Carlton: Well, Melinda, I've been charitable so far, but now's the time to take off the gloves. You don't know what a date with Will is like. One evening, not so long ago, Will was walking a young lady home.
[fantasy:]
Will: Yo, I told you, babe. A date with me is a night to remember. What'd you think of dinner?
Cheryl: Dinner? It was just a Slurpee.
Will: Oh, I did that for you, baby. You know, keep that body of yours slim, trim, and ready for action.
Cheryl: Well, your hamburger and fries sure did look good.
Will: Baby, that's man food.
Cheryl: It's getting awfully late, Will. Shouldn't we take a cab?
Will: Well, that's awfully expensive, baby. Let's just walk down this dark alley.
Man: All right, punk. Your money or your girlfriend.
Will: My brother, you're making this too easy. [pushes Cheryl towards the bad guys]
Cheryl: Will!
Carlton: Unhand her.
Man: And who are you?
Carlton: Banks. Carlton Banks. [dances, knocking the two guys out, and then holds Cheryl in his arms]