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 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 joke about teenage sex or someone saying "don't go there". Looking for their mouths, 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 eyes heavy

A nurse in

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

gives a "yep" look

       WHITE GUY NURSE: You're brought you in-
       THE They're not my friends
      GUY NURSE: 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 benefit to our relationship, but I can't trust them for shit
       WHITE GUY NURSE: Then why save
       THE Cause their lives are far easier with me around. It's survival
       WHITE GUY NURSE: I think you should to someone
       THE We're talking
       WHITE GUY A professional
       THE BOY: Why? You don't care. You're not gonna 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
      GUY NURSE: No you weren't. Cause, guess what? It's not hard to do

leaves

INT. WAITING ROOM - 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 talk. Let's just go be awkward and quiet together at Chipotle. Alright?

They all stare. Swank gets up slowly and walks over

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

The Boy makes a ["WHAT?" EMOJI]

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

      BOY: Okay

(hum of a jet engine...)

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

INT. JET PLANE -
The Boy lays his head against the plane window, the oil from his hair leaving grease smudges all over the
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 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 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 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 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 close to sincere love, but nowhere 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 it over to The Boy

       SOLEMN MAN: I'm for your loss

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

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

He gives The Boy a large paper bag

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

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

      sure
       Hello_Pity_: LAUGH EMOJI] LOL. Don't worry. It's not like that
      wdym
      [CRAZY 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 saying things, giving opinions, feeling interesting. Everyone has a purpose tonight. It's a great time
A couple by:

       SUPER HANDSOME GUY: Swedish blah blah roscoe's wetsuit hahahaha!
      PRETTY GIRL: blah blah, swedish blah 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 no hat. There's steam coming off his head
A girl is standing outside smoking, at least trying to. She can't to get the cigarette lit. It's Alyssa

       THE Hey
      Ah! It's you

She gives him a kiss on both

      (CONT'D): Fancy meeting you like this, huh?
       THE BOY: I know what you mean

She out her cigarette. After two big puffs

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

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

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

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

       ALYSSA: What you DM me?
       THE BOY: I don't anyone here
       ALYSSA: why are you here?
       THE BOY: My dad died. I to pick him up
       ALYSSA: R O U G H.
      BOY: Doesn't matter at this point
       ALYSSA: I know right? It's "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. What's the longest relationship you've in?
       THE BOY: years
       ALYSSA: Wow. happened?
       THE I'm still in it
      Oh?
       THE BOY: She does private web shows. We're not together. But 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. 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 people are paying for friends one way or another
      No
       THE Your boyfriend is making out with another girl right now. You don't really have room to judge
       ALYSSA: I trust that I can trust him. We're clear on that
       THE BOY: Then why have him at
       ALYSSA: Because he's honest. And I like that. He doesn't lie to either of us. special to me

INT. HOTEL ROOM -

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

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

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

The Boy gets up and goes 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

       THE BOY:

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

EXT. - NIGHT
The Boy out of the front 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

      BOY: What's going on
      Let's 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 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: 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 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 way anyway, but-
       ALYSSA: cancer. It was bad

      (CONT'D): So crazy

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

       ALYSSA (CONT'D): You want to say

The Boy

       ALYSSA (CONT'D):
      BOY: 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 kinda hugs it. Laying his head on it, but turning his so she can't see what he says:

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

He out the ashes. He's gone

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

Alyssa and The Boy turn around. It's boyfriend

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

She pushes him 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 ass-hole!/ Relax, nothing happened/ Would you stop!

The breaks free from her

      Do you know who the fuck I am?

       ALYSSA: Please don't. Please 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 nigga dressed like a fox. all me
      BOY: What?

The boyfriend starts making the a fox makes in the song

      That!
       ALYSSA (resigned, to The Boy): Like the and video
       THE BOY: I've 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 must've missed it when it was popular
       BOYFRIEND: Uh, by "when it was popular" do you mean, uhhh, RIGHT THE NOW?!
       THE BOY:
       BOYFRIEND: Two hundred and twenty million views on Youtube. Two hundred and twenty million. That's most of the
      BOY: Not true
      An African village wrote to me-
       THE BOY: The whole village
       BOYFRIEND: -and told me that my song taught them 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 don't want to be here. I am home now

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

CUT TO:
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 friend should be here

The Boy say anything. Fam and the girl 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 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
       THE No. I hate vegan. I think she's making us eat here
      I'm the vegan. I asked to eat here

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

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

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

The Boy

      BOY: They did

Awkward.

       ANOTHER GIRL: I'm so

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

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

They slowly stop laughing. 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
and The Boy sit in the living room

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

LMAOs

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

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

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

She the vape

       NAOMI (CONT'D): I tweeted this. (holds up her phone) Is not my poem verbatim? I posted them together. This nigga just rapped this like it was his
      BOY (looking at her phone): Your first mistake is being a poet past 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 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 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 than likely we all just do this all again. It's all a cycle
       THE BOY: I like theory
       NAOMI: Yeah. (then) See? You're not such a boy

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