Jazz: I bet it was the killer, right?
Carlton: Are you in or out?
Jazz: I'm out, I'm out.
Carlton: Tough break. Your full house would have beaten my seven high.
Jazz: I bet it was the killer, right?
Will: Look, Jazz, I just don't feel comfortable telling you any more, man. Who knows? Your life could be in danger.
Jazz: What life? I'm a married man. By the way, if Jewel asks, we were at our pottery class tonight. So I bet it was the killer, right?
Will: All right, all right, I'll tell you, but ante up first.