All language subtitles for All Nighter (2017).eng

there he is.

Jesus. You'll tell him
you were the reason
we're late, right?

Come on. I don't--

I don't want him
to think I don't care
about time and stuff.

There's my girl.

There's my dad.

Dad, this is
my boyfriend Martin.

Pleasure to meet you,
Mr. Martin.

Uh, Mr. gallo.
I'm Martin.

You're Mr. gallo.

I know that.

Nice to meet you, Martin.

Fuck.

It's really good
to see you.

You look great.

You look tired.
Where you coming from
this time?

Singapore.

Ever been?

No, I haven't been.

Uh, i-- I hear
it's very, um, clean,
which I like.

I also hear that they
cane you if you spit
in the street.

Uh, not that I like that.
Yeah, I don't
like that part.

Good evening.
Can I bring you
something to drink?

Shall we start
with a nice bottle
of red?

Uh, Martin has
a sulfite allergy.

A sulfite allergy?

Um, it's not that bad,
actually.

I just get
a little, uh, hivey.

But I'm fine with water

or death.

Okay. Uh, we'll have

a bottle of
the chateauneuf-du-pape.

Excellent choice.

And, Martin,
are you sure? Nothing?

Maybe a beer?
Or are you allergic
to hops?

Heh.

You sure you don't want
something else, Martin?

Mm. Oh, no.
This is delicious.

These beets are
really well steamed.

I'm sorry.
I gotta take this.

He hates me.

He doesn't hate you.

He hates me.

He hates me so much,
I'm starting to hate myself.

All that matters
is what I think,
and I'm a fan.

Yeah?

Big fan.

Huge fan.

All right.

Martin:
Okay, I got this.

I'll bounce back.

Round two.

Sorry about that.

It's, uh,
not a problem.

Looks like a, uh,
pretty major deal

just went down over there
by the bar, huh?

So, Martin,
what is it
that you do?

Uh, dad, I told you
Martin is a musician.

Right. Right.
What is it,

the, uh, ukulele?

Uh, it's the, uh, banjo.

Banjo. Right,
like Kermit the frog.

Heh.
I guess I assumed

the banjo was a hobby.

Well,
i have a band,

hysterical kindness.

It's a bluegrass collective,

more flatt and scruggs
or punch brothers

than some, you know,
poppy mumford & sons
kind of wannabe thing.

What's wrong
with mumford & sons?

They're a very
successful act, no?

He likes
mumford & sons.

So where you from?

Well, I was born
in Chicago,

uh, but I grew up
in guelph.

Guelph?

Uh, guelph, Ontario.

Guelph?
It's, uh...

Canada.

Guelph?

Okay.

Your folks,
what do they do?

Jesus, dad, what is
with the third degree?

Third degree?
I'm just getting
to know the guy.

You don't mind,
do you, Martin?

No. No, no. It's great.

It's great getting
to know someone

this, you know,
vigorously.

So your parents?

Oh. Right. Um...

My mother is
an acupuncturist
in Toronto,

and my father
is an, um--

he's an environmental
activist in Albuquerque.

He's an
environmental activist
in Albuquerque, dad.

Deal with it.

I didn't
say anything.

I'm sure it's
very satisfying work.

He never met a tree
that he didn't want
to chain himself to.

Sweetie,
you have a little,
um, salad dressing.

Oh.

Oops. Oh.
Mr. gallo,

I am so sorry.

I am so sorry.

Could tonight's dinner
have gone any worse?

Actually,
it could have.

Mm, I guess
he could have castrated me
at the table.

Last time
i introduced dad
to a boyfriend,

I never heard
from the guy
again, so...

Wow. When I disappear next,

ask your dad
where my body's buried,

just as, you know,
like, a courtesy to my mom.

Martin,
i know he's tough.

But you're
not gonna have
to deal with him.

I probably
won't see him

for another year,
so...

Oh.

In that case, I think
we should make a plan

to see him
sooner than that.

