[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 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 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
WHITE GUY NURSE: Hello Mr.[EDIT]. How are you THE Like I'm about to get talked to by someone about- (gestures) All this
Nurse gives a "yep"
GUY NURSE: You're friends brought you in- THE BOY: not my friends WHITE GUY NURSE: I don't think they'd 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 can't them for shit WHITE GUY NURSE: Then why save THE Cause their lives are far easier with me around. It's survival GUY NURSE: I think you should talk to someone THE BOY: We're GUY NURSE: A professional THE BOY: 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
WHITE GUY NURSE: You THE I was trying to be GUY NURSE: No you weren't. Cause, guess what? It's not hard to do
Nurse
INT. WAITING - LATER THAT DAY The Boy out of the double doors. Steve, Swank, and Fam are sitting 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 wait or tell you later, man
The Boy makes a ["WHAT?" EMOJI]
SWANK (CONT'D): Man...your pops died, man. Got the
THE Okay
(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 from his hair leaving 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 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 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 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 of her pictures confirmed she was indeed pretty This girl loves Justin Bieber though. New Justin Bieber. The "fuck you" Bieber. She loves Justin 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 near it at the same time
INT. STRANGE OFFICE - The Boy is sitting at a desk, across from a 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 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. HOTEL ROOM - The Boy on the foot 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_: [CRYING LAUGH LOL. Don't worry. It's not like that wdym Hello_Pity_: [CRAZY TONGUE OUT see u soon
He puts his phone
EXT. STREETS - NIGHT There's a buzz going on. Very pretty people walk in hand on the street. There are people 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 blah roscoe's hahahaha! SUPER PRETTY GIRL: blah blah, blah 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 outside smoking, at least trying to. She can't seem to get the cigarette lit. It's
BOY: Hey Ah! It's you
She gives him a kiss on cheeks
ALYSSA (CONT'D): Fancy meeting you like this, THE BOY: I don't know what you
She puts out her cigarette. two big puffs
ALYSSA: go THE BOY: Didn't you want me to 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 a girl in the cold
THE BOY: What am I into? ALYSSA: Nothing. You're getting into
CUT TO: EXT. STREETS - CONTINUOUS The Boy and Alyssa walk slowly through the streets. It's very cold, so they're the only ones doing
ALYSSA: made you DM me? THE BOY: I don't anyone here ALYSSA: why are you here? THE BOY: My dad died. I have to him up ALYSSA: R O U G H. BOY: Doesn't 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
ALYSSA (CONT'D): I don't believe in talk. What's the longest relationship you've been in? THE BOY: Five ALYSSA: Wow. What BOY: I'm still in it Oh? THE She does private web shows. We're not together. But it's a relationship, for sure I don't get it THE BOY: I used to watch her online a while back. she quit and started doing private shows. Then it just started turning into talking. Mostly ALYSSA: THE Wha? 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 girl right now. You don't really have room to judge ALYSSA: I trust that I can never trust him. clear on that BOY: Then why have him at all? Because he's honest. And I like that. He doesn't lie to either of us. That's special to me
INT. HOTEL - NIGHT
The two are on the bed staring at the urn on the table
So that's your dad THE That's my dad. That's what's left of him ALYSSA: You guys THE No ALYSSA: You wanna about it BOY: No
BOY (CONT'D): I'm going to make a drink Alright
The Boy gets up and goes into the living room. While in there, Alyssa gets up, takes the urn, and walks out of the room. The Boy hears the door slam
BOY: Alyssa?
CUT TO:
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EXT. HOTEL - 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 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 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 not to blow up
ALYSSA (CONT'D): I had a sister. I did this she died THE BOY: Yes. That 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 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 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 turning his head so she can't see he says:
BOY (CONT'D, whisper): I'm sorry we're alone
He out the ashes. He's gone
How do you feel? Better? BOY: I feel...the same HEY!
Alyssa and The Boy turn around. It's Alyssa's
BOYFRIEND: What the fuck, ALYSSA: Oh, so you now you a fuck
She pushes him back as he takes swipes at The Boy. The Boy is annoyed. They're all yelling at each other
BOYFRIEND/THE BOY/ALYSSA: You're ass-hole!/ Relax, nothing happened/ Would you stop!
The boyfriend breaks free her
BOYFRIEND: Do you who the fuck I am?
Please don't. Please don't 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 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): the song and video THE I've never heard of it ALYSSA AND BOYFIREND: I thought you "were the internet"? THE 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, RIGHT THE NOW?! BOY: Relax BOYFRIEND: Two and twenty million views on Youtube. Two hundred and twenty million. That's most of the earth THE BOY: Not BOYFRIEND: An village wrote to me- BOY: The whole village did? BOYFRIEND: -and told me that my song taught them about foxes. They don't 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 girl. I don't want to be here. I am going home now
The Boy walks away. Alyssa and her boyfriend 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. Don't know if he's just or jet lagged from Sweden. Either way he's bumming everyone out
ANOTHER GIRL: My friend should be soon
The Boy doesn't say anything. Fam and the look on A girl up to the table. The Boy looks up. It's the girl from the party
Hi
The Boy doesn't say
ANOTHER GIRL: is Naomi. (then) Hello? FAM: dumb. You should 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 vegan. I think she's making us eat here NAOMI: I'm the vegan. I to eat here
THE I hate 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 BOY: did
Awkward.
ANOTHER GIRL: I'm so
Fam and The Boy stare at each other for a moment. Then laugh. Another Girl and do not
FAM (to The Boy): Your are dead, man THE My parents are dead yo
They slowly stop laughing. Naomi 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 will never remember and don't really care about Naomi and The Boy sit in the room
What did he do? BOY: I don't know NAOMI: How'd he all this? THE I don't know NAOMI: Then how can you 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 gonna drugs
LMAOs
NAOMI: THE Fam can hook me up. I've been watching him for a minute. He runs out of here already NAOMI: I think you need me to tell you you're an awful dealer THE BOY: How 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 They are, dumb-ass. You gotta know how people work. You're only good with people online
He slowly turns to her. "how does she that?"
NAOMI (CONT'D): I you up THE BOY: 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 my shit
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 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: cocky when you're high No. I'm talkative 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 goes cross-eyed. No response. She stops, then
NAOMI (CONT'D): You think 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 something that said more than likely we all do this all again. It's all a cycle THE BOY: I like that NAOMI: Yeah. (then) See? You're not such a boy
She LOLs and mushes his with her hand. The Boy smh, but smiles