FROM THE BLACK WE HEAR--
FADE IN:
MARK ZUCKERBERG is a sweet looking 19 year old whose lack of any physically intimidating attributes masks a very complicated and dangerous anger. He has trouble making eye contact and sometimes it’s hard to tell if he’s talking to you or to himself.
ERICA, also 19, is Mark’s date. She has a girl-next-door face that makes her easy to fall for. At this point in the conversation she already knows that she’d rather not be there and her politeness is about to be tested.
The scene is stark and simple.
MARK is visibly hit by that...
ERICA stares at him...
ERICA takes MARK’s hand and looks at him tenderly...
And with that stinger, ERICA walks off we slowly push in on MARK. A fuse has just been lit.
As MARK busts out of the bar and into the population of Harvard Square.
As MARK continues on, he passes a group of people heading in the opposite direction for a party.
As MARK’s steady and determined stride continues, he’ll pass by all kinds of (seemingly) happy, well-adjusted, socially adept people.
The pulsing intro of a song crashes in that will take us through the following sequence
TITLE:
Harvard University Fall 2003
As the MUSIC CONTINUES and MARK busts into the lobby of his dorm. He doesn’t look at anyone as he heads up the stairs and we
A bedroom that’s part of a three-bedroom suite. The MUSIC CONTINUES as MARK walks in, flicks his lap-top on without looking at it and walks out of frame as we follow MARK to his mini-frigde where he pulls out a Beck’s beer.
MARK’s fingers dance easily on the keyboard--like a Juilliard pianist warming up. The website he’s just called up gets loaded onto the screen.
This is the only place he’s comfortable.
TITLE:
8:13 PM
He begins blogging.
He takes a good gulp of his drink. We see the words we’re hearing filling up his computer screen--
TITLE:
9:48 PM
MARK takes out a keyboard for his desktop computer takes a drink from his beer.
BILLY OLSON walks into the room carrying a six pack. He sits on the bed behind MARK and opens one for himself.
MARK has moved his mouse to an icon on his desktop labeled “Kirkland Facebook”. He clicks and opens it. A menu of photos appear. He blogs again.
It resembles the kind of bus that would take you to the rental car place but on board are two-dozen COLLEGE GIRLS who are dressed for a party. Last minute make-up touch-ups are being done and a joint is being passed.
TITLE:
10:17 PM
A bouncer--a townie in a tuxedo and a headset--is manning the velvet rope that guards the thick, wooden, red double-doors that lead to, believe it or not, one of the most exclusive clubs in the world.
Four college girls are already waiting in line but that number’s about to grow as the bus pulls up and opens its doors.
There are two more kids in the room with MARK--DUSTIN MOSKOVITZ and CHRIS HUGHES.
On the computer screen, we’ve been seeing him download picture after picture of Harvard girls.
THREE COEDS are talking to the BOUNCER. The BOUNCER looks up at TWO HANDSOME CLUB MEMBERS. The MEMBERS give him the nod and the FIVE COEDS are let past the velvet rope.
They’re led up a half flight of red-carpeted stairs to a party that’s about a half-hour away from being in full swing.
The CLUB PRESIDENT is addressing the GUESTS from the top of the stairs--
MARK finishes another drink and gets back to his work.
TITLE:
1:03 AM
Flying by at super-speed on MARK’s computer screen have been commands and images that the rest of us can’t possibly understand.
The best and the brightest are checking out the hottest and the easiest.
We see a shot of uniformed FEMALE BARTENDERS making a couple of drinks with top-shelf bottles, a DJ working the highest end equipment and 20 year old guys, some of whom look 15, in blazers, khakis and club ties.
It’s on. Body shots. A couple making out in the corner. A matchbox gets slid open by perfectly manicured fingers that take out a few white pills. Two girls are dancing with each other and move into a kiss.
MARK’s voiceovers are starting to overlap and cascade into each other--
MARK’S DORM ROOM - NIGHT
Instructions and images fly across MARK’s screen--
EDUARDO SAVERIN, a sweet-looking Brazilian sophomore wearing a three-piece suit is rushing up the stairs two at a time.
TITLE:
2:08 AM
EDUARDO gets to the top of the stairs and hurries into--
EDUARDO is writing an equation with a grease marker on the window. When the equation’s done it looks like this:
Girl A:
Ea = 1
1 + 10(Rb - Ra) / 400
Girl B:
Eb = 1
1 + 10(Ra -Rb) / 400
The two girls who we just saw get let in are now dancing on a table in their underwear.
MARK makes a few last key strokes and a new website comes up on the screen.
FACEMASH
MARK makes a few more keystrokes and two pictures of two Harvard girls come up on the screen.
After a moment...
MARK clicks the girl on the left and another picture takes the place of the girl on the right.
MARK clicks the girl on the right while another picture takes the place of the girl on the left.
MARK’s made the link to e-mail and hits send.
We move to a room where there’s a co-ed poker game underway with the girls smoking cigars. A bra and a couple of pairs of stockings are out on the table. As we move through the poker room, we see a computer behind one of the players. The computer is indicating that there’s e-mail.
A PLAYER turns around and opens the e-mail as the poker game and the party go on behind him.
He hits a link and FACEMASH opens. He looks at it, then--
TWO MALE STUDENTS at a laptop.
THREE MALE STUDENTS AT A COMPUTER
A bunch of STUDENTS around a computer.
Dozens of partiers are around the computer.
A bunch of students around the computer--
A FEW STUDENTS gathered at a computer--
Another computer--
This time just a single student in his pajamas as he looks at two pictures of girls side by side.
And another single student voting and
We should instantly know that this dorm room is different. It’s more modern and with less character and history than the others.
In the background a GIRL is at her computer and in the foreground ERICA is sitting in bed taking notes from a textbook.
