The Adventures of Jo and Bo
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THE ADVENTURES OF JOE AND BO IN: INTERNET DATING
INT. JOEY'S LIVING ROOM - EVENING
The scene is Joey's living room. The lamps lightly light the
lightly lit room. The room is very lightly lit. Like just one
lamp is lighting the room. But maybe it only is one lamp? Oh,
who am i screwing with. Let's just get to the fucking story.
OKAY! Let's start over.
A lamp sits next to the computer desk. On the desk is a
computer. Which is why it's called a computer desk.
Obviously? Ugh. I can't write.
ONE more time.
JOEY (18) sits by the desk. A computer is sitting on it and
Joe is typing away. He is very skinny and is wearing a Lynyrd
Skynyrd shirt and long blue jeans. His eyes are so big it
seems as they could just fall out of his head.
BO (18) sits behind him, on the couch. He is drinking Bud Ice
and watching South Park.
JOEY
Dude this fucking dude just like...
Messaged me saying his girl said I
was cute. What should I do?
BO
Fuckin' tell him to screw off. His
girl has the right to say whatever
she wants.
JOEY
Dude what if he makes his
girlfriend like hate me?
BO
How is he gonna make her hate you?
She said you're cute. Right?
JOEY
I am pretty cute, ain't I?
Joey smiles revealing his large yellow teeth. Bo rolls his
eyes and takes a sip of his beer.
BO
Whatever you say dude.
JOEY
I should like... tell him to meet
me somewhere. So i can kick his
ass. I can fight. I'm a good
fighter. I can kick anyone's ass.
BO
Who's the last person you fought.
JOEY
Chad.
BO
Yeah, the fucking retarded kid on
the fucking retarded baseball team.
JOEY
Hey, you're going to hell man. You
just called a retarded kid
retarded.
Bo stares at Joey for a second. He then shakes his head.
BO
Whatever dude...
He takes another sip of his beer.
JOEY
I'm telling him to meet... Oh shit!
She fucking aimed me. What should i
do?
BO
What did she say?
JOEY
Hey cutie.
BO
Haha. You got yourself an internet
girlfriend man.
JOEY
No i don't.
Joey blushes.
BO
Yeah... You do. Is she hot?
JOEY
(snaps back)
She's fucking smoking! I'd hit that
in a heartbeat.
BO
Your disrespect for woman is all
gonna pay one day man.
JOEY
Fuck no it won't. It's not my fault
I like sex.
BO
And it's also not your fault that
you're a hole jumper...?
JOEY
Alright dude. You're pissing me
off!
Bo shakes his head.
BO
Have you responded to her yet?
JOEY
Oh shit.
Joey looks down at the keyboard. He starts poking at it.
JOEY
H-e-y. Bea-u-ti-ful. Haha. I said
hey beautiful.
BO
Oh you're so fuckin' smooth.
Joey smiles.
BO
Yeah i am, ain't I?
Bo laughs.
BO
Get a fucking life.
He drinks the last of his beer and throws it across the room.
It breaks against the wall where dozens of other broken
bottles lay.
JOEY
What the fuck?
BO
What?
JOEY
She fucking blocked... Fuck.
BO
What is it?
Joey looks up. A webcam sits there.
JOEY
Forgot to turn the webcam off.
BO
Fucking douche.
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