Luyện nghe bài hát Because The Internet Screenplay - Part 4

[VISUAL "DEATH BY NUMBERS"]

SONG "FLIGHT OF THE NAVIGATOR" AT THIS POINT]*******

INT. - DAY

The Boy wakes up. He's in a gown. His eyes feel heavy. The TV is on in his room. "Golden Girls" to be specific. One of the ladies just said funny cause there's a lot of laughter
Sitcom laughs always freaked him out. Because most of those people are dead. Those are ghost laughs. Laughs that are supposed to be gone forever linger on earth after every mid 90s joke about teenage sex or someone saying "don't go there". Looking for their mouths, never finding them because they're gone. The laughs don't feel because they're dead laughs. Those laughs aren't what they stood for anymore. They've been reappropriated. Now they're just sounds monkey descendants make when amused to cue other monkey descendants when to make the sounds at home

...my eyes feel

A nurse in

       WHITE GUY NURSE: Mr.[EDIT]. How are you feeling?
       THE BOY: Like I'm about to get talked to by about- (gestures) All this

gives a "yep" look

      GUY NURSE: You're friends brought you in-
      BOY: They're not my friends
       WHITE GUY I don't think they'd like you saying that
       THE BOY: Doesn't matter. It's the truth. But also, they know. We're not friends. There's a mutual to our relationship, but I can't trust them for shit
      GUY NURSE: Then why save you?
      BOY: Cause their lives are far easier with me around. It's survival
       WHITE GUY NURSE: I you should talk to someone
       THE BOY: talking
       WHITE GUY NURSE: A
       THE BOY: You don't care. You're not gonna make sure I do. (then) Our lives aren't precious, man

Silence. The Nurse to clean up

       WHITE GUY You done?
       THE I was trying to be
       WHITE GUY NURSE: No you weren't. Cause, guess what? not hard to do

leaves

INT. WAITING ROOM - LATER DAY
The Boy walks out of the double doors. Steve, Swank, and Fam are sitting there. look up wearily

       THE BOY: I don't wanna talk. Let's just go be awkward and quiet at Chipotle. Alright?

They all just stare. Swank gets up slowly and over

       SWANK: Man...we didn't if we should wait or tell you later, man

The Boy a ["WHAT?" EMOJI] face

       SWANK (CONT'D): Man...your died, man. Got the call

      BOY: Okay

(hum of a jet engine...)

*******[PLAY SONG "ZEALOTS OF STOCKHOLM" AT THIS

INT. JET - EVENING
The Boy lays his head against the plane window, the oil from his hair leaving smudges all over the window
His father died in Stockholm. A family member was needed. Didn't realize that they were each other's only family til this very moment. When you lose that, you basically lose of your memories, at least the accuracy of your own memories
He wanted to be
The Boy really know anyone in Stockholm, but he also didn't want to be in his hotel room with his father for a day. Even if he was just ashes. So he decided to search through his followers for someone from Sweden

Some girl named "Hello_Pity_" Dm'd him back and they were supposed to meet up after all the whatever he had to do. Her profile bio said she was half french. She looked pretty in her avi: an inverted Hello Kitty. But that really doesn't mean anything at all, especially since her instagram was blocked, which is something he's not to trust at all
So he looked through her tweets, figured out a night she went to a club, used one of his dummy profiles and pretended that they'd met at the club that night. She had trouble remembering because, according to her feed, she was "fuckin turnt, [CRAZY TONGUE OUT lol". She added this made up dude as a friend on Facebook. Now The Boy could see her pictures
The rest of her pictures confirmed she was pretty
This girl loves Justin Bieber though. New Bieber. The "fuck you" Bieber. She loves Justin Bieber in the way you love that girl on Maury who's like "my favorite flavor popsicle is DICK!", which is close to sincere love, but nowhere near it at the same time

INT. STRANGE - NIGHT
The Boy is sitting at a desk, from a solemn man. An urn sits on the left side of the desk
The man slides it to The Boy

       SOLEMN I'm sorry for your loss

Silence. Don't you have to ask someone you cremate their father? I don't know how these things work

       SOLEMN MAN (CONT'D): These found with him

He gives The Boy a brown paper bag

INT. HOTEL ROOM -
The Boy vapes on the foot of his bed. DMing back and forth with "Hello_Pity_" whose real name is Alyssa

      where u at
       Hello_Pity_: bar called box. u here?
      yeah
       Hello_Pity_: u should my boyfriend. he loves you

       thegoldmolar:
       Hello_Pity_: [CRYING LAUGH EMOJI] LOL. Don't worry. It's not like
       thegoldmolar:
       Hello_Pity_: [CRAZY TONGUE OUT EMOJI] see u

He puts his down

EXT. STOCKHOLM STREETS -
There's a buzz going on. Very pretty people walk in hand on the street. There are people saying things, giving opinions, feeling interesting. Everyone has a purpose tonight. It's a great time
A walk by:

       SUPER GUY: Swedish blah blah blah roscoe's wetsuit hahahaha!
       SUPER PRETTY GIRL: blah blah, swedish blah roscoe's wetsuit!