ERICA’S ROOMMATE He blogged about you.
ERICA looks at her for a moment, then gets up to look at her roommates computer--
ERICA’S ROOMMATE (CONT’D) You don’t want to read it.
ERICA ignores her roommate. We see her mortification as she reads, and at that moment THREE GUYS appear in her open doorway. They’re baked and smiling and one of them is holding a bra.
ERICA looks over at the guys--
ERICA’S ROOMMATE Get the hell out of here!
The three guys go on their drunken way as we SLOWLY PUSH IN on ERICA who’s frozen in her humiliation and then
As sets of photos go flying by on his computer screen.
MARK is staring at the chaos of activity he’s created in the middle of the night.
MARK ignores him as we pre-lap a PHONE RINGING and
A man named COX is asleep next to his wife. It’s his phone that’s RINGING. COX wakes up and answers it--
INTERCUT WITH:
A tired GRAD STUDENT who spends the night monitoring the campus computer system is looking at his computer.
COX hangs up the phone.
COX’S WIFE What’s going on?
Pictures are flying by on Mark’s computer when suddenly they freeze.
Then an icon comes up telling him he’s no longer connected to the internet.
Everyone is frozen silent for a moment...
DUSTIN, CHRIS and EDUARDO head out of the room. MARK waits as the guys start coming back in the room.
And we stay on MARK a moment before we
It’s three years later and MARK is sitting with his LAWYERS at a large conference table. MARK is wearing a hoodie, sweatpants and Adidas flip-flops--a personal uniform that we’ll come to understand. And while it may take us a while to notice it, MARK’s a different person in these flash-forward scenes. Still tortured and complicated, but comfortable now with his own power.
His lawyer is SY, who’s accompanied by some junior associates, one of whom--a pleasant, pretty and professional young contemporary of Mark’s named MARYLIN, we’ll get to know.
On the other side are EDUARDO and his lawyer, GRETCHEN, also accompanied by some associates. A STENOGRAPHER is typing the record.
The room is glass on two sides and through the windows we can see the behemoths of Silicon Valley--Oracle, SunMicrosystems, Google, etc.
GRETCHEN is taking MARK’s deposition.
People are stretching and getting coffee and talking quietly. MARK stays in his seat.
MARYLIN, the attractive second year associate who’s on Mark’s legal team is still sitting too...about four seats down from Mark.
The Harvard Crew is practicing on two-man sculls. There are three boats that are running roughly even with each other and the two-man crews are rowing with all they’ve got. We’re gliding along with them in the water--
And we PULL BACK TO REVEAL that there’s a fourth boat which is already five boat lengths ahead of the other three.
The fourth boat is being crewed by CAMERON and TYLER WINKLEVOSS--identical twins who stepped out of an ad for Abercrombie & Fitch.
They know that the others aren’t in their class and even though they’re highly competitive athletes, they don’t like showing anyone up, least of all their teammates.
And the WINKLEVOSS twins kick into full gear and open up an even wider lead as we
The room’s a couple of hundred years old and magnificent. Long, heavy mahogany tables are dotted with club members having breakfast. A PORTER in a white jacket is setting copies of The Crimson, Harvard’s student newspaper, at the table occupied by CAMERON and TYLER whose trays are loaded with mountains of eggs and pancakes and carbs.
DIVYA NARENDRA, a nice looking Indian student, sits down next to them holding a copy of the Crimson.
TYLER picks up a copy of theCrimson and begins reading while his brother and DIVYA keep talking.
It’s MARK and his LAWYERS again but this time on the other side of the table are TYLER and CAMERON, DIVYA and their lawyer, GAGE, whose family had first-class seats on the Mayflower.
We’ll be back and forth between the two deposition rooms a lot.
MARK stands before a panel of ADMINISTRATORS as well as COX, the systems manager who was woken up in the opening sequence.
MARK stands to address the Board.
MARK takes his seat.
As the heavy wooden door from the hearing slams shut behind MARK. EDUARDO is waiting for him.
They walk out onto--
MARK is in his Operating Systems class. This is considered the hardest class at Harvard and MARK is one of the 50 students with their laptops open as the professor takes them through an impossibly difficult lesson.
A GIRL scribbles something on a piece of paper. Then hands it to the student next to her and nods that it should be passed over to MARK. While that’s happening--
MARK opens the note. It reads “U dick”.
He looks over and sees a couple of GIRLS looking at him with contempt.
MARK closes his laptop, gets up and starts to head out of the hall.
MARK walks out of the lecture hall and we
As MARK comes out and heads onto the quad--
CAMERON and TYLER have been waiting by the entrance.
As MARK is escorted by CAMERON and TYLER toward the club.
The most exclusive of all the final clubs. DIVYA is sitting in the main living room with a textbook open as the heavy wooden door opens and the three of them come into the bike room.
CAMERON disappears for a moment.
MARK is stealing a glance around the room.
MARK is looking at the framed black and white group pictures on the wall of old Porcellian classes. He sees a bra hanging over a lamp.
CAMERON comes back in with a sandwich wrapped in cellophane. MARK opens it on his lap and eats it uncomfortably.
MARK gives a short shrug that says both “I don’t know” and “Fuck you” at the same time.
The WINKLEVOSSES and DIVYA with GAGE.
EDUARDO with GRETCHEN.
The hall has been converted into “Alpha Epsilon Pi Caribbean Night, 2003” and the party is about as lame as it sounds. What’s important is that this couldn’t be less like the final club party we saw at the beginning if they were playing Pin the Tail on the Donkey.
Some potted palm trees have been brought in along with a steel drum set. The man playing the steel drum set has a yarmulke bobby pinned to his thinning hair. A table with a punch bowl and assorted cookies is nearby.
