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 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 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 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 feel

A comes in

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

Nurse gives a "yep"

       WHITE GUY You're friends brought you in-
      BOY: They're not my friends
       WHITE GUY NURSE: I don't think they'd you saying that
       THE BOY: Doesn't matter. 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 lives are far easier with me around. survival
       WHITE GUY NURSE: I think you talk to someone
      BOY: We're talking
       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 begins to up

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

Nurse

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

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

all just 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?" EMOJI]

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

      BOY: Okay

(hum of a jet engine...)

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

INT. JET - EVENING
The Boy lays his head the plane window, the oil from 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 very moment. When you lose 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 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 Sweden

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 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 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, 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 confirmed she was indeed pretty
This girl loves Justin Bieber though. New Justin Bieber. The "fuck you" Bieber. She 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 near it at the same time

INT. STRANGE - NIGHT
The Boy is sitting at a desk, across from a solemn man. An urn sits on the left of the desk
The man it over 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 know how these work

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

He The Boy a large brown paper bag

INT. HOTEL - 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
       Hello_Pity_: bar called box. u here?
       thegoldmolar:
       Hello_Pity_: u meet my boyfriend. he loves you

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

He his phone down

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 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". 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. Alyssa

      BOY: Hey
      Ah! It's you

She him a kiss on both cheeks

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

She puts out her cigarette. After two big

      Let's go
       THE Didn't you want 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 girl in the

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

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

       ALYSSA: What you DM me?
       THE BOY: I don't know anyone
       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 It's always "how'd he die?" Like if you know all the ways, you'll avoid it. Silly

She

      (CONT'D): I don't believe in small talk. What's the longest relationship you've been in?
      BOY: Five years
       ALYSSA: Wow. happened?
       THE 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. Then she quit and started doing private shows. Then it started turning into talking. Mostly
      Wooooaah
       THE BOY:
      You're paying her to be your 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 girl right now. You don't really have room to judge
       ALYSSA: I trust that I can never trust him. We're clear on
       THE BOY: Then why him at all?
       ALYSSA: Because he's honest. And I like that. He doesn't lie to either of us. That's to me

INT. ROOM - NIGHT

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

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

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

The Boy 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 slam

       THE BOY:

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*******[PLAY "URN" AT THIS POINT]*******

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 to the corner and meets her on the other side

       THE BOY: 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 ashes? I feel like what you're doing is against the law, but much like the fact he was cremated before I arrived, I know if it's illegal. I'm still pissed though
       ALYSSA: We're gonna do this

The Boy is pissed. trying not to blow up

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

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 like her. The Boy 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,
      Brain cancer. It was bad

       ALYSSA (CONT'D): So

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

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

The Boy

      (CONT'D): Alright-
      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 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. He's

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

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

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

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

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

The breaks free from her

       BOYFRIEND: Do you know who the I am?

      Please don't. Please don't do this
       THE BOY: Nah, man. I don't 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 What?

The starts making the noises a fox makes in the song

      That!
       ALYSSA (resigned, to The Boy): Like the song and
       THE BOY: never heard of it
       ALYSSA AND What/wha?
       ALYSSA: I 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, 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 village wrote to me-
       THE The whole village did?
       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 to be here. I am going home now

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

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INT. LA VEGAN RESTAURANT -
Fam, another girl, and The Boy sit in a booth at the restaurant. Fam and the 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 girl the party

      Hi

The Boy say anything

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

She sits

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

       THE BOY: I vegan
       NAOMI (saying it dumb): Duhh, "I 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 I'm so sorry

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

      (to The Boy): Your parents are dead, man
       THE My parents are dead 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 something they will never remember and don't really care about
and The Boy sit in the living room

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

LMAOs

       NAOMI:
       THE BOY: Fam can hook me up. I've been watching him for a minute. He 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 with anyone. How is anyone supposed to feel like they can trust you?
       THE BOY: Yeah, that's what 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 she know that?"

       NAOMI (CONT'D): I you up
       THE BOY: the party or just now
       NAOMI: Just now. I'm a too
       THE Oh really
       NAOMI: Yup. And I know I'm good 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. nigga 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: cocky when you're high
       NAOMI: No. I'm talkative when I'm high. I'm 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 ever think we're in hell? This is all hell. Living on earth and the only ones aware that it's all ending slowly

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

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