You'd be up for that?

Absolutely.

I would
go through that hell

all over again for you.

Coming.

I'm coming.

Mr. gallo?

Ginnie home?

Home? Uh, no. No.

I mean, uh,
she may be home,
but, uh...

Ginnie doesn't
live here anymore.

We broke up.

Okay.

Want to invite me in?

Oh. Yeah.

Yeah. No, of course.

Sorry.

I was just, uh,
getting some work done.

She didn't
tell you when we,
uh, broke up?

We haven't spoken
since Christmas.

Well, I guess
you could call her,

you know, to get
her, uh, new address
to go there.

She's not picking up

or returning calls
or texts.

I was hoping
maybe she'd be here.

Oh, I just, uh--

I just had a little, uh,
get-together last month, so--

don't worry about it.

Just cleaning, anyway.

Yeah. So, uh,

any idea where
i could find
my daughter?

Did you try
Gary and Roberta?

Gary and Roberta?

Yeah. When she moved out,

she went
to go stay with them.

Do you want any coffee?

Uh, that's-- that's okay.
Don't bother.

I'm just gonna
make some anyway.

So, uh...

So when did
you two break up?

Uh, about three months ago.

Three months and nine days
or something.

I don't-- you know,
I'm not, uh--

I'm sure she's, uh--

you said she, uh--
she knew you were
coming in to town?

I gave her the heads-up
i was coming in
last minute,

but I never
got a response.

Huh.

No, no. This is--
this is jimothy,

uh, is my new roommate.

Gallo: Gotcha.

Jimothy.

Like Timothy
with a "j."

No.

Jimothy,
this is Mr. gallo,

ginnie's dad.

Who?

Ex-girlfriend's father.

Do you have
the bong?

What? I, uh-- I don't
know what you mean?

What do you mean by that?

The bong,
thing I smoke weed
out of all day.

Oh, is that-- is that--
is that what this is?

I was-- yeah,
i was looking earlier.

I just didn't--
i was curious.

You're giving me
a real stressy
vibe, man.

Uh...
You stressed out?

What's going on?
J-jimothy.

Could you just, um--

just take
your weird machine there

and just let
Mr. gallo and I talk?

Am I wrong?
Is he giving you
a stressy vibe?

You're not wrong.

Yeah.

I'm having
people over tonight,

in case
you want to hide
in your room again.

You can come.

I thought-- you know,
i thought we said,

uh-- we agreed,
you know, last time,

you know, with--
with the cops...

Oh, so I'm not allowed
to have people over
in my own home?

No, it's cool.
Whatever.

Oh, did you get
my message?

What message?

The fiddle player
in your band
or something

came by,
wanted you to know

you had a show
this weekend
or something.

Wait. What do you mean?
We have a show?

I think so.

Well, did he say
when or where?

Didn't say when.

Didn't say where.

You know, I'm not--

heh. He's not--

we're not--
we're not friends.

None of my business.
W-we're just friends.

Okay.

When ginnie moved out,
i needed

a new roommate
to help cover the rent.

Of course, yeah.
You don't wanna let go

of a prime piece of
real estate like this.

Yeah. No, these crossbeams,
you don't always--

oh.

Oh, I'll go get
that coffee.

Look, Martin,
i can see you're, uh,

a busy man here.

Tomorrow I have
to get on a flight
to Geneva.

All I want to do
is find my daughter,

so if you
can just point me
to her new place,

I'll get out
of your hair.

Uh, we're all
out of milk.

And sugar.
Uh, but we have syrup.

You want syrup
in your coffee,

or is that--
is that weird?

I don't want syrup.
Thanks.

Okay.

So do you have
an address

for this Gary
and Roberta?

Uh, no, but they're
not too far from here.

Uh, I don't have an address,
but I've been over there.

So it's close?
Yeah.

Yes, it's just
a couple blocks that-a-way.

Okay. You want
to get dressed,

and you can
take me over there?

Now?