EDUARDO, in baggy cargo shorts and a Hawaiian shirt buttoned up to the top, is standing with a few similarly dressed friends, including DUSTIN MOSKOVITZ and CHRIS HUGHES, in the sparsely populated room. On the other side of the room are a few girls--all Asian. One of the girls is wearing a bikini over her clothes. A television monitor has been set up with a DVD running of Niagara Falls.
They see MARK come in and look around. EDUARDO waves him over...
MARK sees EDUARDO and waves him over to where he is. He wants to talk privately.
EDUARDO joins MARK in the back of the room and they take up a spot next to a bay window that’s covered on the outside with ice.
It seems like MARK’s just made a small decision in his head.
MARK and EDUARDO come outside and are immediately met by the freezing cold air.
EDUARDO’s walking away and calls back to MARK--
We stay on MARK for a moment longer, his wheels turning, before we
EDUARDO’s in different clothes and being questioned by GAGE.
MARK kind of nods a little to himself.
It should be noted that these depositions have an extra element of discomfort as everything is being said within a few feet of the people being talked about.
MUSIC kicks in that will tie this next section together as we
Two printouts of web pages are taped to a white board-- ”Friendster” and “MySpace”. Under the two pages, MARK draws a third page and titles it “NewCo”.
The whiteboard is filled with diagrams now--login page, profile page, create account...We move over to see MARK at his computer. He opens the Emacs program and then Firefox, hits a few keys and the diagram on the whiteboard comes to life on his computer as we
CAMERON and TYLER are looking blankly at MARK who’s giving them a casual “I’m not scared of you” look and we
The MUSIC CONTINUES as EDUARDO and other prospective new members, all wearing tuxedos, are lined up in four rows.
The boy at the front of each row has a bottle of Jack Daniels and drinks as long as they can before passing the bottle, relay style, to the boy in back of him as a few seniors look on. EDUARDO gets handed the bottle and starts in as we
It’s an Art History class and as we run past the rows of STUDENTS we see that they all have the same painting up on their laptops as the PROFESSOR gives his lecture. When we get to MARK’s laptop we see that he’s writing code and we
CAMERON, TYLER and DIVYA are reading the e-mail.
EDUARDO’s at his desk on the phone when an envelope that says “Phoenix” is slipped under his door. He turns and looks to see it...
Every available wall space is covered with a diagram or a printout. EDUARDO comes in with the envelope.
The MUSIC CONTINUES--
CAMERON and TYLER give each other a look--”Is this guy flaking out?”
DIVYA’s reading off his blackberry to TYLER and CAMERON--
The MUSIC CONTINUES--
It’s snowing and cold as hell. EDUARDO’s now with a smaller group of prospective members, most of whom are in their underwear with a couple of them wearing pants. They’re all blue and shivering. They’re gathered around a statue of John Harvard as a senior announces--
And as another kid simply falls to his hands and knees and throws up, we
A website called Network Solutions is up on Mark’s screen. He hits a couple of keys and waits intently.
Then the computer shows him what he wanted to see--
www.theFacebook.com--DOMAIN NAME REGISTERED
CAMERON’s looking at his e-mail.
DIVYA’s still staring at MARK, who just smiles a little as he looks down.
MARK is working at a station. We can see through the windows that it’s a frigid, snowy February day in Cambridge but MARK’s in his hoodie and cargo shorts nonetheless. It looks like he hasn’t slept in days. On his monitor we can see that he’s working on the profile page for theFacebook.
DUSTIN MOSKOVITZ steps up to him quietly.
MARK turns his head and looks at him...
MARK just keeps looking at him--barely even blinking--”Why am I being interrupted?”
And MARK stops short right there. Because in his head, he’s just discovered the cure for cancer.
As MARK, with his backpack stuffed, comes flying out of the building and into the snow, barely keeping his balance on the ice and we
The heavy door bursts open and MARK comes busting through. He makes his way with speed and intent up a flight of stairs.
Then another.
And then another until he gets to his floor. He sprints down his hall toward his dorm room and barely notices EDUARDO leaning against the door.
MARK is searching the pockets of his shorts for his keys.
MARK opens the door and they go into his suite--
MARK’s in his own world as he sits at the computer and calls up theFacebook. The home page fills the screen.
The CAMERA surveys the screen as MARK slips through some functions to show EDUARDO and we see things that are now familiar--A photo, sex, a profile, a list of attributes, a poke application, etc.
MARK’s called up a the Emacs program and quickly writes out several lines of code...
MARK goes back to the profile page. There’s a new area to be filled in...
MARK hits another couple of keystrokes and the website’s masthead comes up.
EDUARDO takes out his laptop--
MARK opens up an e-mail and is writing a short message, then includes a link to the site--
He hits “Send”.
MARK is staring at the computer...
MARK doesn’t hear him. We just see MARK’s head from the back and it’s ever so slightly bobbing back and forth...
THE KROKODILOES, Harvard’s oldest male a Capella group, are singing at the front of the hall in their usual uniform of white tie and tails for a packed crowd of students and parents.
Incongruously, but with surprisingly nice results, the group is covering a song from All-4-One--”I Swear”--and the pub full of students is loving it.
We find a table in the back where DIVYA is sitting with his girlfriend and some of their friends who are having a nice time. Divya’s girlfriend, K.C., has her laptop open.
She clicks on the link--
DIVYA takes K.C.’s hand and turns his focus back to the singers but only for just a second because whatever was on the screen gets his attention in a hurry.
He swivels the laptop toward himself--
He starts quickly scrolling and reading it and we PUSH IN on his face as the blood starts draining away...
DIVYA shuts the laptop, grabs it off the table--
Puts it back--
People are starting to turn and see what the commotion is about as the singing continues.
