. Exactly he wants
      Really? Like that?
       SWANK: Man, I used to get so pissed when girls 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 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 skin shit
      BOY: I've never seen one of these
      A first dance?
       THE BOY: A
       FAM: Yeah. (then) Marriage is so wack. I mean, I get it. But come on, yo. Forever? ("Ms. Jackson") Forever, ever? Forever,
       THE BOY: You think either of them wanna do it?
       FAM: Mane, I bet both of em are like
       THE They look happy as fuck though
      Cause they reached their goal. In a year they'll be like "oh fuck...goals are dumb."
       MARCUS: are dumb?
       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:

They stand there for a moment

       FAM: I'm need some help

AJ Fam by the arm

      (CONT'D): There we go

They head to the

       MARCUS: I'mma look for bridesmaids

He off

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

The Boy at the couple

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

They Kanye shrug, then walk off to the bar. The Boy walks 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 INDIAN are you here with?
       THE BOY (not looking up from his phone): The groom. We went to college
       OLDER INDIAN Oh. (then) Nice isn't it?
       THE BOY (sincere):
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: the buddies start getting married, that means you're next
      BOY: I don't think so
       OLDER DUDE: That's 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 DUDE: What do you believe in?
       THE BOY: Cool mamas
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: Ahhhhh. But how many 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, 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 BOY: Of marriage. Of her. Of

He

       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: Yes.
       THE BOY: 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 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 marriage is
       OLDER DUDE: Mature relationships?
       THE BOY: Yeah. I keep in touch with all my exes. We're all
       OLDER DUDE: You still call them
       THE BOY: I send em a happy birthday or DM 'em
       OLDER 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 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 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 book stores or larger stores that fit our aesthetic

The man just stares, not

      BOY (CONT'D): How old are you?
       OLDER DUDE: Fifty-three
       THE BOY: I'm Bill O'Reilly
       OLDER 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 Safia and Greg since 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 lives and happy

"Awwww"

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

claps

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Little creatures slowly start to march out 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, 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 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 smiling tho. Pushing the
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 and clammy skin hitting the wooden dance floor. One stares at The Boy as he (or she) leaves

...that was unacceptable. UNNACCEPTABLE!]