Yes, now, Martin.
Do you mind?

Fuck.

Fuck this.

Hey, Martin, do you mind
if I go on this computer
for a minute,

check e-mails?

Um, yeah, sure.
Go ahead.

Fuck. Uh, wait!

H-hold on!
Why don't you just--

Holy shit!

Uh, you know, I just--

I tell jimothy
not to use my computer,

but he does.

Look, Martin,
porn is porn,

you know,
but you gotta hide
that shit.

Put it in a folder
or something.
Yeah.

Can't just leave it
hanging out there.

You know, i--
i can't even believe

that they have sites
like that on the Internet.
Uh, those poor women.

Okay, you want
to put on some pants
so we can hit the road?

Here. You know
where we're going.
You drive.

Wasn't ready for that.

Actually, I don't drive.

What do you mean,
you don't drive?

I don't
have my license.

And, uh, also
i don't know how.

Nice throw.

How can you not
know how to drive
in Los Angeles?

A man should know
how to drive.

I have a bicycle.

Oh, well,
congrats on that.

Yeah, it's actually
considered very masculine
in the Netherlands.

You know, hey,
i haven't really been
in touch with ginnie recently,

so...
So?

So I might not come in.
Fine by me.

You know, not that
we're not friends.

You know, we're still friends.
I think we're still friends.

We're still friends
on Facebook. That--

Martin,
where are we going?

Oh, uh, it's just
up ahead that-a-way

and a second left
at the light.

It's one of these.

I can never tell which.

They all look the same.

Voice mail's
still full.

It's gotta be this one.

I hear fighting.

This is definitely it.

Okay, well, write it down,
like, on the dry erase!

'Cause Saturday's
my day!

Shit. Hey. Hey,
how's it going, man?

Um--
Gary.

Yeah, hey, Martin.
Hi.

Sorry to just
drop by like this.

Yeah, it--
it really is--

we're looking
for my daughter.

Ginnie.
Oh.

This is her father,
Mr. gallo.

Uh, he didn't have
her new address.

She, um--

Martin, hi.

Oh.

Uh, they--
they're looking
for ginnie, babe.

Um, this is
ginnie's dad.

I'm Roberta. So great
to finally meet you.

Jack, right?

That would be
ginnie's stepfather.

Right. Well, don't worry.

She's talked a lot
about you, too.

Did you invite them in?

I literally just
opened the door.

Come in. Come in.

Yeah, come on in. Yeah.

After you.
Yeah, welcome,
welcome.

Mi casa--
heh heh.

Roberta:
Uh, could I get you
something to drink?

Water or kombucha?

Twig tea?

I have some nice
biodynamic wine.

Don't bother.
Please, we're just
looking for ginnie.

Martin said she
was staying here.

She was
staying here.

Uh, she left about
three weeks ago.

Did you
try her cell?

Phone is off,
mailbox full
for a couple days now.

Gary: Oh, man,
sounds to me

like she's living
off the grid, you know?

Martin, was ginnie,
like, a survivalist,
you know?

Like one
of those preppers

or--
Gary, stop talking.

Do you know
where she moved
when she left here?

Yes. Um...

What was
her name?

Martin,
you know her.

Um,
the jittery girl.

Always looks like
she's about to cry.
You know her.

Mm, doesn't, uh,
ring a bell.

Okay, did ginnie
leave an address?

Roberta: Yes.

I think it's
on the fridge.

Uh, Gary,
could you
get it, please?

Please come in.

Gary: Uh,
I'm not seeing it.

It's on the fridge!
No, it isn't!

It's definitely
on the fridge.

I just checked there.

Jesus. Sorry.
Excuse me.

There's no address
on the fridge.

It's on
the Japanese paper.

Yeah, no.
I know you think
it's there,

but it's not there.
On the Japanese paper. Christ.

Roberta:
Get out of my way.

Fine. I don't know
how to look.

It's not there.

You sure you guys
don't want anything,

like a-- like a beer?

