Carlton: I really, really hate you.
Will: I hate you, too. Just get out of my bed, then. Ah, man, nice, firm mattress, just like the one at Paula's house.
Carlton: First, you steal my woman, and now you steal my bed.
Will: Look, man, let's get something straight right now. I did not steal your woman. I rescued her, and she thanked me... over and over, and over.
Carlton: [sings] Raindrops keep falling on my head, And just like the guy whose feet are too big...
Will: All right, stop singing. Over and over and over.
Carlton: Why don't you act like an adult?
Will: Why don't you look like one?