Top Dog: Yo, homey, I'm not supposed to say anything but you have nothing to worry about. You're in.
Will: Your word, me and Carlton got in?
Top Dog: Well, not exactly. I mean, you're cool and all, but Carlton... Well, he's not exactly our type. [Carlton dances]
Will: Say, what do you mean, "not our type"?
Top Dog: Well, Carlton is not like you and me. You know what I'm saying?
Will: No, I don't know what you're saying.
Top Dog: Will, Carlton doesn't exactly exemplify what I think a Phi Beta Gamma is.
Will: Oh, and what is that?
Top Dog: Well, it's not Ralph Lauren shirts, wingtip shoes and corporate America. We don't need a brother like him in this fraternity.
Will: Man, he is exactly what you need in this fraternity. I mean, Carlton has been a straight-A student since preschool. He gives you 150 percent every time.
Top Dog: Look, Will, I realize he's your cousin and you have to defend him but this discussion is closed.