DIVYA starts to bolt out of the pub. His foot gets caught on a chair leg and he falls hard face-first to the floor.
He starts out again, then comes back for his coat, grabs it, starts out and falls down all over again.
Finally he’s got it together and flies out of the pub and we
DIVYA’s running across the Charles in the freezing February air and we
CAMERON and TYLER are rowing in a large practice tank--a simulator with a hull, oars and rowable water.
They’re focused and charging away in perfect sync when the door at the end of the century-old boathouse opens and DIVYA charges in from the cold with his laptop and a copy of the Crimson in his hands.
The twins are in the zone and don’t pay any attention.
TYLER stops rowing and then CAMERON. They look at DIVYA...
They’re in gear. CAMERON’s taken a quick shower but didn’t dry off. He’s in sweatpants with a towel over his shoulder, talking on the phone with his father and holding theCrimson. DIVYA’s on his cell looking for MARK and TYLER, still in his practice clothes, has his desktop computer open to theFacebook and is studying it.
CAMERON hangs up.
CAMERON wants to answer the question but doesn’t...
DIVYA
Mark was the biggest thing on a campus that included 19 Nobel Laureates, 15 Pulitzer Prize winners, two future Olympians and a movie star.
The lamps in Harvard Yard light the snow falling.
There’s a lower-level and a balcony and both are full.
MARK and EDUARDO are sitting in the second to last row of the balcony.
We’ll hear the SPEAKER but we’ll only get to see him in a slightly blurry image as our attention is on MARK and EDUARDO.
He gets an appreciative LAUGH from the STUDENTS.
We HEAR a little muffled giggling coming from the row behind MARK and EDUARDO. MARK is too into the speech to notice but the giggling registers as a slight annoyance on EDUARDO’s face.
EDUARDO hears the giggling again and turns around.
In the row behind them and a few seats over are two beautiful Asian students--ALICE and CHRISTY. They’re a little overly made-up for a lecture. CHRISTY, the one sitting closest to EDUARDO, is wearing a short skirt with a white shirt open one button too far down the front and we can see a hint of the red bra she’s wearing underneath.
She leans forward and whispers to EDUARDO--
EDUARDO smiles a little...this has just never happened--
EDUARDO can’t help noticing--just because it’s in his line of sight--that down the row from the girls, someone else is pointing at them and whispering to a friend.
Then back to the girls--
EDUARDO turns back to the speaker, who MARK hasn’t taken his eyes off of--
As the CROWD from the lecture spills out onto the snowy quad. EDUARDO--always in his suit--is buttoning up his overcoat as he walks and MARK zips up his hoodie.
A group of guys hustle up to MARK and EDUARDO--
As MARK and EDUARDO walk on, we leave STUART, VIKRAM and BOB in the background--with STUART and VIKRAM admonishing BOB with--
STUART/VIKRAM (to BOB) Are you a moron?/Are you medically stupid?/You can’t recognize Bill Gates when he’s standing in front of you for an hour?/Mark Zuckerberg now thinks we got into Harvard on a dimwit scholarship./I’m gonna get a Glock .39 and I’m going to kill you./I’m actually going to kill you/etc.
As the door opens and MARK and EDUARDO come into the overheated warmth of the room.
EDUARDO has seen something on the top of MARK’s mantle...
EDUARDO holds up a letter that’s on a lawyer’s stationary.
EDUARDO’s speed reading the letter.
MARK looks at EDUARDO--
DIVYA/TYLER (NOT CAMERON) Bullshit./Not to us.
GAGE just looks casually at MARK. MARK doesn’t meet his gaze, or the looks from DIVYA, TYLER and CAMERON...
Everyone gets up and we
It’s a nice men’s room--mahogony stalls--in a nice club in Cambridge. We HEAR the thumping of the house music coming from the club.
And then one of the wooden stall doors flies open and EDUARDO is shoved in, followed by CHRISTY, who did the shoving. She’s all over him as she presses him back against the divider.
EDUARDO’s hands are sliding under CHRISTY’S white shirt and finding the red bra when they hear a noise.
Someone’s gone into the next stall.
CHRISTY keeps him pinned against the divider as she reaches down and unbuckles his belt.
And then he hears another noise from the stall next door. A thump against the divider. CHRISTY’s got his fly unzipped.
EDUARDO looks down at the space between the stalls. He sees a pair of Adidas flip-flops.
Then the sound of moaning. Before EDUARDO has time to say anything, CHRISTY pulls her shirt open, revealing the red bra, and puts her hand down his pants as we
MARK and EDUARDO are standing guard outside the door. They’re silent but very happy.
A guy comes along to use the men’s room.
The guy goes off.
EDUARDO taps MARK...
MARK can’t help a smile. Then he sees something...
MARK makes his way through the crowd toward a round booth. A girl is sitting there and even though her back is to MARK he can recognize her. She’s with a girlfriend and three guys.
When he makes it to the booth he says--
ERICA, from the opening scene, turns her head and looks up to see MARK. She’s looking sexy for her Friday night on the town and the three guys she’s with are studs. A few more friends of theirs are standing around at the edges of the booth.
MARK is aware of everyone else around the booth...
MARK glances at the table of Erica’s friends--
It was an honest mistake on ERICA’s part but a kidney punch to MARK.
MARK turns and goes and sees that EDUARDO has been standing and watching from a distance with CHRISTY.
And MARK heads out the door.
EDUARDO watches MARK and then looks back at the girls...
The door closes behind DUSTIN MOSKOVITZ and CHRIS HUGHES. MARK and EDUARDO are waiting and CHRISTY and ALICE are sitting on the couch. Everyone’s got a beer.
