Will: Jazz, yes, it's true that I'm going off to college, man, but, come on, you like family to me. Jazz, just 'cause somebody moves away from the family that doesn't mean they break up. That just means that, you know, the family has to work harder to stay together. You understand what I'm saying?
Jazz: No. But at least you talking to me.
Will: Come on, Jazz, you know you're always going to be my homey. [they shake hands]
Both: Pssh.
Jazz: Why didn't you say that in the first place?
Will: I did say that. Why don't you clean out your ears?
Jazz: Now, I know you ain't talking about nobody's ears.
Will: Hey, come on, man, let's jet down to the mall, pick up some Chumpies.
Jazz: Will, could you do one thing for me? You know, just for old time's sake.
Will: Sure, no problem, man.
[Will throws Jazz out of the house]