Carlton: I'm totally in your debt, Will.
Will: Pfft. Come on, you don't owe me nothing.
Carlton: Yes, I do. If you ever need anything, anything, it's yours.
Will: Well, uh... you could talk to Uncle Phil about, you know, sliding me into his will. Forty, 50 G's, you know?
Carlton: Actually, my father and I aren't seeing eye to eye right now. I feel like everything he's ever said to me was a lie.
Will: Come on, Carlton, that's a little hard, don't you think?
Carlton: I spend my life believing in law and order, following the rules. Then some maniac pulls a gun and all the rules change. Well, I'm sick of being a follower, sick of being a victim. I'm gonna start making some rules.