My Facebook Movie“A Look Back: Cameron Higby-Naquin’s Nine Years of Facebook”, a screenplay, excerpt.
INT. ASTROPHYSICS LAB. AFTER MIDNIGHT. CAMERON, bumbling student, is procrastinating writing his thesis by playing Nethack. He is typing furiously. In the same room, the cool student MAXIMILIAN is relaxing on the couch, wearing sunglasses and a pretty wicked scarf and tapping absentmindedly on a Blackberry. CAMERON Dang, died again! Curse these killer bees! I need their wax to stop up my ears to get past the banshee... MAXIMILIAN Dude, your gaming is mega-unchill. You should get on The Facebook, stat. CAMERON Facebook? More like Hitler-book. Sounds like something for people who are not me. MAXIMILIAN Mega. Un. Chill. He takes a cigarette out of a slot in his Blackberry and smokes it. CUT TO: INT. CAFETERIA. THE NEXT MORNING. Cameron with his breakfast on a tray walks up to a table full of rowdily talking, attractive and intelligent college students. There is one empty seat. CAMERON Mind if I sit down? ATTRACTIVE AND INTELLIGENT STUDENT No, that's Marianna's seat. She told us to save her one on The Facebook. CAMERON Facebook . . . CUT TO: INT. ASTROPHYSICS LAB. EVENING. 1 MONTH LATER. Cameron, wearing a "Conan the Barbarian" t-shirt, sits at a computer showing the Facebook sign-up screen. CAMERON Man, this sucks. I feel like I'm creating an account at the Mall. He is about to close the tab, when two GIRLS walk by the open lab door. GIRL #1 Looking at people's favorite movies on the Facebook is the coolest. GIRL #2 Totally. I'm mega-stalking everyone who likes the same ones that I do. They vanish down the hall. CAMERON Stalking, you say? Cameron starts filling out the sign up screen.