All Nighter Page #7

No, kip, they're directly

in front of my house.

Okay, look, officers,

it's... it's just really

a big misunderstanding.

Stop right there, and get down!

Just calm down for a second.

I can explain the whole thing.

That was my

daughter's apartment.

On the ground!

Mr. Gallo, get down now.

I will not. I am an

upstanding citizen.

I am a taxpayer.

I am a...

Dad?

Ginnie?

Ginnie?

Gary, stop.

Tastes like glass.

All I wanted was to make it

through this breakup

in one piece,

not be desperate or

stalkery or pathetic.

I just needed to wait it out,

get to the other side

with my pride intact.

Instead, I became my ex-girlfriend's

father's idiot lackey,

everyone she knows in this town

getting an eyeful

of what a loser I am.

Ah, Martin, you're not a loser.

Oh, not to mention...

Not to mention

the throwing up, the bar brawl,

breaking and entering my

ex-girlfriend's new home,

running from the police...

I really don't need

a recap, okay?

I was there.

Gary, Gary, Gary, Gary, just

shut the f*** up, okay?!

Just shut the f*** up!

Couple of weeks ago

in my hotel in Mumbai,

I woke up in the

middle of the night

soaked in sweat,

didn't know where I was.

I didn't know

who I was for a second.

My heart was just going...

Thousand miles a minute.

I mean, i... I thought

I was gonna die.

I called down to the front desk

and... and asked 'em

to send up a doctor.

And then I'm...

I'm just lying there,

thinking, "this is it,"

you know, "this is...

This is it."

And so I called Ginnie...

And Ginnie wasn't there.

And of course

the doctor shows up,

and he... and he

checks everything out.

He says it's not a heart attack.

It's not... it's nothing.

It's a f***ing panic attack.

Just ridiculous...

Embarrassing.

I'm at the airport

the next morning,

and, uh...

No, it's not like

there's a layover here.

I'm supposed to be

in Geneva right now.

But I came here, because...

Because I needed to see

my little girl.

I have no one else, Martin.

You know?

She's all I got.

Hey, you guys, you guys,

you guys, you guys...

Can we just be serious

for one moment?

Okay, can we just...

Talk real sh*t?

Visitor for Gary...

"Fulenwilder"?

Huh? I'm Gary.

Roberta.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my poor, poor baby.

Oh, yeah.

What a night you've had.

Baby, I see your light.

It's, like, blue.

Your aura is blue,

like an "avatar" thing.

Ho ho.

You know,

I actually believed you,

that you were going to the store

to replace the cheese

because you felt bad about it.

No, no, no.

Not my Gare.

My Gare's not that kind

of boyfriend, is he?

Ow. Ow. Ow... He's

more of a call you

from jail

at 4:
00 A.M.

Because I'm tripping my

balls off kind of guy.

Ow. Uh, honey,

your aura's

turning, like, dark red now.

Good. Here's the drill.

You're gonna stay here

until your arraignment...

Uh-huh.

Which is in two days,

and you're gonna sit and think

about whether

you want to come home

or be your own man and let

your light shine down.

I want... i want to come home.

I want to come home.

I know you do, honey,

but that's because you're

scared and stupid right now,

so you just sit tight,

and sleep on it, okay?

Uh-huh. Okay.

Okay.

Nice work, guys.

Gary:
I love you!

All right, you two.

Looks like your lawyer

has saved your ass.

Ginnie.

What the hell, dad?

I know.

Look, I was worried.

You hadn't returned

voice mails or e-mails.

I was on vacation,

and I tried to call you back

as soon as I got off the plane.

Right. And of course

then my phone was dead, so...

So you thought it

would be a good idea

to break into my house

with my ex-boyfriend?

Look, I'm sorry, okay,

but what are you doing

running off

without telling anybody and

not answering your phone?

We were in Bora Bora

trying to unplug,

and I told mom.

Jesus.

Dad, this is kip.

It's a pleasure

to meet you, sir.

How do you do?

I-I'm sorry about

the misunderstanding.

It's my fault.

That's very generous of you,

but I'm pretty sure

it's all my fault.

Hey. Kip.

Uh, I'm Martin.

Well, uh, since we have

your father's rental car,

you want to...

Want to take him

back to the hotel?

I'll take our car.

I'll meet you there?

Yeah.

Okay. I'm gonna go.

It was nice to meet everybody.

I guess I'll...

I'm gonna be going, too.

Um, Ginnie, I'm so sorry

about everything.

It was really nice

to see you, though.

Martin.

Martin!

Look, Ginnie,

I'm truly...

No, no, no.

You don't have to apologize.

I know how persuasive

my dad can be.

Well, yeah, but go easy

on the guy, huh?

I think he's been in a

pretty rough place lately.

I'll try.

How are you?

You know, uh...

How have you been?

I actually applied to UCLA,

architecture and urban design,

and I got in.

Wow.

That's great.

That's what you've

always wanted.

That's...

That's great.

I found out last week,

and Bora Bora was kip's

congratulation gift.

I'm sorry that you had to

find out about him like this.

I didn't know if I should call.

Ah, no.

Kip seems great, Ginnie.

And you, you seem...

You seem really happy.

And I'm happy for you.

Your head hurt?

Little bit.

Good.

Look, Ginnie...

I don't want to hear it, dad.

Hey, you didn't tell me you were

thinking about going back to school.

You're not in my life.

Okay?

You are never here.

When are you gonna understand

that you don't get

a say in what I do

or where I go or who with?

Look...

You're my dad,

and I love you...

And I do know that you love me.

Why do you have to be

such an a**hole?

I don't know.

Why is the sky blue?

Jimothy:

No, no, no.

Ah, no, no, no, no.

Jimothy...

I'm trying to beat

this level, dawg.

Have some respect.

We need to talk.

Well, I'm busy.

And after I beat this level,

I'm gonna do more drugs,

have more sex with this

very attractive couple,

and then sleep for 16 hours,

so pencil you in after that.

Hey, it's time

for you to move now.

Get your sh*t, and go.

Listen, man...

You're 30 days past due on rent,

so consider it an eviction.

You're done.

This is mine.

You know, I find your newfound

confidence intoxicating.

What if we...

Figured out a different

way to pay rent...

A physical way?

Connie:
Hello.

Hey, Connie.

I hope it's okay I called.

Frank?

Mr. Gallo.

Jesus. Would you please

f***ing call me frank already?

Thanks for coming, frank.

That's nice stuff up there.

Seriously, really, really good.

I enjoyed it.

Ah, thanks.

I thought you were, uh...

Had to be in Geneva.

I figured I'd stick around here,

spend a little time

with my daughter.

You want a beer?

Sure.

You know, Martin, you went to

the mat for me in a big way.

I appreciate it.

Well, I mean...

I won't forget it.

Looks like you got a fan there.

Who?

Oh, Lois?

Yeah, I, uh...

Martin, would you

please open your eyes?

That girl is

clearly here for you.

We met up before the show.

Did you, now?

Yeah. You were right about that

whole body-language thing.

Look at you.

I am impressed.

Uh...

I should probably go say hi

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