out!
Yeah, okay, okay, well,
you just remember that you
didn't spend any
of that money on me.
It doesn't matter, bro.
You are in this with me.
I'm not going down alone.
Wait a second, man,
what are you talking about?
It's not my fault that you spent all
that money on those clothes, shoes,
this big gas-guzzling tank,
and that penthouse of yours.
Diavolo, I didn't say it was your
fault, I said it was your problem.
Now we have to find
ourselves a patsy, okay?
Well, what kind of
patsy you talking about?
I don't know.
Somebody who could be
Doctor Detroit,
whatever the hell that is.
A yo-yo.
Where are you gonna
find a geek like that?
Yep, yep, how was it?
Terrible.
"Mulligatawny soup,
lamb vindaloo,
alu parathas, saag"...
All on the special.
Perfect.
Excuse me, please.
Pardon me, sir.
Guptar!
Mr. Skridlow, welcome.
Namaste.
Namaste.
Please, this way.
Mr. Skridlow,
the lamb vindaloo is
very, very good this evening.
That's just what
I was thinking.
What a coincidence.
I will bring
the waiter over right away.
Thank you.
Thank you.
So he wears
this little sailor suit
And I do my best
"Flower of the Orient" number.
Like it's 1931 and we're
in Long Bar in Shanghai.
That sounds like fun.
Till we play
"find the gunboat. "
Hey!
Isn't that the funny-looking
guy with the great legs?
Ooh, yeah.
Great legs, nice tushie,
I think he's cute.
Hi, honey.
Ah, he didn't hear me.
Hiya, girls.
I'm sorry I'm late.
Hey, you made it.
Just barely.
Ah, Bourbon, no ice, double.
What's the matter, Smoothie,
you had a rough day, honey?
Been talking business
all day long.
Just money, money.
Blah, blah...
And?
And, everything is fine.
Girls, girls, look,
it takes a lot of
time and energy
just to cover our investments
every day, okay?
I don't wanna talk
about it during dinner.
Okay.
Okay.
Fine.
Hey, Smooth.
Look, your old friend.
Son of a bitch.
Here we are, sir.
Yeah, listen.
You see the guy over here?
The four-eyed gentleman with
his nose buried in the book?
Sir?
The guy with
the seat-cover sport jacket.
Yes, sir.
I wanna buy him a drink.
Yes, sir.
No, uh, I wanna
buy him dinner.
Very good, sir.
Chop, chop.
Mmm, generous!
Excuse me, sir,
but the gentleman
at the table opposite you
with the young ladies
would like you to
join him for dinner.
Really? I can't believe it.
Sell it, girls.
I wonder what
the man could want.
Homosexual come-on, maybe.
No, he couldn't be gay,
not with all those
beautiful women.
And even if he is,
maybe they're not.
What harm in accepting
the man's hospitality?
But, no free lunch
in this world, say I.
I can thank him though.
Yes.
Yes, I'll thank him.
That's
the decent thing to do.
Uh, this is
most unexpected.
Do I know you?
Perhaps you were in my
Comp-Lit 101 class at Monroe?
I don't believe so.
Excuse me, I'm Jasmine...
And I'm totally
thoughtless.
Allow me to
introduce everyone.
This is Karen,
and I'm Smooth Walker.
This is Monica,
Hello.
Jasmine, of course,
and this is Thelma.
You are...
Uh, Clifford Skridlow.
My friends call me Cliff.
Clifford, oh, how cute.
Well, join us, Cliff.
Uh, well,
I- I've... I've already ordered...
Why don't I have Mr. Skridlow's
dinner brought to this table?
Why don't you?
Great.
Here comes
that chair, Cliff.
Just slip right in.
We'll have another fresh
drink for our new friend Cliff.
How very gracious
of you.
Can you tell us
anything at all about this
tandoori thing?
Oh, you've ordered
the tandoori?
Well, uh,
you're going to enjoy it.
It's... It's really
a marvelous technique.
It's a miniature clay oven,
completely enclosed, a marinade,
and the heat of the oven
and the enclosure on top
that keeps the juices in,
uh, and, uh, thus causes
the, uh, meat
to come out pink.
Ooh, I love it.
Thank you
for coming.
Thank you,
my good man.
I got it, honey.
Come on.
Come on.
Fresh air gives one a
decided lift, doesn't it?