Will: Hey, come on, Uncle Phil. Why don't you be reasonable. When's the last time a teacher from Bel-Air Academy came to the house?
Philip: Look, the girl went and changed schools behind my back. Now, in this house, that constitutes a capital crime.
Will: But she had a good reason, Uncle Phil.
Philip: Look, my wife's nephew. I want Ashley in Bel-Air Academy where there's a controlled environment. I know who's there. But, more importantly, I know who's not.
Will: Listen, I'm telling you, man. Listen, I went to both public and private schools and I'm saying in public school, it's more different kinds of people, you know. In Bel-Air Academy, everybody cut from the same mold. Hey, if you ask me, you acting like a...
[After Uncle Phil inches towards Will, he goes and hides behind the table]
Will: Snob. I'm gonna just go.