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The Social Network · written by Aaron Sorkin · 2010
Scene 162 of 189 · ≈ 3 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.
Expansion to Yale, Columbia, Stanford; the move to Palo Alto; the costs mount — Eduardo sidelined, the twins circling, the company outgrowing its dorm-room shape.
After meeting Prince Albert, the Winklevosses learn from a host family that Facebook has already spread to Cambridge and Oxford, and Tyler finally convinces Cameron to sue Mark in federal court.
In the increasingly trashed Palo Alto house, Sean works the phone plotting revenge on Case Equity while interns code through a thunderstorm, and someone knocks unheeded at the door.
Eduardo stands soaked at the front door of the Palo Alto house after a taxi drops him off, knocking to be let in.
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SEAN
(into phone)
I saw him getting into his turbo Carerra
and he saw me too, I know he did.
(beat)
Don’t sweat it, I’m on a land line.
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.
DUSTIN
Does, anybody hear that banging?
SEAN
(to DUSTIN)
You don’t hear anything, you’re writing
code.
DUSTIN
Dude, somebody’s at the door.
SEAN goes back to the phone conversation as he heads to the door--
SEAN
(into phone)
It’s not a dish best served cold. It’s
best served immediately and relentlessly.
SEAN opens the door and the soaking wet EDUARDO is standing there...
SEAN (CONT’D)
(into phone)
I’m gonna call you back.
(to EDUARDO)
What’s up?
EDUARDO
(long pause)
What’s up?
(beat)
Mark was supposed to pick me up at the
airport an hour ago, I’ve been calling
his cell.
SEAN
He was on a 36 hour coding tear so he
took a nap for a couple of hours.
EDUARDO walks into the house and surveys the wreckage--
EDUARDO
What happened here?
SEAN
Not happened--happening. The next big
thing.
DUSTIN
Wardo!
EDUARDO
Hey man.
SEAN
(to DUSTIN)
Back to work.
GIRL #2
The more bad I get at this, the more
wasted I get. I meant the more--
SEAN
We understand.
EDUARDO
How old are they, Sean?
SEAN
It’s not polite to ask.
EDUARDO
Sean, how old are they?
SEAN
You think you know me. Right?
EDUARDO
I’ve read enough.
SEAN
You know how much I’ve read about you?
Nothing.
MARK comes down the stairs--
MARK
Wardo.
EDUARDO
I waited an hour for you at the airport.
MARK
What time is it?
EDUARDO
It’s midnight. Or 3AM in New York where I
just came from.
MARK
You’ve gotta see some of the new stuff
we’ve got. Dustin, show him the wall. I’m
just calling it the wall.
SEAN
Forget the wall, tell him about the
meeting I’ve got set up.
(to EDUARDO)
You know Peter Thiel?
EDUARDO
No.
SEAN
No reason you should. He just runs a two-
billion dollar hedge fund called Clarium
Capital.
EDUARDO
(to MARK)
Why’s he setting up meetings?
MARK
Thiel may want to make an angel
investment.
EDUARDO
I don’t care if he’s an actual angel,
why’s he setting up business meetings?
MARK
You’ve had a long flight.
EDUARDO
No, I’ve had a long wait on the tarmac at
JFK, then a long wait at the passenger
loading and unloading zone at SFO and in
between there was a long flight. I’m the
business end of this company and he’s a
house guest living here rent-free on a
generous grant from the Eduardo Saverin
Foundation.
SEAN
I heard about your big ticket ad buys
lined up.
EDUARDO
Hey, man--
SEAN
Gary’s Tuxedos, the Harvard Bartending
Course. You’re just one small step away
from bagging Snookies Cookies, I can feel
it.
EDUARDO
(to MARK)
Want to talk to me alone for a minute?
MARK
Sure.
SEAN
(calling out)
Bong hit!
GIRL #2
I’m so high.
SEAN
You’re not.
EDUARDO’s followed MARK into--