Ridley re-entered the house and became zombified, and then pursued Tracy (who was unloading the RV) and Jason (who was filming her).In the big city, an ugly monument to Peace and Prosperity was dramatically unveiled before an assembled, dignified civic group.However, a report from the Star DestroyerAvengerclaimed hat Imperial fighters had already located theFalcon, and its tail (the main rear deflector shield) had been struck by a blast, crippling it from entering light-speed.He explains pain-avoidance to her:Mrs.Pilletti (serving dinner): So, what are you gonna do tonight Marty?Marty: I don't know, Ma.I'm all knocked out.I may just hang around he house.Mrs.Pilletti: Why don't you go to the Stardust Ballroom?Marty: What?Mrs.Pilletti: I say, why don't you go to the Stardust Ballroom? It's loaded with tomatoes.Marty: It's loaded with what?Mrs.Pilletti: Tomatoes.Marty: (laughs) Who told you about the Stardust Ballroom, Ma?Mrs.Pilletti: Tommy.[Tommy is Marty's married cousin.] He say it was a very nice place.Marty: Oh, Thomas.Ma, it's just a big dance hall, that's all it is.I been there a hundred times.Loaded with tomatoes - boy, you're funny, Ma.Mrs.Pilletti: Marty, I don't want you to hang around the house tonight.I want you to go take a shave and go dance.Marty: (pleading) Ma, when you gonna give up? You got a bachelor on your hands.I ain't never gonna get married.Mrs.Pilletti: You're gonna get married.Marty: Ma, sooner or later, there comes a point in a man's life when he's gotta face some facts.And one fact I gotta face is that, whatever it is that women like, I ain't got it.I chased after enough girls in my life.I-I went to enough dances.I got hurt enough.I don't wanna get hurt no more.I just called up a girl this afternoon, and I got a real brush-off, boy! I figured I was past the point of being hurt, but that hurt.