Woman: I have a question for Mr. Banks. Has being in politics ruined your sex life?
Philip: No, mine's great, how's yours, honey? [laughs]
Will: Oprah, I have a question.
Oprah Winfrey: Will, I missed you. Okay.
Will: My question is for Mrs. Banks. Mrs. Banks, let's say that your oldest sister, who sacrificed her whole life to raise you, sent her only son out to live with you and you promised to treat him like your own. Um, and just for the sake of argument, let's call him Will. Would you bring him on the Oprah Winfrey Show with you or would you make him sit in the audience like you're ashamed of him?
Vivian: We're not ashamed of you. It's just... Sit down, shut up, and behave yourself.
Oprah Winfrey: Okay, let me take a wild stab in the dark here. You all are related?
Will: Yes, Oprah. See, it's all coming out, it's all coming out.
Oprah Winfrey: Anybody got a tissue, anybody? Thank you. Yes. Here, you poor sweetheart. Blow. You poor baby. [Will whimpers] I mean, I think this is terrible. This is- You should go up there and be with your family, where you belong. Don't you think so, audience? Go on up there and be with your family, where you belong.
Will: Move, Ashley, move. Thank you, Oprah.