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 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 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 eyes heavy

A comes 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

Nurse gives a "yep"

       WHITE GUY NURSE: You're brought you in-
       THE They're not my friends
       WHITE GUY NURSE: I don't think they'd like you saying
      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 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
      BOY: We're talking
       WHITE GUY NURSE: A
       THE BOY: Why? You don't care. You're not 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
      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 BOY: I don't wanna talk. Let's just go be awkward and quiet together at Chipotle.

They all stare. Swank gets up slowly and walks over

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

The Boy makes a ["WHAT?" face

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

      BOY: Okay

(hum of a jet engine...)

SONG "ZEALOTS OF STOCKHOLM" AT THIS POINT]*******

INT. JET PLANE -
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 lose that, you basically lose 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 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 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 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 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 near it at the same time

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

       SOLEMN MAN: I'm sorry for your

Silence. Don't you to ask someone before you cremate 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 of his bed. He's DMing back and forth with "Hello_Pity_" whose real name is Alyssa

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

      sure
       Hello_Pity_: LAUGH EMOJI] LOL. Don't worry. It's not like that
       thegoldmolar:
      [CRAZY TONGUE OUT EMOJI] 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. has a purpose tonight. It's a great time
A couple by:

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

       THE Hey
       ALYSSA: Ah! you

She him a kiss on both cheeks

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

She puts out her cigarette. After two big

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

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

       THE BOY: am I getting 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 ones doing

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

She

       ALYSSA (CONT'D): I don't believe in small talk. What's the relationship you've been in?
       THE BOY: years
      Wow. What happened?
       THE I'm still in it
      Oh?
      BOY: She does private web shows. We're not together. But it's a relationship, for sure
      I don't get it
       THE BOY: I to watch her online a while back. Then she quit and started doing private shows. Then it just started turning into talking. Mostly
       ALYSSA:
      BOY: Wha?
       ALYSSA: You're paying her to be girlfriend or friend or whatever
       THE BOY: Yes. But most people are for friends one way or another
      No
       THE BOY: Your boyfriend is making out with another girl right now. You don't really have to judge
       ALYSSA: I that I can never 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. HOTEL - NIGHT

The two are on the bed staring 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
      You wanna talk about it
       THE 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, gets up, takes the urn, and walks out of the room. The Boy hears the door slam

       THE Alyssa?

CUT TO:

*******[PLAY SONG "URN" AT THIS

EXT. HOTEL -
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 runs to the corner and meets her on the side

      BOY: 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 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 I arrived, I don't know if it's illegal. I'm still pissed though
       ALYSSA: We're gonna do together

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

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

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 that it's dumb to ask since we're all headed that way anyway, but-
      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 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 walks 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. gone

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

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

      What 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 annoyed. They're all yelling at each other

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

The boyfriend free from her

       BOYFRIEND: Do you know who the I am?

       ALYSSA: Please don't. Please don't do
       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 What?

The boyfriend starts making the a fox makes in the song

      That!
       ALYSSA (resigned, to The Boy): the song and video
       THE BOY: I've never 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 missed it when it was popular
       BOYFRIEND: Uh, by "when it was popular" do you mean, uhhh, THE FUCK 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-
       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?

      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 argument in the cold as he disappears

CUT TO:
INT. LA VEGAN RESTAURANT -
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 GIRL: My should be here soon

The Boy say anything. Fam and the girl look 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: He's dumb. You should just sit and him

She sits

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

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

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

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

The Boy

       THE BOY: did

Awkward.

       ANOTHER GIRL: I'm so

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

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

slowly 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 really care about
and The Boy sit in the living room

       NAOMI: did he do?
       THE BOY: I know
       NAOMI: How'd he afford all
       THE BOY: I don't
       NAOMI: how can you afford all this? 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

Naomi

      Whaaaaaat
       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 everything feel awkward. You can't connect with anyone. How is anyone supposed to feel like they 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. You're only good with people

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

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

She the vape

       NAOMI (CONT'D): I this. (holds up her phone) Is that not my poem verbatim? I posted them together. This nigga just rapped this like it was his
       THE BOY (looking at her phone): Your first mistake is being a poet the year 1974, by the way
       NAOMI: That's how my shit is. I'm bringing the whole form back
       THE BOY: cocky when you're high
       NAOMI: No. I'm talkative I'm high. I'm cocky all the time, but I'm silent for most of it...like you

He looks up. She an eyebrow. He doesn't smile. She goes 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

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

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