Back at the dinner table, Gabby's telling her side of the story. She felt that Corey was feeling tension from Vince and that it wasn't okay for him to try to get the girls involved in the situation. Gabby's not suffering from delusions. She knows that everyone at the table is ready to kick Corey's testicles inside out. And it's about time this hatred for this fake, phony, whiny bitch baby is brought out into the open.
Back to Corey. He's still trying desperately to dredge up some tears, to no avail. He thinks back to that fateful day when he was five and his Dad stood over him with a leather belt, slicing open the skin on his back with each whip as he screamed, "Get back on your bike, you spineless pussy!" Still nothing. That still doesn't stop him from playing the victim here. "I'm just [sniff] nervous about the wedding and [sniff] have a lot [sob] of things on my [snort] mind right now," he fake-sobs. Meanwhile, Corey Haim is sitting in the basement of his mom's house, huffing off some deodorant cans and thanking God that he's not as bad off as the other Corey.
Back to the restaurant, Vince is knee-dragging drunk as he says, "If this were Survivor, Corey would be the first one voted off the island!" Everyone laughs uproariously because they know it's true. Then they all get a bit melancholy because they know they'll never get another high-profile gig like Survivor ever again. It grows quiet at the table as reality sets in.
Back to Corey...Corey's trying to relay the story about how he made a billion dollars before he was three weeks old, but he can't do it because he's just too damned distraught. He apologizes to the American public for the world premiere of his emotional breakdown and walks away from the camera sobbing.
Manny's voice-over says that with all the drama floating around the place like a Spelling family reunion, they all felt it would be best if everyone -- get ready now -- DANCED! This was done so there would be no hard feelings, because if there's one thing we learned from Footloose, it's that dancing solves everything. By this point, even Corey's back in the spirit of things, breaking out one of Michael Jackson's moves where he starts to take his jacket off, leaving it at his elbows and then bobbing his head like a chicken pecking its food. Did I say "chicken"? I meant to say "cock." They show Gabby dancing. Or...I think she's dancing. She's very violent in her dancing techniques. She's got the whole Elaine Benes/Nazi waltz instructor dance step down pat, that's for sure. The club management comes over and asks Gabby to please refrain from dancing due to the other patrons' complaints that she keeps jamming her thumb in their eyes. Manny Mo hits the floor and is quickly surrounded by twenty-year-old groupies who remember watching him on Webster. Manny Mo says he doesn't know exactly why, but every time he hits the dance floor, there's a Manny Sandwich. He's oblivious to the latest craze that's sweeping through the club scene from coast to coast: dirty dancing with homely midgets in order to steal their wallets to buy more Ecstasy. Vince admits that Manny is a chick magnet. Somebody must have slipped Vince a mickey.