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 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 good because they're 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

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

Nurse gives a "yep"

       WHITE GUY NURSE: You're friends 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. There's a mutual benefit to our relationship, but I trust them for shit
       WHITE GUY NURSE: Then why you?
      BOY: Cause their lives are far easier with me around. It's survival
       WHITE GUY NURSE: I think you talk to someone
      BOY: We're talking
       WHITE GUY NURSE: A
       THE BOY: Why? You don't care. You're not gonna make sure I do. (then) Our lives precious, man

Silence. The Nurse to clean up

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

leaves

INT. WAITING ROOM - LATER DAY
The Boy walks out of the double doors. Steve, Swank, and Fam are 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 gets up slowly and over

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

The Boy a ["WHAT?" EMOJI] 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 - EVENING
The Boy lays his head against the plane window, the oil from his 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 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 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 made up dude as a friend on Facebook. Now The Boy see her pictures
The of her pictures confirmed 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 Maury who's like "my favorite flavor popsicle is DICK!", which is close to sincere love, but nowhere it at the same time

INT. STRANGE - 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

       SOLEMN MAN: I'm sorry for your

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

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

He The Boy a large brown paper bag

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

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

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

He puts his down

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

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

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

      BOY: Hey
       ALYSSA: Ah! you

She gives him a kiss on both

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

She out her cigarette. After two big puffs

       ALYSSA: go
      BOY: Didn't you want 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 in the cold

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

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

      What made you DM me?
       THE BOY: I know anyone here
      Then why are you here?
       THE BOY: My dad died. I have to him up
      R O U G H. How?
       THE BOY: matter at this point
       ALYSSA: I know right? always "how'd he die?" Like if you know all the ways, you'll avoid it. Silly

She

      (CONT'D): I don't believe in small talk. What's the longest relationship you've been in?
       THE BOY: years
       ALYSSA: Wow. happened?
      BOY: I'm still in it
      Oh?
       THE BOY: She does 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 doing private shows. Then it started turning into talking. Mostly
      Wooooaah
       THE Wha?
       ALYSSA: You're her to be your girlfriend or friend or whatever
      BOY: Yes. But most people are paying for friends one way or another
      No
       THE BOY: Your boyfriend is making out with girl right now. You don't really have room to judge
       ALYSSA: I trust that I can trust him. We're clear on that
      BOY: Then why have him at all?
       ALYSSA: Because he's honest. And I like that. He doesn't lie to either of us. special to me

INT. ROOM - NIGHT

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

      So that's your dad
       THE That's my dad. That's what's left of him
      You guys close?
      BOY: 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 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 BOY:

CUT TO:

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

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

       THE BOY: What's on
      Let's get rid of it. It's just bad for you
       THE BOY: You have a TON of judging me and my father's relationship, so much 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
       ALYSSA: We're do this together

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

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

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

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

      (CONT'D): So crazy

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

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

The Boy

      (CONT'D): Alright-
       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. he kinda hugs it. Laying his head on it, but turning 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?
       THE I feel...the same
      HEY!

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

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

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

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

The boyfriend free from her

       BOYFRIEND: Do you know who the I am?

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

The boyfriend starts making the noises a fox in the song

      That!
       ALYSSA (resigned, to The Boy): the song and video
       THE I've never heard of it
       ALYSSA AND What/wha?
      I thought you "were the internet"?
       THE BOY: a tagline. No one is the actual internet. I just must've missed it when it was popular
       BOYFRIEND: Uh, by "when it was popular" do you mean, uhhh, THE FUCK NOW?!
       THE Relax
      Two hundred and twenty million views on Youtube. Two hundred and twenty million. That's most of the earth
       THE Not true
      An African village wrote to me-
       THE BOY: The whole village
       BOYFRIEND: -and 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 wanna fuck my girl?

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

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

CUT TO:
INT. LA VEGAN - 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 or jet lagged from Sweden. Either way he's bumming everyone out

       ANOTHER My friend should be here soon

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

      Hi

The Boy doesn't say

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

She down

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

       THE 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

       THE BOY: did

Awkward.

       ANOTHER I'm so sorry

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

       FAM (to The Boy): parents are dead, man
       THE BOY: My 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 and talking about something they will never remember and don't really care about
Naomi and The Boy sit in the room

       NAOMI: did he do?
       THE BOY: I know
       NAOMI: How'd he all this?
       THE BOY: I know
       NAOMI: Then how can you all this? 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

Naomi

       NAOMI:
       THE BOY: Fam can hook me up. I've watching him for a minute. He runs out of here already
       NAOMI: I don't you need me to tell you you're an awful dealer
      BOY: 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 dealers 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 does she that?"

      (CONT'D): I looked you up
       THE BOY: the party or just now
       NAOMI: now. I'm a writer too
       THE Oh really
       NAOMI: Yup. And I I'm good cause 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 rapped this like it was his
       THE BOY (looking at her phone): Your first is being a poet past the year 1974, by the way
       NAOMI: That's how good my shit is. I'm bringing the whole 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 cross-eyed. No response. She stops, then sighs

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

      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 theory
       NAOMI: Yeah. (then) You're not such a lonely boy

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