Sure.
I could do a beer.

You know, uh,

I'm fine.
I'm fine.

Uh, how have
you been, Gary?

I've been, um--

work's good.
Work's good. Yeah.

Gary,
where's the tub

where we, uh,
keep the receipts?

What tub?
I-- I don't know.

Excuse me. Sorry.
I need to help her out.

What tub are you ta--
the tin?

That's a tin.
That's not a tub.

Tub, tin, whatever.
No, I don't know.

Can I help you find
what you're looking for?

Go-- go check
the drawer.

What drawer?

The odds-and-ends
drawer.

All right, I'm just
saying be specific.

We'll find it.

Can I get
you guys something?

Are you sure?
Something to drink
or cheese?

We have nice cheese.

Oh, we're out
of the cheese, babe.

Since when?

Since we
finished it.

I didn't finish
the cheese,

so don't say "we."

I was gonna freeze it

for my doula workshop
next month.

It's okay.
We don't need cheese.

Someone finished
the cheese, I guess.

Yeah, someone was hungry
in their house,

and they ate cheese.

They ate it all,
though.

It's okay.

Have you
seen ginnie recently?

Brother.

I certainly
have not.

We love ginnie.

Don't get me wrong.

But some of us
loved her a little
too much,

if you know
what I mean,

and some things
got said.

Yeah, some things
got said. You said 'em.

Yeah, I said 'em, all right.
Yeah.

'Cause someone had
to say something,

'cause a certain someone
in this house

wanted to have sex
with his daughter.

Okay, what?
Excuse me?

No?
No. No, Mr. gallo,

you know that
your daughter
is very attractive.

And unfortunately,
in this house,

that makes certain people
very insecure.

Okay, let me translate
for Mr. sensitivity
over here.

Ginnie was getting
a little sick and tired

of being leered at
every time she went
to the fridge.

It was one time, and i
was trying to warn her
about the bad milk!

Mr. gallo, Martin,
ginnie was going

for some bad milk
in the fridge,

so I was peering to see
what she was grabbing
from the fridge,

in order to say,
"hey, don't ingest that,
yeah.

'Cause you might get sick."
I was doing a service.

You're a knight
in shining armor,
aren't you, gare?

Here's an idea.
Maybe you could
sort it out with them

at your favorite
strip joint...

That happened
at a bachelor party!

They're strippers!
They climb all over you!

You can't stop them!
You guys know!

They're-- they're like
monkeys at a zoo!

Can't stop 'em.

The monkeys
climb all over you
at a zoo?

Really?
Interesting zoo.

Okay, we should
probably get going.

If you find
that address,

you could give me
a shout, that'd be great.

We'll find it.

Don't worry.
Thank you.

I'm so sorry
about the cheese.

You know,
it was very
expensive cheese.

Jesus, Roberta,
he doesn't care
about the goddamn cheese.

You, uh, might want
to try the cafe.

Martin knows
where it is.

She's probably
working there.

The cafe?
Roberta: Yeah.

Great. Martin?

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

Uh, all right.
Well, thanks, guys.

Thank you for...

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?

Fuck 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,

I would think
you would want 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 fuck
with my yoga buzz.

No. No, uh...

I was just wondering--
I've been looking for ginnie.

Martin,
Martin, Martin...

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.

Fuck! My yoga buzz
is gone now.

Okay. Well, thanks
for the info, Lizzie.
Shit.

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.

Fuck off, Martin. Okay?

Absolutely. Yeah.
Thank you.

Good-bye.

You're an asshole.

Stop talking, Barry.

Just do your fucking job,
okay?

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 fucking 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 fucking
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.

I guess
i am pretty hungry.

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.

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?
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,
shit 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 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?

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 fuck
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.

Fuck you, you fucking asshole!

I swear to fucking 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 shit,

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 shit.
You flattened
that guy out.

I shouldn't have done that.

Oh, fuck 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, shit.
I know that girl.

