Luyện nghe bài hát Because The Internet Screenplay - Part 4

[VISUAL "DEATH BY NUMBERS"]

*******[PLAY SONG "FLIGHT OF THE NAVIGATOR" AT THIS

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 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 monkey descendants when to make the sounds at home

...my feel heavy

A nurse in

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

Silence. The Nurse begins to up

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

leaves

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

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

They all just stare. Swank gets up and walks over

       SWANK: Man...we know if we should wait or tell you later, man

The Boy makes a ["WHAT?" EMOJI]

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

       THE BOY:

(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 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 that, you basically lose most of your memories, at least the accuracy of your own memories
He wanted to be
The Boy didn't really know anyone in Stockholm, but he also didn't want to be in his hotel room with his father for a day. 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 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 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 up dude as a friend on Facebook. Now The Boy could see her pictures
The rest of her pictures she was indeed pretty
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 who's like "my favorite flavor popsicle is DICK!", which is close to sincere love, but nowhere near it at the same time

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

      MAN: I'm sorry for your loss

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

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

He gives The Boy a large brown bag

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

       thegoldmolar: u at
       Hello_Pity_: bar box. meet u here?
      yeah
       Hello_Pity_: u meet my boyfriend. he loves you

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

He his phone down

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

       SUPER HANDSOME GUY: 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 very 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 outside smoking, at least trying to. She can't seem to get the cigarette lit. It's Alyssa

      BOY: Hey
      Ah! It's you

She gives him a kiss on both

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

She puts out her cigarette. two big puffs

       ALYSSA: go
       THE BOY: Didn't you me to meet your boyfriend?
       ALYSSA: Who? guy?

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

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

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EXT. STOCKHOLM STREETS -
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?
       THE BOY: I don't know anyone
       ALYSSA: Then why are you
      BOY: My dad died. I have to pick him up
       ALYSSA: R O U G H.
       THE BOY: matter at this point
       ALYSSA: I know It's always "how'd he die?" Like if you know all the ways, you'll avoid it. Silly

She

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

INT. HOTEL ROOM -

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

       ALYSSA: So your dad
       THE BOY: That's my dad. That's what's of him
       ALYSSA: You guys
       THE No
       ALYSSA: You wanna about 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 gets up, takes the urn, and walks out of the room. The Boy the door slam

       THE 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 Alyssa turning a corner. He runs to the corner and meets her on the other side

       THE BOY: What's on
       ALYSSA: get rid of it. It's 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 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
       ALYSSA: gonna do this together

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

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

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

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

       ALYSSA (CONT'D): So

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

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

The Boy

       ALYSSA (CONT'D):
       THE BOY:

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

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

He out the ashes. He's gone

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

Alyssa and The Boy around. It's Alyssa's boyfriend

       BOYFRIEND: What the fuck,
       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 free from her

      Do you know who the fuck I am?

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

The starts making the noises a fox makes in the song

      That!
       ALYSSA (resigned, to The Boy): Like the and video
       THE BOY: I've never 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 must've missed it when it was popular
      Uh, by "when it was popular" do you mean, uhhh, RIGHT THE FUCK NOW?!
       THE BOY:
       BOYFRIEND: Two hundred and twenty views on Youtube. Two hundred and twenty million. That's most of the earth
       THE Not true
       BOYFRIEND: An village wrote to me-
       THE The whole village did?
       BOYFRIEND: -and told me that my song taught them about foxes. They have 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 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 know if he's just bored or jet lagged from Sweden. way he's bumming everyone out

       ANOTHER My friend should 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 say anything

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

She sits

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

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

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

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

The Boy

       THE They did

Awkward.

      GIRL: I'm so sorry

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

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

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

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

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

LMAOs

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

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

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

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 this like it was his
       THE BOY (looking at her phone): Your mistake is being a poet past the year 1974, by the way
       NAOMI: how good my shit is. I'm bringing the whole form back
      BOY: You're cocky when you're high
       NAOMI: No. I'm talkative when I'm high. I'm cocky all the time, but I'm silent for of it...like you

He looks up. She lifts an eyebrow. He doesn't smile. She cross-eyed. No response. She stops, then 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 than likely we all just do this 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