After Dark, My Sweet Page #5

Synopsis: An ex-boxer is drifting around after escaping from the mental hospital. He meets a widow who convinces him to help fix up the neglected estate her ex-husband left. Her Uncle talks them both into helping kidnap a rich boy for ransom money, and the ex-fighter must make decisions about his loyalties and what is right.
Genre: Crime, Drama, Mystery
Director(s): James Foley
Production: Live Home Video
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
6.6
Metacritic:
78
Rotten Tomatoes:
82%
R
Year:
1990
114 min
459 Views


IDENTIFY US, WELL...

I WOULDN' WANT THAT NICE

LITTLE BOY TO DIE,

BUT IF WE:

COULDN'T HELP IT,

IT'D SURE TURN OU NICE FOR US.

I WAS POINTING OU HOW YOU'D LOOK AT IT.

I DON'T SEE I THAT WAY.

IF THINGS DON'T GO

AS SMOOTH AS WE HOPE,

IT'D SURE BE BETTER

IF HE WAS ALIVE.

ANY WAY YOU LOOK AT IT,

YOU'RE RIGHT,

BUT HOW'S THAT LEAVE US?

GET SOME INSULIN

AT DOC GOLDMAN'S.

YOU GET HIM OU ON A FAKE CALL.

I SLIP IN,

GET THE STUFF.

SOUND GOOD:

TO YOU, FAY?

NO CAR.

HE MUST HAVE:

LEFT ALREADY.

NOW REMEMBER, KID.

THE POOL HALL,

THE CORNER OF:

MAIN AND 5th.

WE'RE PALS,

RIGHT, KID?

THAT A BOY, KID.

YOU'RE DOING FINE.

YOU CHEATING BASTARD.

YOU THOUGHT I'D NEVER

CATCH UP WITH YOU?

WELL, GUESS WHAT?

I JUST NEED:

A LITTLE MORE TIME.

I'LL GIVE YOU SOMETHING,

YOU SORRY SON OF A B*TCH.

YOU WERE GOING TO

GIVE IT TO ME?

YOU SON OF A B*TCH.

WHERE'D HE

PICK YOU UP?

I CAME:

THROUGH THE DOOR,

AND THERE HE WAS.

HE COULDN' HAVE BEEN

FOLLOWING YOU?

NO, NO. HE WAS JUS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD.

BOY, I WOULD

HATE TO THINK...NO.

YOU DON'T KNOW

WHAT YOU'RE DOING.

YOU'RE CRAZY.

BUT I KNOW:

WHAT YOU'RE DOING,

AND YOU'RE

THROUGH DOING IT.

OK, CHARLIE BOY.

OK.

YOU CAN GO IN:

AND LOOK AT HIM:

IF YOU WANT TO.

I CAN, HUH?

HE'S ALL RIGHT,

AND HE'LL STAY THAT WAY.

HOW LONG'S THIS

STUFF GOING TO LAST?

LONG ENOUGH TO DECIDE

WHAT TO DO WITH HIM.

YOU WOULDN' BE THINKING

ABOUT GIVING HIM

BACK FOR FREE,

WOULD YOU?

I DON'T KNOW.

ARE YOU?

SKIP IT. I'LL BE

SCREWING MYSELF:

IF I TALK TO YOU

MUCH LONGER.

I'M GETTING MYSELF

SOMETHING TO EAT NOW.

POOR COLLIE.

THEY MAY HANG HIM,

BUT HE'LL FILL

HIS STOMACH FIRST.

WITH FOOD.

HA. VERY GOOD.

THAT SORT OF THING

THROWS ME:

ABOUT YOU, COLLIE.

YOU'RE SO SHARP

SOMETIMES THAT...

YEAH?

NEVER MIND.

THAT'S HOW IT IS.

FAY, IF I ONLY KNEW

WHAT YOU WANTED...

IF YOU TALKED STRAIGH TO ME, MAYBE I COULD...

THAT'S A LOT OF IFS

AND MAYBES, MY FRIEND.

SO MAYBE SOMEDAY...

IF...

COLLIE.

I JUST SPOKE:

TO UNCLE BUD.

YEAH?

HE THINKS WE SHOULD COME

OVER THERE RIGHT AWAY.

GO ON.

WHY DOES UNCLE BUD

THINK WE SHOULD:

GO OVER RIGHT AWAY?

HONEY.

YOU'RE NOT AFRAID

TO TELL ME, ARE YOU, FAY?

AFTER ALL, TWO PEOPLE

AS CLOSE AS US...

SWEETHEARTS,

I GUESS YOU'D CALL US,

SHOULDN'T BE AFRAID

OF EACH OTHER.

IT'S THE BOY, COLLIE.

HE RAN AWAY.

WELL, HE CAN'T BE

VERY FAR.

HE'S PROBABLY

HIDING SOMEWHERE.

I LOOKED BEFORE:

I CALLED UNCLE BUD.

WELL,

WE'LL LOOK TOGETHER.

