After Hours is an American comedy thriller film released in 1985, directed by Martin Scorsese and written by Joseph Minion. It depicts a New Yorker, word processor Paul Hackett (Griffin Dunne), who experiences a series of adventures and perils in trying to make his way home from SoHo.

... How easily a dangerous situation can develop if we don't actively put defenses in place. We can sometimes make the mistake of enjoying overly-casual behavior with friends or co-workers of the opposite sex - a sort of 'safe flirting.' What we don't realize is that this could leave us vulnerable in an unguarded moment. Written by Shane Sooter

A meek word processor impulsively travels to Manhattan's Soho District to date an attractive but apparently disturbed young woman and finds himself trapped there in a nightmarishly surreal vortex of improbable coincidences and farcical circumstances. Written by Gabe Taverney (duke1029@aol.com)

Paul meets Marcy at a coffee shop after work, and gets her phone number. He calls her, she asks him to come over, and things take a turn for the bizarre. Paul spends the rest of the night trying to get home, dealing with angry cabbies, dead women (and their bartender husbands), clumsy catburglars, quirky sculptresses, unstable waitresses, condescending bouncers, and irate mobs led by ice cream truck drivers along the way. Written by Andy Peters

A New York office worker has "a very strange night" when he ventures for a late night date with a woman he just meets, which turns into waking nightmare when one mishap after another strands him in a hostile neighborhood in his quest to return home before morning. Written by Anonymous

Paul Hacketts embarks on a trip to SoHo in hopes of scoring with a pretty women he just met, but when his money flies out the window he is stuck in SoHo. The movie details his experiences that night with a wide array of criminals, kooks, psychotics, sadomasochists, punks, and an angry mob trying to kill him. Strangely, the seemingly disconnected events are interwoven in unusual and unexpected ways. Written by Andrew Hyatt

Conjure up an urban world where apparently friendly young ladies all turn out to be somewhere between odd and crazy. Then imagine you're up here to see one such girl and your last bill has flown out of the cab window on the way. Then pretend your date has committed suicide, you've somehow got branded as a serial robber, and another girl is after you with her ice cream van. You could well be Paul Hackett stranded in New York's SoHo in the early hours miles away from your uptown word processing job. You've got some change but since the subway fares went up at midnight, not enough to get back. Who do you call? Definitely not the police. Written by Jeremy Perkins