Beach Rats Page #2

Synopsis: An aimless teenager on the outer edges of Brooklyn struggles to escape his bleak home life and navigate questions of self-identity, as he balances his time between his delinquent friends, a potential new girlfriend, and older men he meets online.
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Eliza Hittman
Production: NEON
  7 wins & 14 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.4
Metacritic:
78
Rotten Tomatoes:
85%
R
Year:
2017
98 min
$457,847
Website
1,373 Views


- With who?

- [TELEPHONE RINGS]

You're gonna meet her.

That'd be nice.

[CLICK, BEEP]

MAN:
You've reached 941-6352.

MAN:
Yo, you work here?

Obviously you know I work here unless

you shop at women's clothing stores.

I'm kidding.

I just wanted to say thank you.

- For what?

- For coming.

- It was nothing.

- It wasn't nothing.

- How's your family?

- Coping.

Listen, can I take you out to say thank you?

- You don't have to do that.

- Come on.

- When?

- This weekend.

Give me.

MAN:
Don't matter how you cut your hair.

- You're not getting no p*ssy.

- [LAUGHS]

You guys watching this?

Who's been getting more p*ssy this summer?

- Me.

- MAN 2:
He's kept...

- He's crushing it, Frankie.

- Yeah.

You guys been playing handball?

Yeah. Oh, man, they suck.

I just abuse them every time.

MAN 3:
We suck?

- Sh*t.

- Yo, you about to look like a handball.

- What's the occasion?

- I got a date.

Oh, yeah? What's her deal?

You know, at first I thought

she was pretty basic.

Maybe I was wrong. I don't know.

WOMAN:
Oh, you got a haircut.

Oh, you don't like it?

Good thing it's not permanent.

- Come on.

- Where we headed?

Oh, a couple blocks from here.

Oh, I thought we were going into the city.

Why would we go all the way into the city

when there are plenty

of good places around here?

- Okay.

- Come on.

Hey.

- I let you win.

- [LAUGHS] Shut up.

That's true. I didn't want to be rude.

- Oh, really?

- Wipe the floor with you.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

Do you think that girl over there is hot?

WOMAN:
She's fine.

Why, you wanna f*** her?

Me? No. No.

Have you ever made out with a girl before?

Why are you asking?

FRANKIE:
Have you?

Sure, lots of times. What's the big deal?

- No, I'm cool with it.

- There's no "it,"

it's just hot when two girls make out.

I'm not arguing.

Okay.

You think it's hot when two guys make out?

No, it's not hot, it's just gay.

What do you mean?

Two girls can make out and it's hot,

but when two guys make out, it's gay.

- You wanna check your email?

- No.

Then why you looking at my computer?

I'm not the kind of girl that's

gonna look through your stuff.

Hold on, I'm gonna pee.

Uh, this is Simone.

Mom, look.

It's nice to meet you.

Uh, can I get you some coffee?

SIMONE:
Yeah, thanks.

How old were you when you got that done?

I did it myself when I was 15.

Mom, look at it.

I see. Don't be rude.

- Can I get one?

- No.

But it got infected.

- GIRL:
Please?

- FRANKIE:
No.

So, uh, where did you two meet?

[CHUCKLES]

On the boardwalk under the fireworks.

Romantic.

I guess you could say there were sparks.

[CHUCKLES]

WOMAN:

Joe and I met there for the first time.

- SIMONE:
Really?

- Actually I saw him

on the subway going out there,

but he tracked me down, and he asked me out.

SIMONE:
Aw. You take after your old man.

- Bye.

- Bye.

I like this. A lot.

Yeah, me too.

Don't f*** it up.

That would've won a comp, bro.

- MAN:
Yo.

- Yo.

- Where you going?

- I got plans.

- He's whipped.

- Maybe. See you later.

Yo, hold up, we're coming with you, man.

- ALEXEI:
Yeah, for real.

- Nah, f*** off.

Yo, f*** off.

[BOTH MUMBLING]

[LIGHTER CLICKING]

[KNOCKING]

Hey.

Hey.

You wanna take a walk on the beach?

