Will: [purrs] What's up, baby, why don't you stenog your number down for me, you know? Hmm, girl, you look so good, I wish I could plant you and grow a whole field of y'all.
Philip: Will, would you approach the bench, please?
Will: Yeah, just a second, Uncle Phil--
Philip: Get your butt over here. Closer.
Will: Huh?
Philip: Come on. A little closer. Come on. Come on. Yes. Come on. [slaps Will] May I remind you that you are here to help me, not help yourself? Now, you sit your butt down over there and shut up!
Will: Kong not happy.