Will: [on the phone] Yes. Yes, I love you too, Mom. Yes, Mommy. Okay. Mom! No, I'm not gonna get my nose pierced. Yes, Mom, I'm very happy with the holes that God gave me. Mom. Am I eating a balanced diet? [weighs a pizza slice and a chocolate snack in his hand] I'd say so. Mom, no, I'm not making any extra work for Geoffrey. [throws a soda can back, which Geoffrey catches] He hardly even knows I'm here. Mom, I told you this morning, Carlton and I are getting along great. Mom, I keep- Yo, everything is Mop & Glo, Mom. They love me here. [crashing sound]
Philip: [o.s.] Will!
Will: Excuse me, Mom, me and Uncle Phil are about to go for a run.