All Nighter Page #3
That. All right.
Why do you have to attack me?
Why are you...
Have to be so hostile?
And now I completely lost face.
I gotta go apologize for
something I didn't even do.
Hey, ma-Martin.
Are we cool, man?
Are we... I just
want you to know
truly...
Yeah, no.
Bro, I would never...
Gary, it's fine.
I mean, you know,
we're not even...
I know. We're not,
but still,
I promise you on my...
I wouldn't...
And, Mr. Gallo,
I would never...
Okay. Yeah, good.
I'll rest easy now.
You guys are the best.
Hey, try the cafe.
She's probably there, all right?
Hey, and tell her
Gary says, "what's up?"
Okay, so you just wanna
go straight until sunset,
and then you make a right,
and, uh, you can't miss it.
Um, before you drop me off,
I can draw you a little map.
What, are you Dora the explorer?
F*** that.
You're coming with.
Yeah.
I would love to.
Just apparently I have
a show coming up,
and I really need to rehearse.
I'll pay you, okay?
Pay me? Uh, no, no.
I don't, um...
You don't, what, need the money?
I beg to differ.
Look, Martin,
I'll be straight with you.
I'm worried here, okay?
This is not like my daughter
to just disappear like this.
If you care about her at all,
to know if she's okay or not.
I do. I do.
Of course I do.
Okay.
Tell me when to turn.
This is where my daughter works?
Yeah. It's...
It's not that bad.
They got a little gallery now.
It was Ginnie's idea, actually.
Really turned the place around.
Nothing. Two dudes
just came in here.
You know this one?
Yeah. Tracy.
You're the slut.
The old one, maybe.
You're gross.
I have to go.
Call me if it
doesn't stop bleeding.
Tracy, hi.
Uh, it's Martin.
Remember me?
No.
Uh, Ginnie's boyfriend.
Ex-boyfriend.
Is Ginnie working today?
Ginnie doesn't
work here anymore.
What? Since when?
Since none of your business.
I'm her father...
Trying to find her.
Oh. She quit, like,
a month ago, maybe.
Do you know where
she's working now?
I think she works
at some restaurant.
Lizzie, our manager, would know,
but she's at Moglu right now.
Moglu? The yoga place,
right, on Hyperion?
Did you check her Facebook?
Checked her Facebook.
Twitter?
Twitter. Yeah.
You tweet something, will you?
Oh, I don't...
I don't Twitter...
Or tweet or, you know, twit.
'Course you don't.
Look, um, Tracy, would you mind
just putting
something out there...
I already did it.
You... you did what?
I tweeted it.
Great. What...
What did you tweet?
"Baller old guy,
creepy young guy
looking for Ginnie g.
#random #doable."
I'm creepy?
W-why am I creepy?
I've met her many times,
many times.
Yeah. She seemed
like she... was she stoned?
Is this whole
neighborhood stoned?
Uh, maybe she was stoned.
You know, this... this
neighborhood's probably 70% stoned,
80% on a Sunday.
All right,
where's the yoga place?
Uh, just that-a-way.
So, uh, where'd you say
you were coming from?
Mumbai.
Oh, Mumbai!
Yeah. Ever been?
Uh, no, no.
But I-I'd like to.
It's a shithole.
Huh. Huh.
Well, I guess I can, uh,
cross that off the list then.
I need to take this.
Okay.
Barry.
Talk to me.
Yeah, yeah.
Thanks again for coming.
Hey, Lizzie.
Martin.
What are you doing here?
Uh...
Please,
please do not f***
with my yoga buzz.
No. No, uh...
I was just wondering...
I've been looking for Ginnie.
Martin, Martin, Martin...
Oh, no, no, no.
Martin, you've got to get
over this Ginnie thing.
She's moving on.
You should, too.
Uh, what do you mean,
she's moving on? What...
Okay, everything is in place.
Barry, look, my phone
is about to die.
Okay, Barry, stop talking.
I don't think this is the
best move for you, Martin,
but if you need some kind
of closure or whatever,
she's hostessing at Bibola.
Bibola? What's that?
It's a restaurant, Martin.
It's the new, hot big
restaurant in west Hollywood.
F***! My yoga buzz
is gone now.
Okay. Well, thanks for
the info, Lizzie. Sh*t.
Yeah, Martin,
you should know that...
Oh, and by the way, good job.
You know, keep it up.
What the hell does
that mean, "good job"?
No, I didn't
mean it like... like...
What did you mean?
I mean, like, yoga.
You know, like
"good job, yoga."
Uh-huh.
Like, you look great.
F*** off, Martin. Okay?
Absolutely. Yeah.
Thank you.
Good-bye.
You're an a**hole.
Stop talking, Barry.
Just do your f***ing job, okay?
So?
She said Ginnie's working at a
restaurant in west Hollywood.
Let's go.
Frank.
Wow.
Kelly.
Hi. Hi.
It's been a minute.
Are you in town for a visit?
Yeah, just popped in.
You look good.
I'm a sweaty mess,
but thank you.
You look good.
How long are you in town for?
Very briefly.
Uh, I'm sorry. We're late
to meet my daughter, so...
Oh. Oh, I won't...
I won't keep you, then.
Well, it was, uh...
It was good to see you.
You, too.
So if you end up
sticking around,
give me a shout.
Will do.
Take care, Kelly.
Bye.
You're gonna catch flies
there, Kermit. Come on.
Was that that waitress from
that night we all had dinner?
I don't know, maybe.
So what?
No, i... nothing.
I mean, you know,
you must have made
quite an impression on her.
Where we going?
Uh, it's just up that-a-way.
That's gotta be the 15th f***ing
time you said "that-a-way."
Are you Hopalong Cassidy?
Who's Hopalong Cassidy?
Ha... get in the car.
I thought there was a little
something going on that night.
Forget about it.
No, I know. I know.
It's none of my business.
She's very attractive.
Yes. She's
an attractive woman.
Okay? Deal with it.
Very attractive.
So how did that work?
Did she slip you her number...
Would you f***ing forget about it?
Please?
Jesus.
Okay, okay. Yeesh.
Nice.
Sweet.
You like Bob Seger?
Yeah. I love Bob Seger.
"Beautiful loser,"
"stranger in town,"
those are some
of my favorite albums ever.
Might be hope for you yet.
MAITRE d' says
she quit about 10 days ago
all of a sudden,
has no idea why.
She only worked here two weeks.
That is pretty weird.
Yeah, it is.
Well, want to grab a bite?
Here?
Sure. Why not?
Gotta refuel, right?
I mean, you must be starving.
Let me buy you dinner.
That's very nice of you.
Good.
Oh, yeah, Ginnie.
Yeah, I love Ginnie.
Ginnie's great.
I was bummed when she quit.
But I think maybe
she got a better job.
You know where?
I don't.
But I can ask around.
That'd be great.
Thanks.
In the meantime, can I
get you anything to start?
I think we'll skip
straight to the entree.
We're in a bit of a rush.
I'll take the, uh,
steak-frites, rare.
I guess I'll have, uh...
You know what?
I'll get what he's getting,
uh, the... the steak.
Excellent. Rare as well?
Uh, yeah, yeah, rare.
Very good.
This place
is pretty, uh, chichi.
Yeah, for you, I guess,
eating tofu out of a
paper bag or whatever.
That is how I
usually eat, actually.
She'll turn up,
Mr. Gallo.
She will.
Have you, um...
Talked to Ginnie's mom?
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