The Boy walks up to a pink, glowing, but very discreet sign that says "box". There's a big bald guy standing outside with no hat. There's coming off his head
A girl is standing outside smoking, at least trying to. She seem to get the cigarette lit. It's Alyssa

       THE Hey
       ALYSSA: Ah! you

She gives him a on both cheeks

       ALYSSA (CONT'D): Fancy you like this, huh?
       THE I don't know what you mean

She out her cigarette. After two big puffs

      Let's go
       THE BOY: Didn't you want me to meet boyfriend?
       ALYSSA: Who? That

She points to a corner of the building, a few steps from the front. A guy with long blonde (her boyfriend?)is making out with a girl in the cold

      BOY: What am I getting into?
      Nothing. You're getting into nothing

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EXT. STOCKHOLM - CONTINUOUS
The Boy and Alyssa slowly through the streets. It's very cold, so they're the only ones doing that

      What made you DM me?
      BOY: I don't know anyone here
       ALYSSA: why are you here?
       THE BOY: My dad died. I have to him up
       ALYSSA: R O U G H.
       THE BOY: Doesn't matter at this
       ALYSSA: I know right? It's always "how'd he die?" Like if you know all the ways, avoid it. Silly

She

       ALYSSA (CONT'D): I don't believe in small talk. What's the longest relationship you've in?
       THE BOY: years
      Wow. What happened?
       THE I'm still in it
      Oh?
       THE She does private web shows. We're not together. But it's a relationship, for sure
       ALYSSA: I get it
       THE BOY: I used to watch her online a while back. Then she quit and started private shows. Then it just started turning into talking. Mostly
       ALYSSA:
      BOY: Wha?
       ALYSSA: paying her to be your girlfriend or friend or whatever
       THE BOY: Yes. But most people are paying for friends one way or
      No
      BOY: Your boyfriend is making out with another girl right now. You don't really have room to judge
       ALYSSA: I that I can never trust him. We're clear on that
      BOY: Then why have him at all?
       ALYSSA: Because he's honest. And I that. He doesn't lie to either of us. That's special to me

INT. ROOM - NIGHT

The two are on the bed staring at the urn on the table

      So that's your dad
      BOY: That's my dad. That's what's left of him
       ALYSSA: You close?
       THE No
       ALYSSA: You wanna talk it
      BOY: No

       THE BOY (CONT'D): I'm going to a drink
      Alright

The Boy gets up and goes into the room. While he's in there, Alyssa gets up, takes the urn, and walks out of the room. The Boy hears the door slam

       THE BOY:

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SONG "URN" AT THIS POINT]*******

EXT. HOTEL -
The Boy runs out of the front doors. His breath, clouding in the night. He both ways and catches Alyssa turning a corner. He runs to the corner and meets her on the other side

       THE BOY: going on
       ALYSSA: Let's get rid of it. just bad for you
       THE BOY: You have a TON of nerve judging me and my father's relationship, so much so, you just walk out with his ashes? I feel like what doing is against the law, but much like the fact he was cremated before I arrived, I don't know if it's illegal. I'm still pissed though
       ALYSSA: gonna do this together

The Boy is pissed. trying not to blow up

       ALYSSA (CONT'D): I had a sister. I did when she died
       THE Yes. That gives you the right

Alyssa digs in her pocket and pulls out her phone. She it on and the background is Alyssa and a girl that looks exactly like her. The Boy takes the phone

       THE BOY (CONT'D):
      Yes
       THE BOY: I we agreed that it's dumb to ask since we're all headed that way anyway, but-
      Brain cancer. It was bad

       ALYSSA (CONT'D): So

She LOLs. They're still walking this entire time. They stop at the water. They there making small clouds for a moment

       ALYSSA (CONT'D): You to say something?

The Boy

      (CONT'D): Alright-
      BOY: Wait

The urn almost tips over the edge. She waits for him. He walks over and takes the urn and just it for a moment. Then he kinda hugs it. Laying his head on it, but turning his head so she can't see what he says:

       THE BOY (CONT'D, whisper): I'm sorry alone

He pours out the ashes. gone

       ALYSSA: How do you feel?
      BOY: I feel...the same
      HEY!

Alyssa and The Boy turn around. Alyssa's boyfriend

      What the fuck, bro?
       ALYSSA: Oh, so you now you give a

She him back as he takes swipes at The Boy. The Boy is mildly annoyed. They're all yelling at each other

       BOYFRIEND/THE BOY/ALYSSA: You're dead ass-hole!/ Relax, nothing happened/ you stop!

