Will: See, look... Just think of it as honeys on my hip, Uncle Phil, you know? It's like I need to keep in touch with my squaws, right? See otherwise, you know, they get all frazzled and frantic and everything. You know how it is, right, Uncle Phil?
Philip: No, I do not.
Will: Well, that's because you only got one squaw and you all never go nowhere.
Vivian: Well, this one squaw says take your behind upstairs, change, and no beeper. And, Philip, how come we don't ever go nowhere?