Luyện nghe bài hát Because The Internet Screenplay - Part 4

[VISUAL "DEATH BY NUMBERS"]

*******[PLAY "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 ladies 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 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 dead laughs. Those laughs aren't what they stood for anymore. They've been reappropriated. Now 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 about to get talked to by someone (gestures) All this

gives a "yep" look

       WHITE GUY You're friends brought you in-
       THE They're not my friends
       WHITE GUY I don't think they'd like you saying that
       THE 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
      GUY NURSE: Then why save you?
       THE BOY: Cause their are far easier with me around. It's survival
       WHITE GUY NURSE: I you should talk to someone
       THE BOY: We're
       WHITE GUY A professional
       THE BOY: Why? You don't care. not gonna make sure I do. (then) Our lives aren't precious, man

Silence. The Nurse to clean up

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

Nurse

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

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

They all just stare. Swank up slowly and walks over

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

The Boy a ["WHAT?" EMOJI] face

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

       THE BOY:

(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 leaving grease smudges all over the window
His father died in Stockholm. A family member was needed. Didn't that they were each other's 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 search through his followers for someone from

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 anything at all, especially since her instagram was blocked, which is something he's learned not to trust at all
So he 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 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 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 solemn man. An urn sits on the side of the desk
The man slides it to The Boy

       SOLEMN MAN: I'm sorry for your

Silence. you have 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 The Boy a large brown paper bag

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

      where u at
       Hello_Pity_: bar called box. meet u
      yeah
       Hello_Pity_: u meet my boyfriend. he loves you

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

He his phone down

EXT. STOCKHOLM - NIGHT
There's a buzz going on. Very pretty people walk hand in hand on the street. 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, swedish 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 with no hat. There's steam coming off his
A girl is standing outside smoking, at least trying to. She can't seem to get the cigarette lit. It's

       THE Hey
      Ah! It's you

She gives him a kiss on cheeks

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

She out her cigarette. After two big puffs

      Let's 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 a girl in the cold

       THE BOY: What am I getting
       ALYSSA: Nothing. getting into nothing

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

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

She

       ALYSSA (CONT'D): I don't in small talk. What's the longest relationship you've been in?
      BOY: Five years
       ALYSSA: Wow. happened?
       THE BOY: I'm in it
      Oh?
       THE BOY: She does private web shows. We're not together. But a relationship, for sure
       ALYSSA: I get it
       THE BOY: I used to watch her online a back. Then she quit and started doing private shows. Then it just started turning into talking. Mostly
      Wooooaah
       THE Wha?
       ALYSSA: paying 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 another girl right now. You don't really room to judge
       ALYSSA: I trust that I can never trust him. clear on that
       THE BOY: Then why have him at
       ALYSSA: Because honest. And I like that. He doesn't lie to either of us. That's special to me

INT. HOTEL ROOM -

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

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

       THE BOY (CONT'D): I'm going to make a
      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 hears the door

       THE Alyssa?

CUT TO:

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

EXT. - NIGHT
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

       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 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 gonna do together

The Boy is pissed. trying not to blow up

       ALYSSA (CONT'D): I had a sister. I did this when she
       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 that looks exactly her. The Boy takes the phone

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

      (CONT'D): So crazy

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

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

       THE BOY (CONT'D, whisper): I'm sorry 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. Alyssa's boyfriend

       BOYFRIEND: What the fuck,
      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 each

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

The breaks free from her

       BOYFRIEND: Do you who the fuck I am?

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

The boyfriend starts making the noises a fox makes in the

      That!
       ALYSSA (resigned, to The Boy): Like the and video
      BOY: I've never heard of it
      AND BOYFIREND: 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
       BOYFRIEND: Two hundred and twenty million views on Youtube. Two and twenty million. That's most of the earth
       THE BOY: Not
       BOYFRIEND: An village wrote to me-
       THE BOY: The whole village
       BOYFRIEND: -and told me that my song 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 I do not wanna fuck your girl. I don't want to be here. I am going home now

The Boy walks away. 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. Don't know if he's just bored or jet lagged from Sweden. Either way he's bumming 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. the girl from the party

      Hi

The Boy doesn't say

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

She down

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

       THE BOY: I vegan
      (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 your parents died

The Boy

       THE They did

Awkward.

       ANOTHER GIRL: I'm so

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

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

They slowly stop laughing. thinks 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 they will remember and don't really care about
Naomi and The Boy sit in the living

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

      Whaaaaaat
       THE BOY: Fam can hook me up. 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
       THE BOY: How would you know?
       NAOMI: You make feel awkward. You can't connect with anyone. How is anyone supposed to feel like they can trust you?
       THE BOY: Yeah, 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 to her. "how does she know 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 the vape

       NAOMI (CONT'D): I tweeted this. (holds up her phone) Is that not my poem verbatim? I posted them together. This just 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 my shit is. I'm bringing the whole form back
       THE BOY: You're cocky you're high
       NAOMI: No. I'm talkative when I'm high. I'm cocky all the time, but I'm 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 think we're in hell? This is all hell. Living on earth and being the only ones that it's all ending slowly

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

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