Philip: Will has something to tell you.
Will: Come on, Uncle Phil, don't make me-
Philip: Go ahead, Will.
Will: Um... The pills that Carlton took, they were from my locker.
Vivian: What?
Will: I'm sorry, Aunt Viv. I mean, I had basketball practice, and I had finals, and everything... And one of the guys at school just offered me some stuff to help me stay awake. And then Carlton... Look, all I know is that somebody real close to me that I love a whole lot could be dead right now and it would be all my fault. I'm sorry, man. I'm sorry.
Philip: Come here. Come here.
Will: I'm sorry I did it.
Philip: It's okay.