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The Social Network · written by Aaron Sorkin · 2010
Scene 108 of 189 · ≈ 1 min on screen · Act two
Mark Zuckerberg wants status and belonging Harvard's final clubs won't give him, so he builds a website that gives the world both — and loses his best friend and co-founder to the company he built to prove he mattered.
Mark at the campus bar: brilliant, status-obsessed, unable to read the room he's sitting in.
He wants to matter — to be let into the final clubs, to be exceptional enough that Erica's verdict is wrong — and Facemash is the first proof-of-concept.
He takes the Winklevoss pitch as a springboard, builds theFacebook in its place, and launches it into a world he can't control.
Eduardo continues reading the letter's account of unresolved site issues.
Gage grills Mark over the timing of his concerns about HarvardConnection, and Mark deflects with a non-answer about the weather before delivering a cold speech about where his real attention lies.
Mark, still preoccupied, finally gets from Eduardo the names of the girls from the lecture: Christy and Alice.
This scene
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.
EDUARDO
(whispering)
Shit.
CHRISTY
(whispering)
I don’t care.
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
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