Carlton: $24, $25. Gosh. Who'd have thought they'd pay you so little for selling your blood? How do you feel, Will?
Will: l'm fine. [flops onto the couch]
Carlton: Oh, buck up. You only have to give blood 50 more times to get Mom's bracelet back.
Will: There's gotta be an easier way, man. If I could just get them classifieds.
Carlton: You're not gonna hit me with this, are you?
Will: I'd like to. But I see three of you, and I don't know which one to hit.