THAT WAY, IF ONE OF US

SEES SOMETHING,

HE CAN POINT IT OU TO THE OTHER.

YEAH, THAT'S

WHAT WE'LL DO,

AND WE'LL DO I RIGHT NOW.

HE HAD TIME:

TO MAKE HIS BED:

BEFORE HE RAN:

FOR HIS LIFE.

WE'VE GOT TO LEAVE.

HE'S HAD PLENTY--

I TOLD YOU THE BOY

HAD TO STAY ALIVE,

AND I TOLD YOU WHY.

NOW, WHERE IS HE?

WHAT DID YOU:

DO WITH HIM?

YOU REALLY THINK I'D

DO SOMETHING TO HIM?

OH, COLLIE.

LET'S BE NICE, HUH?

LET'S--LET'S LIE

DOWN A WHILE, HUH?

LET'S--LET'S GE ALL NICE AND CALM.

SHALL WE?

TRY SOMETHING:

LIKE THAT AGAIN:

AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS.

I'M WARNING YOU

I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT.

MAYBE. NOW YOU'RE

DOING SOMETHING ELSE

FAST AND NO MAYBE.

WELL, I GUESS

I SCREWED UP, HUH?

DIDN'T HIT HIM

HARD ENOUGH.

WHAT HAPPENED?

YOU JUST LEAVE:

HIM OUT THERE:

HOPING HE'D BE FOUND?

DID I? YOU TELL ME.

GUESS YOU:

PROBABLY DID.

YOU DO, HUH?

YOU'D ACTUALLY

GIVE ME A BREAK?

WELL, SHOVE IT,

BRIGHT BOY.

I HIT HIM:

WITH A BIG ROCK:

AND LEFT HIM TO DIE.

IF I'D HAD TIME,

I'D HAVE BEA HIS BRAINS OUT.

BE QUIET.

YOU'RE

UPSETTING THE BOY.

WHY THE HELL:

SHOULD I?

DIDN'T I TRY TO

KILL HIM, YOU

SON OF A B*TCH?

I TRIED TO KILL HIM!

I MEANT TO! I DID!

I DID! I--

MRS. ANDERSON...

ISN'T IT?

I'M DR. GOLDMAN.

WELL, HELLO, DOCTOR.

I JUST DROPPED IN

FOR A MOMENT.

I'M DUE

AT THE OFFICE,

BUT I HAPPENED TO BE

OUT THIS WAY, AND...

YOUR SON?

COLLIE DIDN' TELL ME YOU

HAD ANY CHILDREN.

IT'S HER NEPHEW.

HE'S VISITING

FOR A FEW DAYS.

I SEE.

FINE-LOOKING BOY.

A LITTLE UNDER:

THE WEATHER, IS HE?

NOT FEELING TOO WELL,

HUH, SONNY?

NEVER MIND.

YOU DON' NEED TO TALK.

LET'S SEE IF I DON' HAVE SOMETHING TO, UM...

NO, I GUESS NOT.

I REMEMBER I WAS LOOKING

FOR SOME THIS MORNING

BEFORE I LEFT THE OFFICE.

HE COULD DO:

WITH A B-12 SHOT.

YOU MIGHT MENTION THA TO HIS MOTHER.

YEAH, ALL RIGHT.

THANKS, DOCTOR.

DON'T MENTION IT.

JUST SORRY:

I COULDN'T DO

SOMETHING FOR HIM.

HOW DID IT HAPPEN,

COLLIE?

HOW COULD YOU:

HAVE DONE IT?

GET OUT OF THE WAY.

DO YOU HEAR ME, COLLIE?

STAND OUT OF THE WAY

AT ONCE.

YOU DON'T KNOW

WHAT YOU'RE DOING.

SOMEONE DUPED YOU

INTO THIS.

THEY'RE USING YOU

FOR THEIR OWN:

CRIMINAL PURPOSES.

IT DOESN'T MAKE

ANY DIFFERENCE, DOC.

YOU'RE NO GOING ANYWHERE.

WE'RE LEAVING,

AND YOU'RE

GOING TO STAY.

CAN'T I APPEAL TO YOU,

MRS. ANDERSON?

CAN'T YOU MAKE HIM

UNDERSTAND?

FAY, WE'RE LEAVING.

GET TOGETHER ANYTHING

YOU WANT TO TAKE

AND GO OUT TO THE CAR.

WELL...

I SUPPOSE IF THAT'S

THE WAY IT HAS TO BE.

THERE'S SOMETHING

INSIDE EVERY MAN

THAT KEEPS HIM GOING

LONG AFTER HE HAS

ANY REASON TO.

FOR YEARS I KEPT GOING

WHEN GOING:

DIDN'T MAKE SENSE,

AND NOW I JUS HAD TO KEEP GOING.

I HAD TO HAVE:

THE END COME.

SO, KID.

YOU SEE ANYTHING

I'VE OVERLOOKED?

IF YOU THINK:

OF ANYTHING,

JUST LET ME KNOW.

WE'RE NOT GOING

TO NEED ALL THIS.

