[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 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 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 at home
...my feel heavy
A nurse in
WHITE GUY Hello Mr.[EDIT]. How are you feeling? THE BOY: Like I'm about to get to by someone about- (gestures) All this
gives a "yep" look
WHITE GUY NURSE: You're brought you in- BOY: 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 mutual benefit to our relationship, but I can't trust for shit WHITE GUY NURSE: Then why save 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 NURSE: A THE BOY: Why? You don't care. You're not gonna sure I do. (then) Our lives aren't precious, man
Silence. The Nurse begins to up
GUY NURSE: You done? THE BOY: I was to be WHITE GUY NURSE: No you weren't. Cause, what? It's not hard to do
leaves
INT. WAITING - LATER THAT DAY The Boy walks out of the double doors. Steve, Swank, and Fam are sitting there. They up wearily
THE BOY: I don't wanna talk. Let's just go be awkward and quiet at Chipotle. Alright?
They all just stare. Swank gets up slowly and over
SWANK: Man...we didn't know if we should or tell you later, man
The Boy makes a ["WHAT?" face
SWANK (CONT'D): Man...your pops died, man. Got the
THE Okay
(hum of a jet engine...)
*******[PLAY "ZEALOTS OF STOCKHOLM" AT THIS POINT]*******
INT. JET PLANE - 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 this very moment. When you lose that, you lose most of your memories, at least the accuracy of your own memories He wanted to be The Boy didn't really know 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 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 anything at all, especially since her instagram was blocked, 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 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 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 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 before you cremate their father? I know how these things work
SOLEMN MAN (CONT'D): These were found him
He gives The Boy a large brown 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
where u at bar called box. meet u here? yeah u should meet my boyfriend. he loves you
sure Hello_Pity_: [CRYING LAUGH EMOJI] LOL. Don't worry. not like that thegoldmolar: Hello_Pity_: [CRAZY OUT EMOJI] see u soon
He puts his phone
EXT. STOCKHOLM - NIGHT There's a going on. Very pretty people walk hand 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 walk by:
SUPER HANDSOME GUY: Swedish blah blah blah wetsuit hahahaha! SUPER PRETTY GIRL: blah blah, swedish blah blah wetsuit!
The Boy walks up to a pink, glowing, but very discreet sign that says "box". There's a big bald guy standing with no hat. There's steam coming off his head A girl is standing outside smoking, at least to. She can't seem to get the cigarette lit. It's Alyssa
THE Hey ALYSSA: Ah! you
She gives him a kiss on cheeks
ALYSSA (CONT'D): Fancy meeting you like this, 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 your boyfriend? ALYSSA: That guy?
She points to a corner of the building, a few steps from the front. A guy with blonde hair (her boyfriend?)is making out with a girl in the cold
BOY: What am I getting into? ALYSSA: Nothing. You're into nothing
CUT TO: EXT. STREETS - CONTINUOUS The Boy and Alyssa walk slowly through the streets. It's cold, so they're the only ones doing that
ALYSSA: What you DM me? THE BOY: I know anyone here Then why are you here? THE BOY: My dad died. I to pick him up R O U G H. How? BOY: Doesn't matter at this point ALYSSA: I know right? It's always "how'd he die?" Like if you know all the ways, you'll it. Silly
She
ALYSSA (CONT'D): I don't in small talk. What's the longest relationship you've been in? THE BOY: Five ALYSSA: Wow. What 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 used to watch her online a while back. Then she quit and started doing private shows. Then it just started turning talking. Mostly ALYSSA: THE Wha? ALYSSA: You're her to be your girlfriend or friend or whatever THE BOY: Yes. But 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 have room to judge I trust that I can never trust him. We're clear on that THE BOY: why have him at all? ALYSSA: he's honest. And I like that. He doesn't lie to either of us. That's special to me
INT. ROOM - NIGHT
The two are sitting on the bed at the urn on the table
ALYSSA: So that's dad THE BOY: That's my dad. That's left of him You guys close? BOY: 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 into the living room. While he's in there, Alyssa up, takes the urn, and walks out of the room. The Boy hears the door slam
THE BOY:
CUT TO:
*******[PLAY SONG "URN" AT POINT]*******
EXT. HOTEL - The Boy runs out of the 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
THE BOY: 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 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 don't know if it's illegal. I'm still pissed though ALYSSA: gonna do this together
The Boy is pissed. He's trying not to up
(CONT'D): I had a sister. I did this when 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 Alyssa and a girl looks exactly like her. The Boy takes the phone
BOY (CONT'D): Twins Yes THE BOY: I know we agreed 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 over and takes the urn and just holds it for a moment. 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 we're alone
He pours out the ashes. He's
ALYSSA: How do you feel? THE BOY: I feel...the HEY!