Once the door is closed--
MARK is sitting alone in the now empty room. There’s a computer on a table in the corner and MARK makes a few keystrokes and then reads the screen.
MARYLIN, the young lawyer we met early on, comes in with a plastic salad container in her hand and sits at the far end of the table from MARK, who doesn’t acknowledge her.
MARK nods...
MARK nods...
MARK nods...
TYLER and CAMERON are both studying when DIVYA busts in.
TYLER goes to the bookshelf and pulls down a manual.
A pretty 20 year-old co-ed, AMY, pulls a curtain open and the darkened room immediately fills with un-welcomed sunlight. AMY’s wearing nothing but a Stanford sweatshirt as a skinny 22 year-old guy who’s lying on her futon wakes up. There’s other evidence on the walls that we’re at Stanford University. There are also pieces of AMY’s clothing strewn about.
The young man on the futon is SEAN PARKER.
AMY heads into the bathroom but leaves the door a little ajar.
SEAN steps over to AMY’s pink laptop and hits a key to wake it out of sleep mode.
The shower starts running in the bathroom.
The laptop springs to life and is open to something SEAN’s never seen before--a Facebook page.
He sees AMY’s picture and a short profile: Her major at Stanford, courses she’s taking, books she likes, clubs she’s a member of...
She can’t hear him in the shower.
SEAN explores around a little more. He knows his way around a computer. He sees her “friends”. Friend after friend after friend.
He gets up and goes to the bathroom door--
SEAN tries to wait but can’t--
AMY grabs a towel and jumps out of the shower--
CAMERON and TYLER, in dark suits, are waiting to see the president of Harvard.
The President’s office is in one of the two oldest university buildings in the country, and the SECRETARY sitting at the desk is even older. You get the sense that she thinks Harvard would be a better place if it weren’t for all these students.
She hangs up the phone.
She points to a door and CAMERON and TYLER get up, quickly straighten themselves, and walk into
LARRY SUMMERS, a large man, is on the phone at his desk in his well-appointed office. A fire crackles in the sitting area and a 40-ish African-American woman, ANNE, in a pants suit is nearby going over some papers.
SUMMERS waves the boys in--
SUMMERS motions for them to sit and they do. They take in some of the photographs around the room--SUMMERS with BILL CLINTON, etc.
SUMMERS hangs up the phone--
SUMMERS reaches to the top of a pile of papers and pulls a ten- page letter off the top.
There’s silence while SUMMERS appears to read over the letter...
CAMERON points to a row of Harvard Student Handbooks on the bookshelf behind SUMMERS.
SUMMERS can’t help an agonized sigh--
SUMMERS gives a quick nod--that’s what he thought.
As CAMERON and TYLER exit, TYLER closes the door a little too hard and the brass doorknob comes off in his hand. He drops it on the SECRETARY’S desk as he exits--
EDUARDO, in a three-piece suit, is pitching the EXECUTIVE. MARK, in his hoodie and flip-flops, is completely detached and staring at the floor.
66 is a hip and trendy restaurant in Tribeca. The young crowd is drinking cocktails of all different colors and wearing Prada. We FIND EDUARDO in a three-piece suit and MARK in his hoodie and flip-flops, along with EDUARDO’s now-girlfriend, CHRISTY, sitting at a table with an empty seat waiting.
MARK says nothing...
SEAN PARKER has stepped into the restaurant and is saying hello to the hostess while hugging a waitress.
SEAN stops at a table to shake hands with a guy in a suit and kiss his girlfriend. It’s sort of an incongruous sight--this 22 year old kid who’s able to work a room like Sinatra. Who the hell is this?
SEAN makes his way over to MARK’s table--
The CAMERA is moving around the table as SEAN--in and out of MOS--is telling story after story while food is brought, drinks put down, more food brought and more drinks put down. MARK is enthralled, CHRISTY is sexy and EDUARDO is polite.
SEAN’s signing the check.
And SEAN heads out, patting backs and kissing waitresses along the way.
After a moment...
MARK’s talking about theCrimson article in his hand. EDUARDO is standing next to a crate that’s holding--wait for it--a live chicken.
DUSTIN is sitting at the desktop computer staring at something intently.
At the end of the table, MARYLIN tries but fails to stifle a small laugh.
EDUARDO looks down the table...MARYLIN does her best to look serious.
EDUARDO’s referring to a laptop that’s open and displaying images of four paintings.
DUSTIN hits “refresh” on the desk-top computer. Then smiles...
EDUARDO steps through double doors and stops for a moment as he HEARS an odd sound--RAUCOUS CHEERING from a CROWD that’s gathered in one of the classrooms.
EDUARDO walks down to the classroom, opens the door and walks into--
--where 60 or so STUDENTS are in a semi-circle, five and six deep, cheering on the contestants for the internship.
All the desks in the room have been moved to the sides and five desks with laptops set up in the middle. Next to each laptop is a shot glass filled with Jack Daniels.
DUSTIN’s holding a watch and MARK is walking slowly back and forth behind the five “interviewees” who are intensely typing at their keyboards.
EDUARDO slowly makes his way through the crowd to MARK. He can see that on the computer screens are a whole lot of numbers and letters that neither he nor we can understand.
He stands next to MARK and watches this for a moment. Every once in a while, one of the contestants will throw back their shot of Jack Daniels which will instantly get re-filled by a PRETTY ASIAN GIRL. Throughout all this the CHEERING CONTINUES.
All five candidates drain their shot glasses and slam them down where they get re-filled by the pretty Asian girl.
EDUARDO hands MARK a thick envelope--
MARK looks at EDUARDO...
Suddenly two of the candidates hands shoot up almost at the same time--
INTERN [ERIC] Here!
INTERN [IAN] Right here!
MARK glances over at the first screen, then the second...