Are you a cop?

No.

You have to tell me if you're a cop.

It's the law.

That's not the law.

Prove to me you're not a cop.

Get in.

[MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO]

[BLINKER CLICKING]

MAN:
You smoke?

Yeah.

[LIGHTER CLICKS]

[CHUCKLES]

Let me see your hand.

Why?

I can tell a lot by looking at your hand.

Like what?

You already know the size of my dick.

You read palms?

[CHUCKLES]

I can tell if you're really gay

by looking at your hand.

I have a girlfriend.

Then let me see your hand.

Are you afraid to find out?

In gay men, the pointer finger

is almost always longer than the ring finger.

And in straight men, the ring finger

is almost always longer

than the pointer finger.

That sounds like some bullshit to me.

Look.

Your pointer finger is longer,

and so is mine.

I'm not buying it.

[CHUCKLES]

[LAUGHS]

[WHISTLING]

Hello?

Mom?

I didn't know you have a little brother.

I don't.

- MAN:
Whose room is this?

- Mine.

Uh, I stashed this here for

a rainy day when I was, like, 12.

One stale joint?

Wow. Great.

Let's go.

[GIRL LAUGHS]

[BOTH CHATTERING]

What is he doing here?

I thought you were at the beach.

- I was.

- Tell him to go home.

No. What are they doing in there?

- It's none of your business.

- Are you high?

No. Get that guy out of here.

F*** off! Stop it.

- Yo, get his clothes.

- BOY:
What the f***?

- Get off of me!

- Let's see how small his dick is, huh?

- Yeah, take his clothes.

- GIRL:
Let go of him!

Get off of me!

These belong to you?

Yeah, yeah, I'm, uh,

I'm buying them back, though.

- You wanna pawn it?

- Yeah.

- I'll give you $200.

- $200?

Yeah, $200. Take it or leave it.

All right.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[ALEXEI SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[BOTH SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

- What do you want?

- Vodka Red Bull.

Excuse me, can we order some drinks?

Hello?

What would you like?

Uh, two vodka Red Bulls.

- On the house.

- Thank you.

Pretty girls drink for free.

No, I got this. How much?

Why argue? It's on the house.

- Because I got it.

- I know, but it's free.

It's on the house.

Did you, uh, make friends with the bartender?

No, it's a mistake.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

# One, two, three, blow #

[CHOKING]

You okay?

Don't follow me.

Let me look at you.

[DOOR SLAMS]

I'm freezing.

Are you on drugs?

Right now? Yeah.

I'm fine.

What drugs are you on?

Good ones. The best.

Do you need help?

No, I feel so f***ing good right now.

I just wish I felt this way all the time.

You can't live here and act this way.

- Yes, I can.

- No, you can't.

Why can't you just let me be?

[FOOTSTEPS DESCENDING]

Hey, I just wanted to check

on that stuff I brought in.

Here, just to let you know

I'm coming back for it.

You got 60 days.

Sixty days?

Fifty-nine left.

Hey.

I can't talk now.

Please, let's just talk. It's important.

- I have a job and stuff.

- Please.

I don't think we should see each other.

Why not?

It's kind of like this.

You're a fixer-upper.

What does that mean?

It means you need a lot of work.

So, you don't wanna see me anymore?

I need newly renovated.

Okay.

- I'm sorry.

- I don't care.

Excuse me, can you refill this?

There is no refills.

What do you mean? There's two left on there.

It does not work.

All right, there has to be a mistake.

There's definitely two refills left on there.

No mistake. I cannot do anything.

You need to check the insurance.

- Okay, thank you.

- Sorry.

Hello.

- Yo.

- How's it going?

Bored as f***.

Me too.

What are you doing later?

Nothing.

Uh, you smoke?

I have really good weed.

It's from Colorado.

Okay.

Where are you?

Uh, Z and 21st.

- There's an Avenue Z?

- Yeah.

It's like the other side of the galaxy.

Yeah.

But like...

will you make it worth my while?

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Eliza Hittman

Eliza Hittman is a screenwriter, producer, and director born and based in New York City. more…

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