Carl Weathers: Oh, hey, Buster. I thought you had class.
Buster: I thought you had class. My brother-in-law fires you, and you move in on my girlfriend?
Carl Weathers: Come on now. Wait a minute. This is purely a social call. You know, just two adults gettin' a stew on, man.
Buster: I don't know what that means, but it sounds disgusting.
Lucille Austero: Hey, Buster. Gee, I thought you had class.
Buster: I thought you had class!