Carlton: Will made me do it. He held a fork to my head.
Will: All right, it's like this, Uncle Phil. We was coming in here to put back the silverware that we lifted because we thought that she stole it from Aunt Viv and, then we found out that she ain't lift nothing.
Sonya Lamor: That's right, darling. I'm the last real woman in this zip code.
Philip: Sonya, rest assured these two young men will be strongly disciplined.
Police Officer: All right, everybody, just stay right where you are. We got a report of a break-in.
Will: Put your hands down.
Carlton: I didn't want to steal the silver. And I didn't want to break back in to return it. And I didn't want to hide under the furniture like a bad old episode of Laverne & Shirley. Now I'm gonna be sent off to rot in jail. This is all your fault. [Carlton goes to hit Will with the gloves, but Will ducks so he slaps the police officer]
Sonya Lamor: I have witnesses. It wasn't me.