E'eryone is
right now--

Megan?
Where are my keys?

Megan, are--

are you okay?

Why is bri-baby being
such a dick-face right now?

Um, i-- I don't know
who that is.

Bri-baby.
Oh, I'm so outta here.

And if he
doesn't like it,

he can kiss my ass.

Well, uh...

Is this my car?

Well, oh, oh, no.
This my car?

I don't think
it's such a good idea

for you to be driving
right now, Megan.

Well, maybe it's not
such a good idea
for your face

to be a dick
right now.

Right. Okay.

Uh...

Mr. gallo...

Yeah.

Where do you live, Megan?

You know where.

Burger king.

Because we're trying
to drive you home.

Oh, I don't want
to go home.

I want to go
to the par-tay.

Are you
still on sweetzer?

I want to go
to the party

so I can blow
Dan Franklin.

Let's get her home,
for Dan Franklin's
sake.

Yeah, I think
she's still on sweetzer.

It's just a right
at the next light.

Yeah?

Okay, slow down,
Barry.

What the hell
do you mean they're
backing out? They--

Barry. Barry.

Barry.

Fuck.

Fucking phone died.

Perfect.

Take a picture,
and post it

on bri-baby's
Twitter fuck.

you gonna make it
upstairs okay?

Where is it?

Where it's at?

We'll--
we'll help you up.

Got it.

Why don't you
get rid of Martin

so me and you can go
to the party and party?

I think you're
kind of partied out, kiddo.

I'm fine.
I had, like, two shots.

I'm fuckin' fine.

I just need to spit.

Megan:
Where are you taking me?

Okay. All right.

There you go.

Where am I?

Move just a little bit.

Okay.

Drink this.
Uh-uh. Uh-uh.

Megan...
Uh-uh. Uh-uh...

Drink this. It's gonna
make you feel better.

Mm. I'm not thirsty.

It'll make you
feel better, Megan.

Uh-uh.
Drink it.

We can make out
if you want.

That's a nice offer,

but I'm good.

Mm, 'cause
you're so in love
with ginnie still.

Well, sure, that,
and I think

you still have
some vomit in your hair.

That's fucked up, dude.

'Cause you know
she's in love
with someone else.

She is?

Mm-

Who's that?

Mr. hot stuff.

Mm.

Mr. hot stuff?

Dude's ripped.

That's...

Awesome.

This Mr. hot stuff...

Does he have a name?

Megan?

Megan, what's his name?

M-Megan.

Megan. Megan.

This girl is friends
with my daughter?

Yeah.

This isn't ginnie,
Mr. gallo.

She's not like this.

Let me find you
a shirt.

What the fuck
is going on here?

Hey, uh, no.

Now, um...

What the fuck
is going on here?

Hey, relax, okay?
We gave the girl a ride.
That's all.

That's my fucking
girlfriend, dude!

Oh, you're, um,
bri-baby.

I-I'm Martin.

I'm Martin.

I'm ginnie's
ex-boyfriend,

Megan's friend
ginnie.

Why is this dude
fucking shirtless?

Just relax, bri-baby.

Your girlfriend
threw up on me is all.

Tell you what.
We'll just, uh,

give you a few dollars
for the shirt,

and, uh, we'll just--

hey, Martin--

Fuck.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Martin: Hey!

I think he's--

he's...

Oh, he's breathing.

He's breathing.

Good for him.

Let's get
out of here.

That-a-way.

That doesn't
look too bad.

Fucking hurts.

How 'bout the smell?

I still smell
like vomit?

Little bit.

Oh.

What?
Thanks.

You really had
my back up there.

Yeah, well, Mr. gallo--

you can call me frank.

I don't think
i can do that, Mr. gallo,

but you're welcome.

Megan said ginnie
had a new boyfriend.

Yeah.
Mr. hot stuff.

Bartender at the club
said the same thing.

Well, so...

We probably won't
be finding her tonight,

and that's because
she's with him.

