Will: About to shake them, not trying to break them. Let's go. Looking for Little Joe. Everybody scream when "deuce deuce" hit the floor.
Carlton: There, right where you belong, in jail.
Will: Hey, Aunt Viv, can I borrow some money for protection while I'm in the slammer? I am kind of cute, you know.
Vivian: Sorry, baby, the rent just went up. And I am moving on up to Park Place. My turn. Looking for Little Joe, Momma's gonna buy a new Gucci bag from the store.