The place ERUPTS. The pretty ASIAN GIRL hits an mp3 player that’s been hooked up to speakers and a Dr. Dre song blares out--”California, it’s time to party...”
The two winners are hugging each other and getting wild congratulations from the crowd.
MARK looks back at EDUARDO and smiles...EDUARDO gives him a pat on the back and we
MARK’s scratching something out on a pad...
MARK motions “yes”...
We’re outside of this small, campus-area house as LOUD MUSIC plays. A zip line is tied from the chimney and runs down over a small swimming pool where it’s attached to a telephone pole on the other side.
MARK is standing in the pool and video taping as DUSTIN, who’s on the roof, grabs the handle, takes off and jumps into the pool to everyone’s cheers.
We HEAR the GUYS joke about the quality of the jump.
The handle gets pulled back on a rope, an INTERN grabs it, jumps--
--and the brick chimney comes crashing down.
The INTERN drops into patio furniture as bricks from the chimney come cascading down.
No one moves--
INTERN [ERIC] I’m okay.
And at that moment a stray brick drops from the roof and crashes through a glass patio table.
From inside the DOORBELL RINGS--
INTERN [IAN] That’s gonna cut into the security deposit.
MARK walks into--
The place is computer geek paradise. Computers are everywhere, along with some of the empty boxes they came in. Pizza boxes, Chinese food containers, empty beer bottles and white boards filled with indecipherable code fill the room. There are a couple of large mattresses on the floor and a large map of the U.S. with pins and tags showing the schools where they’ve already put Facebook and different pins showing the schools they’re going for.
As MARK walks to the door, he walks past ANDREW, who’s sitting at a computer, writing code and completely oblivious to everything around him.
MARK gets to the door and opens it.
He’s stunned to see SEAN PARKER standing there with his girlfriend, SHARON.
They all look at each other for a moment--
SEAN’s looking around the place. DUSTIN and the INTERNS are standing off to the side, happy to be in the presence of Sean Parker. ANDREW’s still locked into his computer. MARK’s off in the kitchen.
A beer comes flying out of the kitchen and SEAN catches it.
Another beer comes flying out which SHARON had no idea was coming and so it smashes into the fireplace.
And another bottle comes flying out that SHARON isn’t ready for and it crashes to the floor.
ANDREW pays no attention as MARK comes out of the kitchen--
MARK shakes his head, “No.”
An ultra-hip San Francisco nightclub. It’s a hundred-year old theater that’s been converted into a 21st Century hot spot for Silicon Valley’s rock stars. The lower level is a giant dance floor packed with sweating 20-somethings bouncing to pounding house music. There are raised blocks where scantily dressed professional dancers perform non-stop. A huge lighting grid hangs from the ceiling shooting colored lights and lasers everywhere. Also hanging from the ceiling are two trapeze bars with two performers swinging and contorting.
The staircase leads up to the 2nd level which is all VIP tables that look out over the dance floor. Each VIP area has a couple of couches and a table covered in bottles of vodka, tequila, rum, mixers, ice, glasses and a private waitress who’s happy to bend over and pour a drink for you.
And that’s where we catch up with MARK and SEAN. Sitting next to SEAN is a BEAUTIFUL WOMAN and there’s another standing behind him and leaning against the couch.
MARK and SEAN have to speak up above the music.
BEAUTIFUL WOMAN #1 (BRIANNA) The homeless rock star of Palo Alto.
MARK has been subtly checking out the club and not paying attention.
SEAN smiles...
BEAUTIFUL WOMAN #2 (KELSEY) I’ll go with you.
The two girls exit--
SEAN takes a sip of his drink...
The girls comes back--
MARK takes this in a moment before we
We’re looking at a stone bridge crossing a perfectly straight stretch of water against the backdrop of the medieval town of Henley, England--founded in 1179.
And after a moment of placid quiet--
--BOOSH!
Two razor thin skulls explode for the final, agonizing hundred- meter stretch of the ancient and prestigious Henley Royal Regatta.
The two boats are neck and neck. The port-side boat is being crewed by the two Dutch members of the Hollandia Roeiclub. The starboard boat is being crewed by a pair of identical twins wearing tank tops bearing the “H” of Harvard.
We HEAR the ROAR come up from the CROWD in the viewing section. The crowd is dressed as if for opening day at Ascot-- the women in flowing dresses and wide-brimmed hats, the men in blazers and brightly colored floral ties.
But the young men in the boats can barely hear the crowd. Just their own breathing as they pull against the longest natural straight stretch of water in the world--a mile and a half torture test against the best competition they’ve ever faced.
And they’re neck and neck. CAMERON and TYLER can’t shake the Dutch.
The CROWD is going crazy. Mixed in with the British crowd is a small contingent waving the flag of Holland and a slightly larger contingent of Americans.
We’ll notice a stoic man in a VIP viewing section and later we’ll be introduced to him as Cameron and Tyler’s father. Next to him is their mother, who can barely watch.
Back on the boats it’s just the breathing as the skulls slice through the water like jet-powered knives. 50 meters now and there’s still no daylight between them.
25 meters and the Dutch and American fans are going crazy-- even the British aristocracy can’t help but get caught up in the closest race in the history of the competition. The FATHER is silently willing his boys one more fraction of boat speed-- the MOTHER has her hands over her mouth in praying position.
POP!
--the finish gun is fired into the air, the oars come out of the water and the bodies of the crewmen slump over.
CAMERON turns his head to the cheering crowd to see the Dutch group holding a giant flag and jumping up and down. The Americans bring their giant flag down and fold it up.
The two DUTCH CREW MEMBERS pump their fists in the air and hug as the two boats skim along to a gentle stop.
The MOTHER drops her head and looks down. The FATHER refuses to look away.
