Luyện nghe bài hát Because The Internet Screenplay - Part 4

[VISUAL "DEATH BY NUMBERS"]

*******[PLAY SONG "FLIGHT OF THE NAVIGATOR" AT 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 something 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 good 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 descendants when to make the sounds at home

...my eyes heavy

A nurse in

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

Nurse a "yep" look

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

Silence. The Nurse to clean up

       WHITE GUY NURSE: You
      BOY: I was trying to be
       WHITE GUY NURSE: No you weren't. Cause, what? It's not hard to do

Nurse

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

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

They all just stare. Swank up slowly and walks over

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

The Boy makes a ["WHAT?" face

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

       THE Okay

(hum of a jet engine...)

*******[PLAY "ZEALOTS OF STOCKHOLM" AT THIS POINT]*******

INT. JET PLANE -
The Boy lays his head the plane window, the oil from his hair leaving grease 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 lose most of your memories, at least the accuracy of your own memories
He to be cremated
The Boy didn't really know anyone in Stockholm, but he also 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 learned 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 EMOJI] lol". She added this made up dude as a on Facebook. Now The Boy could see her pictures
The rest of her pictures confirmed she was indeed
This girl loves Justin Bieber though. New Justin 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 to sincere love, but nowhere near it at the same time

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

      MAN: I'm sorry for your loss

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

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

He gives The Boy a large brown bag

INT. HOTEL ROOM -
The Boy vapes on the foot of his bed. He's 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 meet my boyfriend. he you

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

He puts his phone

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

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

The Boy walks up to a pink, glowing, but discreet sign that says "box". There's a big bald guy standing outside with no hat. There's steam coming off his head
A girl is standing smoking, at least trying to. She can't seem to get the cigarette lit. It's Alyssa

      BOY: Hey
      Ah! It's you

She him a kiss on both cheeks

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

She out her cigarette. After two big puffs

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

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

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

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

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

She

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

INT. HOTEL - NIGHT

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

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

      BOY (CONT'D): I'm going to make a drink
       ALYSSA:

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

      BOY: Alyssa?

CUT TO:

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

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

       THE What's 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 so, you just walk out with his ashes? I feel like what you're 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
      We're gonna do this together

The Boy is pissed. He's not to blow up

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

Alyssa digs in her and pulls out her phone. She turns 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 know we agreed that it's to ask since we're all headed that way anyway, but-
       ALYSSA: cancer. It was bad

      (CONT'D): So crazy

She LOLs. They're still walking this entire time. They stop at the water. stand 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 over and takes the urn and just holds 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 we're

He pours out the ashes. He's

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

Alyssa and The Boy turn around. It's boyfriend

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

She pushes him back as he 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 free her

       BOYFRIEND: Do you know who the I am?

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

The starts making the noises a fox makes in the song

      That!
       ALYSSA (resigned, to The Boy): the song and video
       THE BOY: never heard of it
       ALYSSA AND BOYFIREND:
       ALYSSA: I 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
       BOYFRIEND: Uh, by "when it was popular" do you mean, uhhh, RIGHT THE NOW?!
       THE BOY:
      Two hundred and twenty million views on Youtube. Two hundred and twenty million. That's most of the earth
       THE Not true
       BOYFRIEND: An African village to me-
      BOY: The whole village did?
       BOYFRIEND: -and told me that my song taught them about foxes. They don't have foxes there. I introduced the idea of a fox to an entire continent...(then) And you fuck my girl?

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

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

CUT TO:
INT. LA RESTAURANT - NIGHT
Fam, another girl, and The Boy sit in a booth at the restaurant. Fam and the girl are talking. The Boy is silent. Don't if he's just bored or jet lagged from Sweden. Either way he's bumming everyone out

       ANOTHER GIRL: My friend be here soon

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

      Hi

The Boy doesn't say

      GIRL: This is Naomi. (then) Hello?
       FAM: dumb. You should just sit and ignore him

She sits

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

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

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

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

The Boy

       THE They did

Awkward.

       ANOTHER GIRL: I'm so

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

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

They stop laughing. Naomi thinks The Boy is weird. But she doesn't run

INT. MANSION -
Fam and Another Girl are sitting on the swings smoking and talking about something they will never remember and don't really about
Naomi and The Boy sit in the living

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

Naomi

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

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

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

She the vape

       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 mistake is being a poet past the year 1974, by the way
       NAOMI: That's how good my is. I'm bringing the whole form back
       THE BOY: cocky when you're high
       NAOMI: No. I'm 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 slowly

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

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