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 just said something 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 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 monkey descendants when to make the sounds at home

...my feel heavy

A comes in

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

gives a "yep" look

       WHITE GUY NURSE: 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. 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: Cause their lives are far easier with me around. It's
       WHITE GUY I think you should talk to someone
      BOY: We're 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 begins to clean up

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

Nurse

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

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

all just stare. Swank gets up slowly and walks over

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

The Boy makes a ["WHAT?" face

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

       THE BOY:

(hum of a jet engine...)

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

INT. JET PLANE -
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 only family til this very moment. When you lose that, you basically 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 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 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 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 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 popsicle is DICK!", which is close to sincere love, but nowhere near it at the same time

INT. STRANGE - NIGHT
The Boy is at a desk, across from 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 how these things work

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

He gives The Boy a large brown bag

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

       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 LOL. Don't worry. It's not like that
      wdym
       Hello_Pity_: [CRAZY OUT EMOJI] see u soon

He puts his phone

EXT. STOCKHOLM STREETS -
There's a buzz going on. Very pretty people walk hand in 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 HANDSOME GUY: Swedish blah blah blah wetsuit hahahaha!
       SUPER PRETTY GIRL: blah blah, swedish blah roscoe's wetsuit!

The Boy walks up to a pink, glowing, but very discreet 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 gives him a kiss on cheeks

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

She out her cigarette. After two big puffs

       ALYSSA: go
       THE BOY: Didn't you me to meet your boyfriend?
      Who? That 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: What am I into?
       ALYSSA: Nothing. You're getting into

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

       ALYSSA: made you DM me?
      BOY: I don't know anyone here
       ALYSSA: Then why are you
      BOY: My dad died. I have to pick him up
       ALYSSA: R O U G H.
      BOY: Doesn't matter at this point
       ALYSSA: I know right? It's always "how'd he die?" 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?
      BOY: Five years
      Wow. What happened?
      BOY: 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
      BOY: I used to watch 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 or whatever
       THE BOY: Yes. But most people are paying for friends one way or
      No
       THE BOY: Your boyfriend is making out with another right now. You don't really have room to judge
       ALYSSA: I trust that I can never trust him. clear on that
       THE BOY: why have him at all?
       ALYSSA: Because 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

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

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

The Boy gets up and into the living room. While he's in there, Alyssa gets 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 doors. His breath, clouding in the night. He looks both ways and catches Alyssa turning a corner. He runs to the corner and meets her on the other side

       THE What's going 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 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
      We're gonna do this together

The Boy is pissed. trying not to blow up

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

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

      BOY (CONT'D): Twins
      Yes
       THE BOY: I we agreed that it's dumb 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. They stand there making clouds for a moment

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

The Boy

      (CONT'D): Alright-
       THE Wait

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 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 pours out the ashes. He's

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

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

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

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

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

The boyfriend breaks from her

      Do you know who the fuck I am?

      Please don't. Please don't do this
      BOY: Nah, man. I don't 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!
      (resigned, to The Boy): Like the song and video
       THE BOY: I've never of it
       ALYSSA AND BOYFIREND:
       ALYSSA: I you "were the internet"?
      BOY: That's 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?!
      BOY: Relax
       BOYFRIEND: Two hundred and twenty million views on Youtube. Two hundred and million. That's most of the earth
      BOY: Not true
       BOYFRIEND: An African wrote to me-
       THE The whole village did?
       BOYFRIEND: 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 wanna fuck my girl?

      BOY: 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 in the cold as he disappears

CUT TO:
INT. LA VEGAN - NIGHT
Fam, another girl, and The Boy sit in a 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. 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 looks up. It's the from the party

      Hi

The Boy say anything

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

She down

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

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

The Boy

       THE BOY: did

Awkward.

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

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

      What did he do?
       THE BOY: I know
      How'd he afford all this?
       THE BOY: I don't
       NAOMI: how can you afford all this? He leave you a lot?
       THE BOY: 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 me up. I've been 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 anyone supposed to feel like they can trust
       THE Yeah, that's what drug dealers are known for. Their comfort
       NAOMI: They are, dumb-ass. You gotta know how people work. You're good with people online

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

      (CONT'D): I looked you up
       THE BOY: After the party or now
       NAOMI: Just now. I'm a too
       THE BOY: Oh
       NAOMI: Yup. And I know I'm cause people keep 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 rapped this like it was his
       THE BOY (looking at her phone): Your first mistake is being a past the year 1974, by the way
       NAOMI: That's how good my shit is. I'm the whole form back
       THE BOY: You're 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 up. She lifts an eyebrow. He doesn't smile. She goes cross-eyed. No response. She stops, then sighs

       NAOMI (CONT'D): You ever think we're in hell? This is all hell. Living on and being the only ones aware that it's all ending 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 with her hand. The Boy smh, but smiles