From CAMERON and TYLER, just the breathing.
CAMERON and TYLER are watching as the Dutch team is having their picture taken with their newly-won trophy in the press room. TYLER doesn’t want to watch anymore and steps into--
Where an AIDE greets him--
CAMERON comes along.
CAMERON is thinking about starting a war with Monaco right now so he lets his brother do the talking.
CAMERON and TYLER step over to DIVYA who’s waiting near the bar--
That was an unusual outburst from CAMERON...
MR. WINKLEVOSS has made his way over--
Another man comes along, MR. KENWRIGHT.
Everyone is frozen...
The men leave and CAMERON, TYLER and DIVYA are alone. CAMERON looks at them for a moment...
CAMERON looks at his brother and DIVYA...
CAMERON takes a few steps away as TYLER and DIVYA drop their heads in surrender but then CAMERON turns right back--
DIVYA grabs CAMERON and hugs him.
There’s a thunderstorm going on outside and rain is beating hard against the windows. DUSTIN, ANDREW and the INTERNS are hard at work writing code. Green Day is pumping from the speakers.
SEAN is pacing the house on a cordless phone while two YOUNG WOMEN--dressed to go out for a party--are at the moment each on a free computer playing each other in a game of Counter- Strike. Basically they’re shooting at each other and missing and laughing their heads off.
It wouldn’t appear as if the house has been cleaned since the last time we saw it and in fact there are signs of more wreckage as well as futons, pillows and blankets on the floor.
There’s also a 12-foot bong that reaches the middle landing of the staircase.
GIRL #1 We don’t know, we’re just shooting at each other.
The DOORBELL RINGS but no one pays attention--
GIRL #1 Like we know what that is.
Now there’s a KNOCKING at the door and we
Rain is soaking down on EDUARDO as he stands at the front door with a suitcase in his hand. A taxi is turning around in the driveway and heading off. EDUARDO knocks on the front door again as we
SEAN leans over one of the girls, casually hits a few keys and easily kills several of the other girl’s soldiers.
GIRL #1 Yes!
GIRL #2 Hey!
GIRL #1 Bong hit!
She has to take one as a penalty.
SEAN goes back to the phone conversation as he heads to the door--
SEAN opens the door and the soaking wet EDUARDO is standing there...
EDUARDO walks into the house and surveys the wreckage--
GIRL #2 The more bad I get at this, the more wasted I get. I meant the more--
MARK comes down the stairs--
GIRL #2 I’m so high.
EDUARDO’s followed MARK into--
EDUARDO looks at MARK for a long moment before we
EDUARDO comes through the doors with single-minded intent, heads past the tellers and straight to a desk where he takes a bankbook out of his pocket and slaps it on the desk.
80 stories of polished granite.
We’re in the offices of a guy who’s hero is Gordon Gekko. MARK and SEAN are waiting--seated side by side--for a verdict. SEAN’s wearing his best Prada, MARK’s wearing his hoodie and Adidas flip-flops.
After a moment an ASSISTANT comes out...
The office door opens and PETER THIEL sticks his head out--
They get up and walk into--
Several of Thiel’s lieutenant’s are sitting around.
A summer sub-let. A studio apartment the size of a small tool shed.
EDUARDO is asleep on top of the covers in the un-air conditioned apartment when he wakes up to the sound of a key in the door.
One lock un-locks, then another--
--and then the last.
The door opens and CHRISTY is framed by the dingy light of the hallway.
EDUARDO’s cell phone RINGS--
EDUARDO reaches for his cell but CHRISTY grabs it first to check the ID.
CHRISTY tosses the still ringing phone back to him--
EDUARDO’s gotten the gift box out of his half un-packed suitcase, tossed it to CHRISTY and finally answered the phone.
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In the background there’s a small celebration going on with SEAN, DUSTIN, the INTERNS and of course some GIRLS. Champagne is being sprayed from shaken bottles and the girls are dancing to triumphant music.
What EDUARDO can’t see behind his back is that CHRISTY has taken the gift box and lit it on fire with a cigarette lighter.
And CHRISTY’s now dropped the flaming cardboard box into the wastebasket where the fire grows larger. She casually kicks the basket over with her foot.
EDUARDO hits a button on his cell and tosses it down. We’ll keep hearing MARK’s voice as EDUARDO runs out into the hallway, grabs a fire extinguisher from its wall bracket, comes back in and sprays out the fire.
EDUARDO--with the fire now out--picks up the phone.
EDUARDO clicks the phone shut. After a moment...
And EDUARDO jumps because CHRISTY was standing behind him--
A glass conference room in the corner of a glass bullpen on a high floor of a high rise.
Cartons are being unpacked, computers are everywhere along with bags of potato chips and boxes of cereal.
In the conference room, EDUARDO is sitting with three LAWYERS at a round, glass table and documents have been put out in front of him.
We can see through the glass that MARK is working at a computer nearby. SEAN is also hovering in the background.
LAWYER #2 You should know that Mark’s already taken his percentage from 60 down to 51.
It’s dusk now and the sky outside the room is turning purple. EDUARDO seems lost in thought.
EDUARDO looks up.
A brand new black Escalade pulls up in front of a gleaming glass and chrome office building. SEAN is at the wheel and MARK, in the passenger seat, is wearing brightly colored pajamas with his hair a mess.
They get out of the car and huddle on the sidewalk.
And it’s clear that we’re in the offices of a new, high-tech, very successful internet company. The Facebook logo in blue metallic letters on the wall, the maple desks, new computer monitors, carpeting, a wall covered in graffiti by an artist commissioned for the job and tons of young employees.
We see that most of the employees, especially the women, are dressed to go to an after-work, late-night party.