I WANT YOU AND FAY

TO BE COMFORTABLE.

YOU MAY HAVE TO HOLE UP

HERE FOR QUITE A WHILE.

THERE'S PLENTY.

WHAT I MEAN IS,

YOU NEVER KNOW:

WHEN YOU'LL

NEED SOMETHING,

AND I WON'T BE

AROUND TO GET IT.

WELL, DON'T WORRY

ABOUT IT.

I BETTER GET INTO TOWN

AND CHECK ON THE COPS,

MAKE SURE THEY'RE NO COOKING ANYTHING UP.

STAY RIGH WHERE YOU ARE.

WE'RE GOING WITH YOU.

GOING WITH ME?

WHAT FOR?

FOR THE SAME REASON

YOU'RE GOING,

TO GET THE MONEY.

UH, IT AIN'T TIME, KID.

YOU KNOW IT AIN'T.

HOW DO I KNOW THAT?

YOU KNOW THA BECAUSE WE MADE A PLAN.

FORGET IT.

IT DOESN' CHANGE ANYTHING.

SEE, UH,

FAY DOESN'T TRUST ME,

AND I DON'T TRUST HER.

WE BOTH:

DON'T TRUST YOU,

BUT I CAN:

FIX THAT PART--YOU.

WE'LL PARK

NEAR THE TERMINAL

WHERE I CAN SEE YOU.

YOU GOT 15 MINUTES.

YOU'RE NOT BACK,

I'LL TIP OFF THE COPS.

KID, I--

YES?

I'M GOING TO LEVEL

WITH YOU.

I'M NOT QUITE THE

GUY YOU THINK I AM.

SURE ABOUT THAT?

YEAH.

I'VE GOT NO PIPELINES

INTO THE DEPARTMENT.

THE GUYS I KNOW,

THEY WON'T EVEN

SPEAK TO ME ANYMORE.

THEY SEE ME COMING,

AND, UH...

THEY TURN:

THE OTHER WAY.

YOU'RE NOT SURE

WHOEVER GETS THE MONEY

ISN'T WALKING

INTO A TRAP.

RIGHT.

YOU'RE GOING TO FIND OU AWFULLY FAST.

KID.

DON'T MAKE ME

DO THIS, KID.

PLEASE DON' MAKE ME DO THIS.

IF ONE OF THOSE GUYS

SHOULD CALL BERT,

HE COULD BE THERE

IN FIVE MINUTES.

WE SAT THERE FOR

ANOTHER HALF-HOUR OR SO,

AND HE WAS TALKING

EVERY MINUTE OF IT.

THE WORDS POURED

OUT OF HIS MOUTH,

AND THEY DIDN' MEAN A THING TO ME.

THEY WERE JUS A LOT OF NOISES

COMING FROM:

A SICKISH-LOOKING FACE.

WHAT OTHER PEOPLE SAID

HAD NEVER MEANT A THING TO HIM.

NOW IT WAS HIS TURN.

NOW HE WAS MEANINGLESS,

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes

Robert Redlin

All Robert Redlin scripts | Robert Redlin Scripts

0 fans

Submitted on August 05, 2018

Discuss this script with the community:

0 Comments

    Translation

    Translate and read this script in other languages:

    Select another language:

    • - Select -
    • 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
    • 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
    • Español (Spanish)
    • Esperanto (Esperanto)
    • 日本語 (Japanese)
    • Português (Portuguese)
    • Deutsch (German)
    • العربية (Arabic)
    • Français (French)
    • Русский (Russian)
    • ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
    • 한국어 (Korean)
    • עברית (Hebrew)
    • Gaeilge (Irish)
    • Українська (Ukrainian)
    • اردو (Urdu)
    • Magyar (Hungarian)
    • मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
    • Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Italiano (Italian)
    • தமிழ் (Tamil)
    • Türkçe (Turkish)
    • తెలుగు (Telugu)
    • ภาษาไทย (Thai)
    • Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
    • Čeština (Czech)
    • Polski (Polish)
    • Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Românește (Romanian)
    • Nederlands (Dutch)
    • Ελληνικά (Greek)
    • Latinum (Latin)
    • Svenska (Swedish)
    • Dansk (Danish)
    • Suomi (Finnish)
    • فارسی (Persian)
    • ייִדיש (Yiddish)
    • հայերեն (Armenian)
    • Norsk (Norwegian)
    • English (English)

    Citation

    Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:

    Style:MLAChicagoAPA

    "After Dark, My Sweet" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 23 Dec. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/after_dark,_my_sweet_2285>.

    We need you!

    Help us build the largest writers community and scripts collection on the web!

    Watch the movie trailer

    After Dark, My Sweet

    The Studio:

    ScreenWriting Tool

    Write your screenplay and focus on the story with many helpful features.


    Quiz

    Are you a screenwriting master?

    »
    Who played the part of Achilles in the epic movie Troy?
    A Matt Damon
    B Eric Bana
    C Sean Bean
    D Brad Pitt