Look, Martin--

so even if we do
find her, find them,
how's it gonna look?

I'm tooling around
with her dad.

She's shacked up
with her new boyfriend.

So she's
dating someone else.
So what?

I mean, don't you
still want to know
that she's okay?

Aren't you
at all worried that
none of the people

we talked to
tonight know
where she is?

Of course
I'm worried about her.

Because I thought you
still cared about her.

Of course I still
care about her!

She broke my heart!

Has that not
been spelled out enough
for you tonight?

Your daughter
fucked my shit up.

My life has been
a complete wreck
for the last three months.

I mean, I can't eat.
I can't think straight.
I can't play music.

All I've literally
been able to do...

Is sleep.

So what do you
want to do, go home?

Yes.

Crawl into bed,
sleep some more?

Yes, that's exactly
what I wanna do.

Martin, I get it.
I do, but...

It's a fucking
terrible feeling.

It sucks, but...

I don't think retreating
into your shell

is doing you
a lot of good.

Listen, I'm telling you
this from personal
experience, okay?

Life goes by
really fast.

If you half-ass it now,

you're gonna
feel it later.

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay. Where to now?

There you go, juicy.

Since we're, um,
exploring our options--

and I know this is
a sensitive area,

but maybe you
could try calling
ginnie's mom.

I'm not calling
ginnie's mother, period.

End of story. End of story.
Okay, but I was thinking--

all right.

So why'd you
and ginnie break up?

You know that
prizewinning douchebag

Trevor back at the club,

he was saying
that ginnie is
out of my league.

She's an amazing girl,
as you obviously know.

She's smart,
beautiful, funny,

and tough.

Yeah, and, um...

She is out of my league.

Well...

Maybe she saw
something you don't.

Maybe she did,

but I started to get
insecure about it,

and then I got jealous
and moody.

I don't know.

It was my fault.

I just--

I fucked it up.

I fucked it all up.

We all fuck it up
sometimes.

There it is.

So procurement,

what is that?

Forget about it.

No, no.
I'm curious, really.

I bid on contracts
from foreign governments

to procure for them
anything they need in bulk,

grain, seed,
fertilizer,

fucking nuts and bolts,
what have you.

Okay.

Procurement.

Actually, figuring
how to get 20 tons
of corn feed

from Germany to Nigeria
can be more exciting
than it might sound like.

But it's also...

Just not
a normal lifestyle,
you know?

Makes it harder
to see my daughter,

for example.

hey, you know
that other girl at the club?

What girl?

What do you mean,
"what girl?"

The one I saw you talking to.
She's into you.

What, Lois?

Wait. How--
how did you even--

you weren't
even there.

Jesus, Martin, wake up.

90% of that shit
is body language, okay?

She's into you.

Wow, really?

Huh, Lois.

I just...

You gotta
be kidding me.

Gary?

Hey!

Hey, how's it
going, guys?

Hey, did you
find ginnie?

Was she
at the cafe?

No.
Aw, bummer. Bummer.

You don't think
she got kidnapped,
do you?

No! Jesus, Gary!

Hey, does Roberta
know you're here?

Yeah. Yeah, no.

She sent me out
for groceries.

Um, I had to replace
the cheese.

Yeah, so how's that going,
the grocery shopping?

I don't know.
I think I just,
um, needed...

Air.

Yeah, 'cause
actually, uh...

I don't know
if you guys noticed,

but Roberta and i
have actually

been having a lot
of problems lately.

No shit? Really?

No idea.
Apparently,

the sight of my face
nauseates her

is what she told me
verbatim.
Mm.

Sorry to hear that, gare.

Thanks.

Uh, how 'bout if i
buy you another one?

Yeah! Yeah, man!
Now we're talking!

Definitely!

Yeah, one more
for our friend.

One more.
Yeah, on him. He's--

I got it.
On him, yeah.

Bartender: All right.
Mm.

Always tastes better
when it's free. Heh.

It does, though,
a little bit.

