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, looking at the
Spiders slowly drop from single strands of web from all the posts on the bed. It pretty. All of them dropping simultaneously swaying together. They whisper:

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

almost a song

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

INT. - NIGHT
More people are at the house. drinking and smoking. Shoes off. It's a Temple. Respect it
The back wall of the living room has been pushed the wall, so there's a seamless transiting from living room to backyard patio
People sit on the swings underneath heaters
EMILY is in the middle of the pool table. Swank plays pool around her. RUBEN is filming and Steve throwing things in the fire pit
AJ is djing in the of the living room
Some guy is running through the living room in just a towel. He is water. He almost slips
The projector room (theatre) is playing Fight/Vine compilations. Two dudes are in there not watching. Just
The Boy walks through the backyard. There's a dude and a girl making out on the bar outside. sitting on the bar

       THE BOY: sit on that
They look at him. He stares back. They get down. He walks away. They 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
       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 names can't come
       MARCUS: I don't hear you right now. I just fucked in a 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. ROOM - 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 him in. The other girl flops on the bed

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

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

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

      BOY: Ha

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

       OTHER What's up?

*******[PLAY SONG "SHADOWS" AT POINT]*******

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

Damn, guy

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

       VANESSA: are you doing?
      BOY (head in hands): Chillin
       VANESSA:In the
       THE BOY:
      Well, I want 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 I'm not. Let me enjoy 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 every time we flush. I heard they're building a sandwich place in the shower

Vanessa smh and

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

She pulls him up. She opens up the linen closet and The Boy in
is inside the closet
There are people saying things, giving opinions, feeling interesting. Everyone has a purpose today. It's a time
The Boy after 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 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? Right
       THE BOY: You don't 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 me with the rest of your "I'm almost Vashtie" bullshit

[NO MOUTH

       VANESSA (teary whisper): You're so
      BOY: I'm trying to be honest
       VANESSA: Mean doesn't mean honest! Honest can mean mean. But only if you it
      BOY (so many "means"): Wait...the-
       VANESSA: I'm trying so hard with you. But I'm not gonna carry us. I won't waste your 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

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

       WOLF 1: What'd you of 2 Chainz' 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 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

rip The Boy to shreds 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 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 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 Steve and Swank passed out on the

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

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

      BOY: We're going

The Boy leaves. Fam his eyes

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

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

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

...(that moment you exactly what they're typing and how they look doing it)
       She writes DONT

The Boy looks at this. Then starts up the car and turns on the 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 KNOWS 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 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 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 look really sad. Maybe 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: 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, burgers at the far end of the parking lot
As The Boy bites into his double-double he thinks about the slaughterhouse. Then he at his burger. He laughs
Two women walk out. They look like they're in their late 30s. Swank spots em. One of the is wearing a Northwestern hoodie

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

The women just smirk and close their doors. drive off

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

      Daaammmmnnn

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. Just
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
      Could be a code name
       AJ: That's his real name. No one's robbery name is "Ryan". It's something like..."Snake-Man"

They all a face

       AJ (CONT'D): Fuck ya'll. I 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 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 today. (mumbling) Also some niggers ended up dead, we don't know. This is news, people!
       STEVE: After being frisked, the dead 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 "no investigation needed"
       STEVE: "White still safe!"

They laugh. As they to drive off

Suddenly two cop cars screech in front of

      1: HANDS IN THE AIR!
      Fuck

All of the guys put their up

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

       THE BOY: here

They pull to a row of brownstones

      Great. Why are we where is this?

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?

      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 like you did because 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 might even hear a song that makes you question it. But you don't have it. It exist anymore. It's dead. Do you understand?
       THE BOY: Yes. Absolutely. But
       NYLA: I AM AT POINT, [EDIT]

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

       THE BOY: This isn't what you think it is. I 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 just wanna be with someone who me for a little
       NYLA: I don't know you. not together. I have company. Go home
       THE BOY: Okay, you're being now
       NYLA: "Mean?" Who cares? an adult. Also, you embarrassed me
       THE BOY (to the dude in the hallway): We were planning on 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 EMOJI]

       NYLA: What is with you?
       THE BOY: I don't
      Me neither

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

       NYLA (CONT'D through the door): grow 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 walks away and gets in the car. Swank stands there for a moment. Then tries to cut off a fart 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. and Steve are talking to two girls. A promoter walks over

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

They

       THE 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 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 of cash sitting in the middle of the table
The promoter stands

INT. DINER - NIGHT

The guys are

       SWANK: But eat animals, man. Animals!
       STEVE: The argument is that 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 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 here

       THE BOY: We here before
      What?
       THE BOY: We've done this
FAM: Nah man. This is our 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 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 walks

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

Fam up. Grabs The Boy

       FAM: Ey. Let's eat

The Boy and Fam sit

       HAT KID: It 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 it is or I'll cut you open and take the answer

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

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

Boy doesn't say

INT. HOTEL LOBBY -
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 like a caricature of a good ol' fashion dude

      Good 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
       AJ: Really? that?
       SWANK: Man, I used to get so pissed when girls would 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 didn't like my mom. They just started talking again
       SWANK (over the top): Oh you're poor white dad! (then) Nigga, shut up. Take team light skin shit outside
       THE BOY: I've never seen one of
       FAM: A 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?
       THE BOY: You think either of don't wanna do it?
       FAM: Mane, I bet of em are like that
       THE BOY: They look happy as fuck
       FAM: they reached their goal. In a year they'll be like "oh fuck...goals are dumb."
       MARCUS: Goals are
       FAM: Making your 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:

They both there for a moment

       FAM: I'm gonna need some

AJ Fam by the arm

      (CONT'D): There we go

They head to the

       MARCUS: I'mma for some 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 walks into the

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

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

He

      INDIAN DUDE: Yes. Sometimes
       THE BOY: why?
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: I had to man-up. It was time. I 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
       OLDER INDIAN DUDE: relationships?
       THE BOY: Yeah. I keep in with all my exes. We're all friends
       OLDER INDIAN You still call them
      BOY: I send em a happy birthday text or DM 'em
       OLDER INDIAN 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

      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 and sell it to niche book stores or larger stores that fit our aesthetic

The man stares, not understanding

       THE BOY (CONT'D): How old are
       OLDER DUDE: Fifty-three
      BOY: I'm like Bill 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 Safia and Greg since college and I honestly knew this day would happen since we were getting high in my dorm room junior 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"

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

Everyone

SONG "3005" AT THIS POINT]*******

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 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 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 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. smiling tho. Pushing the smile
Everyone is smiling as they march past, but they're all very cautious. 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 bride and groom 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!]