All Nighter Page #4

No.

I was just thinking, uh,

maybe she's heard from her.

I don't want to worry her.

Right, but, you know,

they're pretty close.

I mean, maybe she

knows where she is.

And what if she doesn't?

Then she's in a panic.

And whose fault is that?

Yours?

Well, no, it would

be yours, actually,

because it's your idea.

Maybe she lost her phone.

If she lost her phone,

then she wouldn't

get your messages.

Martin, I get that you think

I'm being paranoid here, okay?

But believe me,

sh*t happens every day.

Friend of mine's daughter

takes a little trip to Europe.

She gets grabbed

20 minutes out of Orly.

Jesus.

Yeah.

Lucky for them

I know a thing or two

about a thing or two. I

was able to get her back.

A thing or two?

I know how to handle

a situation like that,

let's just say.

Wait. Like those

Liam NEESON movies?

What?

You know,

those Liam NEESON movies.

His... his daughter

gets kidnapped or his wife.

This is not a movie,

Martin. This is life.

What... what is so funny?

Oh, just, uh...

It just reminds me of...

Ginnie could never

explain what you do.

It always seemed

so mysterious to us.

We used to joke

that you were a, uh,

um, an arms dealer or something,

you know, something badass.

Well, something like that,

but not quite

so glamorous, I guess.

So what is it that

you do, exactly, then?

I'm in procurement.

Okay.

Huh.

Procurement.

So what about you? How's

it going with the music?

Well, I guess I've got

that show coming up

with my band,

but I'm not sure

that I want to do it.

Not sure?

Well, what's the issue?

Well, it's been a while,

and I guess I've been trying

to figure some stuff out

actually. I mean...

Finally hit me.

What's the endgame?

I mean, I'm probably

never gonna make...

A real living at it,

or at least one decent enough

to support a family or...

Are you good at it?

Yeah, I am.

Then you should play the show.

Waiter:
Here we are.

No luck on the Ginnie front,

I'm sorry to say.

Well, thanks for trying.

You know,

it is Thursday, though.

You know, you might

want to try rococo.

You know her friend Trev?

He's awesome.

He's been DJING there

every Thursday.

Yeah, I know Trevor.

You know the place?

Enjoy your meal.

Dig in.

You okay there, bub?

It's been a while

since I ate meat.

Yeah. Like how long?

Oh, three...

Maybe five years.

Nobody made you order it.

Tell you what, let's go

to that rococo place,

get a drink,

settle your stomach, huh?

I guess one drink couldn't hurt.

If she's there, great.

If not, maybe you can point out

somebody that knows her, huh?

You're the boss.

Now you're getting it.

This place is impossible.

We're never getting in.

What, are you

kidding me? Come on.

Where are you...

All right.

He's with me.

Have a good night.

How'd you do that?

I spoke the guy's language.

What... what was it,

Samoan?

What, you spoke Samoan?

Martin, look alive.

Dennis said he hadn't seen

her, but you never know.

Dennis? You spoke to that guy

for, like, three seconds.

Martin, look around.

See if you can spot

anyone who knows Ginnie.

No, I don't know,

Mr. Gallo.

This really doesn't look

like her kind of crowd.

Come on.

Let's get that drink.

Two Taliskers, neat.

You got it.

See anything?

No.

There you go.

I think I, uh...

Good.

Hey, Megan.

Oh, my god. Martin!

Megan!

What the f***

are you doing here?

I'm looking for Ginnie,

actually.

Oh, Martin,

you gotta get over it.

It's so sad, like...

No, I'm... I'm over it.

Uh, it's just her dad is

looking for her, actually.

Do you... do you know if she's

gonna be here tonight?

What?

Do you know

if she's coming here tonight?

Who?

Ginnie!

Get over it, Martin!

'Kay.

Oh, wow.

She's very drunk.

Yeah. Hey, uh, Lois.

Right?

Yeah.

Yeah. Martin, right?

Yes! Thank you!

Oh, sorry?

I just, uh... have you seen

Ginnie by any chance?

I'm sorry. Who?

Ginnie,

my ex-girlfriend.

Yeah.

No, I haven't seen her.

Sorry.

It's so loud in here.

I know.

It's unbelievably loud in here.

I feel like

I'm screaming at you.

It probably looks

like we're having

a horrible, horrible argument.

F*** you, you f***ing a**hole!

I swear to f***ing god!

Woman:
Uh,

what was that?

I'm sorry.

Oh.

I'm sorry. I was kidding.

It was a joke about arguments.

Oh, man. Good. Good.

I probably went too far.

No.

Sorry.

I don't think I've seen her

in here for a few weeks.

Is she missing or something?

Something like that.

This one's on the house

all right?

Thank you.

You know,

you ought to talk

to that guy she's seeing.

She's seeing somebody?

Yeah, cute guy, too,

a big tipper.

They met here, I think.

You seen him lately?

No. I haven't seen

either of 'em.

Just a second.

So do you come here often?

No, never.

It's a little bit too, like...

Axe body spray?

Yes.

Hey, I heard you guys

are playing this weekend, right?

Yeah. Uh...

I don't know

if that's gonna happen.

Yeah, I saw you play, like... like

a year ago at the river room.

You were really good,

kind of like...

The punch brothers meets, like,

the foggy mountain boys

meets, like, the muppets.

Yeah, thanks, I think.

That's at least partially

what... exactly what...

Man:
Marty?

Hey, Trevor.

They let you in here?

Yeah. Well, you know,

Dennis is a friend, so...

Oh man.

I know this guy!

He's an idiot!

Hey, um, I think my friend

is leaving, so I have to go.

Okay. And if I do

play that show,

uh, maybe I'll see you there.

Yeah. Good to see you.

Bye-bye.

Bye.

Listen, Trevor, have you

seen Ginnie recently?

Uh, yeah, I'm just

gonna do you a solid

and not even answer that, bro.

I don't know what your

problem is with me.

Hey, I told you guys

about Marty here, right?

He plays old-timey music

on his banjo

like he's old McDonald

or some sh*t,

and, like, 10 people show up.

It's hilarious.

Yeah, well, you know,

what's hilarious is, uh,

you know, you look

like a... a rapist...

Like you've committed rape.

You know why Ginnie dumped you?

'Cause she's way too fine

for your hella broke ass.

I kind of want to punch you

in the face right now.

You know, Marty,

a woman like Ginnie,

deserves to be given the

finer things in life.

And there's a long line of dudes

who want to give it to her.

Hey, Martin.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

I was just talking to

Ginnie's, uh, friend Trevor,

just asking him

if he's seen Ginnie.

And?

And I was telling Marty here

that the way that girl's

been working through

their breakup,

she could be facedown in any bed

in a 10-mile rad...

Look out!

Time to go.

Holy sh*t. You flattened

that guy out.

I shouldn't have done that.

Oh, f*** that guy.

Never been

in a bar fight before.

That was...

That was so amazing

when I was like,

"look out!"

You're a real lifesaver.

I mean...

I feel like I could have

totally held my own, though.

I've got a ton

of pent-up rage

I've never gotten to use.

Maybe we should go back.

Gallo:
Simmer down,

Mike Tyson.

Oh, sh*t.

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