Yeah, no,
i remember those days.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. God.

Okay, back to business.

What do we know
about this guy, Mr. hot stuff?

Mr. who?

Ginnie's got
a new boyfriend.

Really?
Damn it.

For you, man.
Damn it.

That sucks
for you.

We know he's
a regular at the club.

Bartender says
he's a big tipper.

And he's ripped,
apparently.

So he goes to the gym,
frequents nightclubs,

likes to throw
his money around,

maybe act like a big shot.

Sounds like
an asshole.

This is what I'm saying.
I smell a rat here.

What about
with Martin?

Did you smell a rat
when you met him?

No, no rat.

Field mouse, maybe.

Field mouse.

Hah hah.

He's right.

You're
a field mouse, bro.

This is great.

This is what
I'm talking about.

This is just guys
being guys,

drinking beer,
and busting balls.

"Field mouse."

Mm. Mm-mmm.

Next round is on me.
I insist.

You've been
more than generous,
Mr. gallo.

Got an emergency 20
in here somewhere.

No way.

I been looking
for this,

my 'shrooms.

You guys want some?
Huh?

Hey, we should
do these together,

go camping.
Joshua tree.

You should probably
put those away, like, now.

Wait.

Japanese paper.

Gary: Hey, man.

Gary,
you dumbass, drug-addled
son of a bitch,

I could kiss you
right now.

Okay, but we
should wait

'til after we
eat the 'shrooms.

Are you kidding me?

Are you just
completely out to lunch?

Martin, who cares?

We have
ginnie's address.
Come on. Let's go.

No, no, no, no.
We've been searching
for ginnie all day and night

all over town
while her address

has been sitting
in his pocket,

wrapping
his stupid 'shrooms!

Martin, man,
i-I'm really sorry.

I am,
but you just--

Martin,
come on.

Let it go.

Field mouse, huh?

Hey, guys, wait.

Can I come?

Gary: Whoo-hoo!

This is great, really.

Really great, man.

Call to adventure,
you know?

We're on the case.

Oh, you know what it's--
it's, um--

it's like that movie,
that movie...

John Wayne--

Whoa!

Whuhh!

Mr. gallo, you sure
you're okay to drive?

Sound like my ex.
"The searchers."

"The searchers."
That's it.

Man,
that's an awesome movie.

Hey, do either of you
have any weed on you?

I don't like to 'shroom
without a little weed.

You know, I bet
i can get my dealer
to come meet us.

What's the, um--
Gary...

We're not gonna have
your weed dealer

meet us at
my daughter's place.

Right. No, right.
Right. Um...

Oh, shit.

Sycamore, right?

What's the address?

1030 sycamore.

Terri sadler.

That's her roommate,
right?

Yeah, that's her.
She's the--

the jittery girl.
You know her, right?

No, but keep asking.

I'm coming.

I'm coming.

I can't
get unbuckled.

Gary, just stay
with the car.

Mm-

Windows are dark.

Yeah, well, some people

are actually asleep
after midnight.

Okay. When you and ginnie
lived together,

where did you hide
the spare key?

Where?

Um, that's not
really, um--

that's
kind of private.

Martin, I'm not
gonna rob you.

What am I gonna take,
your bong?

Where did you
hide the key?

It was under a rock,
but...

What--
what are you gonna--

no, you're not gonna--
it's okay.

I'm her father.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Mr. gallo, you are not--

Martin, I need to see
if my daughter is in trouble.

Okay, this is
a very bad idea.

You know what, Martin?
I'm starting to see why
ginnie kicked you to the curb.

Oh, are you? And why's that?
Yeah.

'Cause you're
a namby-pamby,

little fucking
pain in the ass.

Now move it.

No.

Seriously?

Martin, you do not
want to be standing

in my fucking way
right now.

Fine.

That's what I thought.

Fuck this.

Shit.

Gary: Because it's--
it's frustrating,

'cause you
don't trust me
like I trust you!

