You're looking good-
- Someone called.
- Your mom's been in an accident.
- Good.
She's in the hospital!
Get out of my face, will you?
Tell her why you don't
want me to talk to her.
Go ahead. Tell her.
Tell her Randy's making it with some
lady old enough to be my mother.
Come on, Jen.
Let's get out of here.
Hey, Tony! I'm sorry to interrupt,
but I need a really-
I need a really big favor.
Randy, what is wrong now?
You gotta deliver this
to the Wilshire Motel, Room 214.
But it is all broken.
The tip will be very small.
Don't worry about the tip.
You gotta tell the woman
that you're very sorry.
There are no more anchovies. She
should go home and forget about it.
- But we have many anchovies.
- Yeah, I know. Just do it.
Okay.
You son of a bitch!
Listen, man, I tried to tell her.
She wouldn't listen!
How could you?
What kind of amoral chump are you?
- I wouldn't call it amoral.
- It's the sickest thing I've ever heard!
Oh, come on. I tried
to cover for you. I honestly did.
Then Jory got to her.
Jory got to my mother?
- God! That is aw-
- No!
- Jenny!
- Jenny?
- She's here?
- Yes.
Where is she?
What did she say?
Does she want to get back together?
This is great.
Not, not really.
Hello, I-
If you say another word,
I swear to God, I'll lose my nerve.
- Diane!
- No. Dad?
- Did a girl named Jenny call?
- No.
Son, I think your mother
is gonna divorce me.
- What?
- I think your mother has left.
- You mean she's not back yet?
- Back from where?
- From wherever she went.
- No.
And tonight of all nights.
At a party where
every person we know...
...is gonna watch a marriage
of 20 years go down the tube.
- No!
- Yes.
- I bet she went to Tiki Joe's.
- Tiki Joe's?
To check on the last-minute details.
You know how she gets!
- I'm gonna stop her.
- What?
Help her. While you get
ready to go. Okay! Oh, good.
Get ready!
You are very beautiful.
I'm sorry. I can't do this.
I thought I could.
- But I just can't.
- I have respect for this.
Oh, well, thank you.
That's very nice of you.
- You are not cheap and easy.
- No. I tried, but it's just not me.
- Forget pizza. I buy you real dinner.
- No.
Dinner and a movie.
- No. Thank you, no.
- I pay!
No! Look, I don't want
to sleep with you or date you.
I just want to leave now.
- You mean, you say no to me?
- Yes, I say no and goodbye.
- You cannot leave.
- Oh, $200 dollars, right?
No, it's $ 12.50.
I give you coupon discount.
You give coupons?
Not for everyone. A privilege.
You are not the regular
American woman.
And I am not the regular delivery boy.
Oh, my God. You're not?
No. He asked me to come here...
...and say we have
no more anchovies.
But I cannot lie to you, my darling.
- I have many anchovies for you-
- Oh, no! No! Please!
Oh, this is a horrible mistake.
I'm so-
Oh, my God! Oh, you're just some-
Oh, my God!
You cannot not leave. Wait!
My anniversary party.
Oh, Joe's already there.
Oh, God! All those people!
Wait!
- I'm such a jerk.
- Come on, Jenny.
I was so stupid to come here without
calling first. What was I thinking?
I hate to say it,
but the guy never appreciated you.
I was just starting
to get over him too.
Jen, don't be so hard on yourself.
I mean, so you made a mistake.
Big deal.
You're a terrific person.
You have everything going for you.
Hey, come on.
Onward and upward, right?
Yeah.
Yeah, I guess, I-
- Jory!
- You know, we'd be good together.
- Get off me!
- We both need it.
Get off!
Stop!
Stop! Stop!
Thank you so much.
You have just saved my life.
This guy was...
- No funny cash withdrawals.
- Me neither.
Sleazeball's a pro.
He's gotta be paid somehow.
- Well, he wouldn't accept credit cards.
- Hold it.
I've got three charges for deliveries
from someplace called Seсor Pizza.
So?
Sold for 200 bucks a pop.
And Monica hates pizza.
Wait a minute.
- I got five of those.
- Oh, no.
No, Jesus Christ!
- I love you!
- Go away!
-