Lisa: I know that hand.
Will: Um... See, what had happened at first was... See, at first, I was at the game but then a sniper came. And... The coach had got shot.
Jana: I know someone who should be shot.
Lisa: Will, you lied to me.
Will: Wait. Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute, Lisa. Now, come on, now, if this was two months ago by now I'd have been up in this party in my drawers doing the Tootsie Roll. But I'm not having any fun right now. And you know why? Because I feel guilty. That's right, I'm at Hoochie Phi Hoochie and I ain't having no fun. Now, that's progress.
Will: Whoa, whoa. Wait, wait, wait. What about you... Miss Nightie-Wearing, Popcorn-Popping, Dancing-To-Janet Well-At-Least-That's-What-I'm-Going Tell-my-Boyfriend, Little-Party-Freak?
Lisa: Will, I wanted to stay home, but my girls wanted to come out.
Jana: This ain't no trial, you don't have to explain to him.
Will: Hush, puppy.