Lester: Helen, now that I've got you in a room without books there's something I've got to tell you.
Aunt Helen: Ain't nobody gonna tell me nothing! Lester, don't make me get ethnic on you!
Lester: Oh, damn. Woman, would you for once let me do the talking? Now, Anita is a-
Aunt Helen: l bet the hussy has a weave. And she's younger than I am, too. Isn't she?
Lester: Anita's my psychiatrist. I've been seeing her since I was passed over for that promotion at the plant. When I missed out on that job, I lost my confidence.
Aunt Helen: Well, I knew you lost something but... I didn't know it was your confidence.
Lester: Well, why do you think I started seeing a shrink?
Aunt Helen: Will, cover your ears.
Will: Oh, yes, ma'am.