Because all
you wanna do

is sit around watching
"game of thrones"

and fantasize
about Jaime lannister!

You do! You want
to bang the shit

out of Jaime lannister!
That's fine!

I don't get mad at you,
because I get it!

Even with one hand,
he's beautiful!

Hello.

Anybody home?

Shit.

Woman:
Hello.

Mr. gallo.

I think ginnie's room's
over here.

Thank fucking god.

What the fuck?

Wait. Hold on.

I found out
where ginnie is.

Where?
She went on vacation

with her new boyfriend.

His name is kip.

Kip.
Yeah.

I think it sounds
pretty serious.

Gary: And guess what, babe.

'Member those 'shrooms

you wouldn't let me
take on Halloween?

Well, trick or treat,

'cause I'm taking 'em
right now.

Mmm. Delicious.

I can eat 'shrooms.
I can eat sun chips.

I can eat fucking cheese,
because I'm my own man.

I have something
inside of me.

I have potential.

I-- hello. Hel--

all right, it's Gary.
Call me back.

wait a minute.
How do you know

where she is?
Don't get mad.

Terri: Hello?
Is someone there?

Hello?

Shh.
Uh...

Hi...

There. This is--

No, no, no. It's...

What is
this girl's name?

Um, Tammy, Toni, uh...

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Frank: Hey, it's okay.
It's okay. You know him.

Run!

I will fucking
murder you!

You don't know her?
No.

I don't fucking know her.

Terri: I will
fucking kill you!

Do you hear that,
you motherfucker?!

I have a gun!

You motherfucker,
i will...

What do we do?

No way.

No way.
Come on.

...fucking calling
the motherfucking cops
on you!

I am not getting
arrested tonight.

Wait. Oh.

So beautiful.

I know how you found out
ginnie's on vacation.

You called her mom.
Yeah, that's right.

I did. I called
Connie, who actually
talks to ginnie

and cares about what's
going on in her life

and knows where
the hell she is.

You had no right to do that.
I told you I didn't
want to worry her.

Are you serious?
Yeah.

We should have called
12 hours ago.

Like, then,
maybe you wouldn't
have home invaded.

It's complicated,
okay?

I didn't do right

by ginnie's mom. I...

Fucked around
when ginnie was little.

Yeah, it's old news.
I've heard all about it,
believe me.

You got a lot of nerve
talking to me like that.

Ginnie's mom is fine,
Mr. gallo.

She's happily remarried.
She got over it years ago.

Ginnie did, too.

Freeze! Stop right there!

I'm gonna let it shine.

I'm gonna let it shine.

I'm gonna
let it shine.

I'm shining my light!

This is the police.
Don't move.

Just to be clear,
I've always been there
for my daughter.

I gave her
everything she wanted.

How 'bout
your attention?

Oh, sh...
Fuck.

Hi.

We, uh-- could we
use your bathroom?

Toilet is
for customers only.

Uh, here.

Come on.

Are you fucking
kidding me?

Sorry. Look,
uh, my fault.

Here you go.
Thank you. Come on.

Let's go.

Both of you,
on the ground now!

This day is never-ending.
What is this?

I'm sure
it's nothing, babe.

It's fine.

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.

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 fuck up, okay?!

Just shut
the fuck 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 fucking
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 shit?

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?

He's more
of a call you

from jail
at 4:00 A.M.

Because I'm
tripping my balls off
kind of guy.

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.

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 asshole?

I don't know.

Why is the sky blue?

Jimothy:
No, no, no.

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 shit, 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

fucking call me
frank already?

Thanks for coming, frank.

That's nice stuff
up there.

Seriously,
really, really good.
I enjoyed it.

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?
http://archiveha.net/

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
before the second set.

I think you should.
Are you gonna be...

I'm totally good.

Okay.

Um...

Martin...

Get over there.

they sound
real good tonight.

Yeah.
You Martin's dad?

His dad? No, no, no.

No, I'm, uh...

whoo!