Will: Tell me this, Doogie. How is it possible that we're losing?
Carlton: I can't pull a vowel to save my life.
Tiffany: As soon as you get warm, I wanna see some skin again.
Will: You're on the demanding side, ain't you, girl?
Tiffany: Hey, just play them or lose them.
Will: Hey. Hey. This thing is not over yet. Ah! Four. All right. All right. A four-letter word, four-letter word. Eenie, meenie, minie, mo... now some of y'all's clothes gots to go.