EDUARDO turns to see the LAWYER he dealt with earlier standing by the door to a glass conference room.
EDUARDO walks across the bullpen, where no one makes eye contact, and into--
As EDUARDO reads, we rack focus to MARK, who’s sitting at a computer with his back to EDUARDO, focused on his work.
And then we see SEAN step into the frame and lean against a desk a few yards away.
And then back to EDUARDO, who’s almost shaking...
EDUARDO goes back out into--
MARK doesn’t look up from his computer--
MARK still doesn’t look up--
EDUARDO picks up MARK’s laptop over his head and smashes it down on the desk, breaking it into pieces.
Everyone in the office is frozen, silent and watching.
EDUARDO is momentarily frozen...
Two SECURITY GUARDS have come in--
SEAN hands EDUARDO a folded check.
EDUARDO looks at SEAN...then suddenly and quickly cocks his fist back to punch him in the face. SEAN flinches as EDUARDO holds his punch and lets out a small laugh.
EDUARDO exits with the security escort.
There’s a long silence in the room...
A young employee hits a remote and a few keys on his computer and a huge flat-screen displays a Facebook page with a read- out of the number of members.
999,942
There’s scattered applause and excitement as everyone watches.
SEAN takes MARK aside.
An intern, ASHLEIGH, comes along with a small package--
ASHLEIGH puts the small package on Mark’s desk.
MACKEY hits the “refresh” key and the big screen shows--
1,000,046
CHEERS erupts throughout the place. SEAN grabs MARK and hugs him but MARK doesn’t quite hug back...
We can hear the thumping music coming from the party inside and college kids have spilled out onto the front lawn of this pristine, four-columned house.
It’s dark but we can make out people dancing. The place is packed.
We hear the thumping music from the party. SEAN’s in there with a couple of guys, ASHLEIGH and two other girls. SEAN’s got his cell phone out and will snap a picture every once in a while.
SORORITY GIRL #2 You can do it off me.
The girl’s sat on the bed and unbuttoned her top. Her shirt’s unbuttoned all the way but we can’t really see anything--just the part of her chest that’s being used as a surface off of which to snort coke.
The GIRL taps out some coke from a vial onto the other girl’s chest and starts passing around a rolled up 20-dollar bill for everyone to have a turn and she herself will unbutton her shirt too for the same purpose. All this while SEAN is talking.
SORORITY GIRL #2 Would this be easier without the bra?
The girls start happily slipping off their bras--
ASHLEIGH has a point. The music stopped in the middle of SEAN’s speech and the sound outside from the party just doesn’t sound like a party anymore.
SEAN stops talking...he senses it too now.
SEAN walks out of the room to the--
And out the window he sees a fleet of police cars with their lights flashing parked in front of the house. Then before he can react, the front door flies open--
POLICE with flashlights walk in--the beams of light streaking across the darkened party floor and the faces.
We HEAR muffled murmurs from the cops of “party’s over” and “step to the side” and “nobody’s leaving just yet”, etc.
SEAN bolts back into--
--leaving the door open.
And they all spring into action. The girls are putting their bras back on, SEAN is wiping down a night table with the palm of his hand to get the coke dust off.
They turn to see TWO POLICEMEN standing in the doorway, their flashlights scanning the room and hitting SEAN’s eyes.
One of the policemen casually takes SEAN’s hand and sees that his palm looks like he just used it to erase a blackboard.
And the handcuffs start to come out and we’ve got a room of terrified children.
We start to move in on SEAN...
POLICEMAN #2 (to the GIRLS) How old are you?
SEAN closes his eyes at hearing this news as we HEAR the sound of the cuffs lock around his wrists and we
A digital LED clock on the wall tells us it’s 4:40AM.
MARK is sitting at his computer alone. No one else is in the office. The San Francisco skyline is beautiful outside the floor-to-ceiling glass.
His cell phone RINGS and he answers.
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SEAN, freezing with no coat on, is sitting on the bottom of the steps to the police station.
We see MARK listening on his end but can’t hear SEAN’s end of the conversation.
We’re back on MARK’s side. He listens...listens...
Back on SEAN’s side--
MARK clicks the phone shut. He sits there a moment.
He looks at the small package that Ashleigh dropped on his desk earlier. He opens up the brown paper wrapping and there’s a box.
He opens the box--a thousand brand new business cards. He takes one of the business cards out and looks at it.
I’m CEO...Bitch
And over this we HEAR a woman’s voice...
MARK is sitting alone in the conference room. The only one left is MARYLIN, whose voice we just heard. The lights of the San Francisco skyline fill the huge picture windows.
MARK looks up at her...
MARYLIN, who’s been putting on her coat, takes her briefcase and exits.
MARK sits down at the computer. He logs on to Facebook.
He types a name in the search box: “Erica Albright”.
Erica’s name and picture come up, along with Boston University, ‘07. Mark smiles. She’s on Facebook.
He moves the mouse back and forth between two boxes: “Send a Message” and “Add as a Friend”.
He clicks on “Add as a Friend”.
A box comes up that reads: “Your request to add Erica Albright as a friend has been sent.”
Then MARK clicks to his homepage and waits for the response.
And waits...then hits “Refresh”.
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Cameron and Tyler Winklevoss received a settlement of 65 million dollars and signed a non-disclosure agreement.
They rowed for the U.S. Olympic Team in Beijing and placed sixth.
MARK is still waiting...then hits “Refresh”.
Eduardo Saverin received an unknown settlement. His name has been restored to the Facebook masthead as a Co-founder.
MARK is settling into his chair. He’ll wait all night if he has to.
Facebook has 500 million members in 207 countries. It's currently valued at 25 billion dollars.
Mark Zuckerberg is the youngest billionaire in the world.
MARK waits...
And waits...
And we
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