[Carlton's fantasy: front-pages of The Bel-Air Gazette: "President-Elect Banks Embroiled in Bel-Air Gate Scandal", "President's Son Comes Under Fire"]
Carlton: For the love of God, man, shred, shred, shred. If I could just figure out who's been leaking all this to the press. It must be an inside job. Geoffrey, keep shredding.
Geoffrey: Yes, sir.
Philip: Carlton.
Carlton: Oh, don't worry, Big Guy, I'm taking care of our little problem.
Philip: Our little problem? [chuckles] Son, what were you thinking?
Carlton: What was I thinking? I told you everything I was doing. You were involved every step of the way.
Philip: I have no recollection of the event in question.
Carlton: No recollection? It was all for you. Ever since Mom left, it's all been for you.
Philip: I have no recollection of the event in question. [chuckles as Carlton rings his neck]