The boyfriend breaks from her

      Do you know who the fuck I am?

       ALYSSA: Please don't. don't do this
       THE Nah, man. I don't know who you are
       BOYFRIEND (CONT'D, scream): WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY! (silence) I. Wrote. That. That's my shit. I'm the dressed like a fox. That's all me
       THE What?

The boyfriend starts making the noises a fox makes in the

      That!
       ALYSSA (resigned, to The Boy): Like the song and
       THE I've never heard of it
      AND BOYFIREND: What/wha?
      I thought you "were the internet"?
       THE BOY: That's a tagline. No one is the actual internet. I just must've it when it was popular
      Uh, by "when it was popular" do you mean, uhhh, RIGHT THE FUCK NOW?!
      BOY: Relax
       BOYFRIEND: Two hundred and twenty million views on Youtube. Two hundred and twenty million. That's of the earth
       THE BOY: Not
       BOYFRIEND: An African wrote to me-
       THE BOY: The whole village
       BOYFRIEND: -and told me that my song taught them about foxes. They don't foxes there. I introduced the idea of a fox to an entire continent...(then) And you wanna fuck my girl?

       THE BOY: I do not wanna fuck your girl. I don't to be here. I am going home now

The Boy walks away. and her boyfriend start a boring argument in the cold as he disappears

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INT. LA VEGAN RESTAURANT -
Fam, another girl, and The Boy sit in a booth at the restaurant. Fam and the girl are talking. The Boy is silent. know if he's just bored or jet lagged from Sweden. Either way he's bumming everyone out

       ANOTHER GIRL: My should be here soon

The Boy doesn't say anything. Fam and the look on
A walks up to the table. The Boy looks up. It's the girl from the party

      Hi

The Boy say anything

       ANOTHER GIRL: is Naomi. (then) Hello?
       FAM: He's dumb. You should sit and ignore him

She sits

       NAOMI: You're the guy that hit my arm
      BOY: Yes
       NAOMI: You guys
       THE BOY: No. I vegan. I think she's making us eat here
       NAOMI: I'm the vegan. I to eat here

      BOY: I hate vegan
      (saying it dumb): Duhh, "I hate vegan"

In his head, he was lol-ing. In real life, he kinda looked down

       NAOMI (CONT'D): What's the deal. Why you always act like your parents

The Boy

      BOY: They did

Awkward.

       ANOTHER GIRL: I'm so

Fam and The Boy stare at each other for a moment. Then laugh. Another Girl and do not

       FAM (to The Boy): Your are dead, man
       THE BOY: My parents are yo

They slowly stop laughing. Naomi thinks The Boy is weird. But she run

INT. MANSION -
Fam and Another Girl are sitting on the swings smoking and talking about something they will never remember and really care about
Naomi and The Boy sit in the living

       NAOMI: did he do?
       THE BOY: I know
       NAOMI: How'd he afford all
       THE I don't know
       NAOMI: Then how can you afford all this? He leave you a
       THE BOY: Creditors were after him. I don't know if he had left. I'm not concerned. (serious) I'm gonna sell drugs

Naomi

      Whaaaaaat
       THE BOY: Fam can hook me up. I've been him for a minute. He runs out of here already
       NAOMI: I don't think you need me to tell you you're an dealer
       THE How would you even know?
       NAOMI: You make everything feel awkward. You can't connect with anyone. How is supposed to feel like they can trust you?
       THE BOY: Yeah, that's what drug are known for. Their comfort
       NAOMI: They are, dumb-ass. You gotta know how people work. You're only good with online

He slowly turns to her. "how she know that?"

      (CONT'D): I looked you up
      BOY: After the party or just now
       NAOMI: Just now. I'm a too
      BOY: Oh really
       NAOMI: Yup. And I know I'm good people keep stealing my shit

She hits the

       NAOMI (CONT'D): I tweeted this. (holds up her phone) Is that not my poem verbatim? I posted them together. This nigga just rapped like it was his
       THE BOY (looking at her phone): Your first mistake is being a poet the year 1974, by the way
      That's how good my shit is. I'm bringing the whole form back
       THE BOY: You're cocky when you're
      No. I'm talkative when I'm high. I'm cocky all the time, but I'm silent for most of it...like you

He looks up. She lifts an eyebrow. He doesn't smile. She goes cross-eyed. No response. She stops, sighs

       NAOMI (CONT'D): You ever think we're in hell? This is all hell. Living on earth and being the only ones aware that it's all ending

      BOY: No
       NAOMI: I read something that said more likely we all just do this all again. It's all a cycle
       THE BOY: I like that
      Yeah. (then) See? You're not such a lonely boy

She and mushes his face with her hand. The Boy smh, but smiles