Philip: That is enough. I have never been so embarrassed in my entire life. And to think the two people responsible for it are my own family. My own flesh and blood.
Will: Um... Technically, Uncle Phil, I'm not really your flesh and blood. See, my Mom and Aunt Viv, they... I see where you going with this though.
Philip: Do you?
Will: Oh, yeah, I can see. Pssh-pssh!
Philip: Then tell me, what is it? Haven't I done enough for you? Taking you into my home, huh? Treated you with respect. Maybe I did something to hurt you, is that it?
Will: No. Come on, Uncle Phil. No. No, that's not it.
Philip: Then why?
Will: I don't- I don't know.
Philip: And you my own daughter. My first-born. [sighs] I don't know if there's a knife that could cut as deeply.