Will: Your son is about to throw his life away and all you can say is "fine"?
Philip: Look, if I stop him from bowling, I will be doing exactly what he's accusing me of. He just needs a little space. He will get over this.
Will: Uncle Phil, man, I think we need to nip this thing in the bud.
Philip: Oh, it's just a phase, Will. Just a phase.
Will: Just a phase? We worked our fingers to the bone to put him through school. He's about to throw it all away and I'm the only one who wants to do anything? It is a sad, sad day when Will Smith becomes the voice of reason.