Alyssa and The Boy around. It's Alyssa's boyfriend
BOYFRIEND: the fuck, bro? ALYSSA: Oh, so you now you give a
She pushes him back as he takes swipes at The Boy. The Boy is mildly annoyed. They're all yelling at each
BOYFRIEND/THE You're dead ass-hole!/ Relax, nothing happened/ Would you stop!
The boyfriend breaks from her
BOYFRIEND: Do you who the fuck I am?
ALYSSA: Please don't. Please 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. my shit. I'm the nigga dressed like a fox. That's all me BOY: What?
The boyfriend making the noises a fox makes in the song
That! (resigned, to The Boy): Like the song and video THE BOY: I've heard of it ALYSSA AND What/wha? I thought you "were the internet"? THE BOY: That's a tagline. No one is the actual internet. I just must've missed it when it was BOYFRIEND: Uh, by "when it was popular" do you mean, uhhh, RIGHT THE NOW?! BOY: Relax BOYFRIEND: Two hundred and twenty million views on Youtube. Two hundred and twenty million. most of the earth THE Not true BOYFRIEND: An African wrote to me- BOY: The whole village did? -and told me that my song taught 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 BOY: I do not wanna fuck your girl. I don't want to be here. I am going now
The Boy away. Alyssa and her boyfriend start a boring argument in the cold as he disappears
CUT TO: INT. LA VEGAN - NIGHT 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 just bored or jet lagged from Sweden. Either way he's bumming everyone out
ANOTHER GIRL: My 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
ANOTHER This is Naomi. (then) Hello? FAM: He's dumb. You just sit and ignore him
She sits
NAOMI: You're the guy almost hit my arm THE Yes You guys order? BOY: No. I hate vegan. I think she's making us eat here NAOMI: I'm the vegan. I to eat here
THE I hate vegan (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
THE BOY: did
Awkward.
GIRL: I'm so sorry
Fam and The Boy stare at each other for a moment. Then laugh. Girl and Naomi do not
FAM (to The Boy): Your are dead, man THE BOY: My parents are yo
They stop laughing. Naomi 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 never remember and don't really care about and The Boy sit in the living room
What did he do? THE BOY: I don't NAOMI: How'd he all this? THE BOY: I know NAOMI: Then how can you afford all this? He leave you a THE BOY: Creditors were after him. I don't know if he had anything left. I'm not concerned. (serious) I'm gonna sell
Naomi
NAOMI: THE BOY: Fam can hook me up. I've been 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 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 with people online
He slowly to her. "how does she know that?"
(CONT'D): I looked you up THE After the party or just now NAOMI: now. I'm a writer too THE Oh really NAOMI: Yup. And I know I'm good cause 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 nigga just rapped like it was his THE BOY (looking at her phone): Your first mistake is being a past the year 1974, by the way NAOMI: That's how good my shit is. I'm bringing the whole back THE BOY: You're when you're high NAOMI: No. I'm when 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 think we're in hell? This is all hell. Living on earth and being the only ones aware that it's all ending slowly
BOY: No NAOMI: I read something that said more than we all just 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