Weather Girl Page #3
comments
like you always do
Is not the best way
to help Sylvia.
- I undermine you?
When have I ever undermine--
- I don't know why I'm here.
I don't feel
like being out tonight.
Why did I go out tonight?
I should be at home.
I should be at home,
sitting on the couch,
Eating ice cream, and watching
old movies or something.
- What you need is a cocktail
and your girlfriends.
- Yes.
- Hey, weather girl.
- Hi.
- Dale is such an a**hole.
You go, girl.
- Who says, "You go, girl"?
- Okay, yeah, no,
I need another drink.
- Honey, let me tell you
something.
I am so proud
of what you did today.
- Yeah, me too.
- You did exactly
what I would have done.
- Me too.
- Gave it to him
in front of everyone.
- And the b*tch.
- The mousy b*tch.
- There is no way that frail
little b*tch is good in bed.
No way.
- Well, thanks, you guys.
You know, I didn't plan it.
It just sort of--
Blah, happened.
- So what are you
going to do now, love?
- Uh, send out my resume,
I guess.
- Oh, a weather girl resume?
What?
She's a weather girl.
- I'm a broadcast journalist,
Jane.
- Jesus, Jane,
she's a broadcast journalist.
What is wrong with you?
- I made a mistake.
- Look, there are four other
local news stations
With morning, afternoon,
And nighttime news programs,
right?
So there's got to be something
out there, I think.
- Mm.
- Mm-Hmm.
- Oh, incoming.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Excuse me for interrupting.
My friends and I over there,
we had a bet.
Are you that chick
That totally lost her sh*t
on that news guy?
[Bottle fizzes]
- [Gasps]
Jesus christ.
- No, Byron, actually.
- Who are you?
- I'm Byron.
- And why are you here?
- I'm a friend of Walt's.
- What?
Wha-Wha-What is that?
- Oh, that's you, actually.
- What am I...
what am I doing
on the computer?
- Uh, you're freaking out.
Here, it's actually
my favorite part.
- But despite
the amateurish sex,
I somehow developed
an attachment
To the walking haircut
sitting in that chair.
- [Chuckles]
I'm sorry.
I love it when you call him
a haircut.
I don't know why.
- Why--Why am I on there?
- You're everywhere.
You're on a bunch
of film sites.
I mean, just alone today
I've gotten ten emails
from people,
And only one of them
was from Walt.
- Wait, Walt sent this to you?
- Yeah, Walt and others.
[Door clicks open]
Hey, Walt.
- Hey.
- Hey, Walt.
- Hey.
What?
I didn't do anything.
Hey!
Ow!
What--
- Get in there.
- What are you--Why are you
tugging on me?
- I am on the internet.
- Well, yeah.
It was a pretty funny breakdown.
People like seeing others
lose it.
- I did not lose it.
- Okay.
- And who is this person?
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
"Weather Girl" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 6 May 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/weather_girl_23179>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In