Will: Okay, check it out, check it out. So we had Mikey the Mustang here wrapped up in blankets in the back of the Volvo, right? So we about to jet off campus. All of a sudden... [Jazz imitates a siren] It's like, "Oh, five-0!" Right, yo, we knew we was busted.
Jazz: Man, I saw my whole record flash before my eyes.
Will: Yeah, I had to think fast, right? So I put on this real sincere face, before I knew it I had this cop convinced I was Sidney Poitier's son. Who's the man? Who is the man? It's me. Y'all ain't gotta say nothing, go on. Get on fools.