Carlton: So, Will, you haven't told me about your new place.
Will: Oh. Yeah, yeah. Uh, you know, I'm moving in soon. You know, right now they putting a Jacuzzi in and they getting the mirrors on the roof.
Carlton: So what, it's kind of a fixer-upper?
Will: Oh, no, no. No, not at all, man. Yo, this place is huge. I mean, we got floor-to-ceiling walls and wall-to-wall floors. Man, yo, it's the bomb.

Philip: Hey, Will. How's your apartment? Is everything set up?
Will: Oh, yeah, yeah. It's cool, Uncle Phil. Thanks. All set.
Ashley: I haven't seen it. Has anyone?
Will: Oh, well, from... When I took the, um...
Carlton: Yeah, yeah. I have.
Hilary: Oh, what does it look like?
Carlton: Well, it's wall-to-wall doors and floor-to-ceiling floors. It's neat. It makes this place look tiny.

Will: Lot of good times in this house, huh?
Philip: A lifetime's worth. You okay?
Will: Yeah, yeah. No, no. I'm cool. I'm cool, Uncle Phil. You know, it's just when I first came out here, you know I was a relative. But for the past six years, it's like we've been family. I just don't wanna go back to being just a relative again. I mean, I lived without a father and without brothers and sisters and all of that. I like this life better. I want you to call me on Sundays too when you're calling all your other kids. Look, um I love you, Uncle Phil, and I just don't wanna lose you, you know, any of you.
Philip: You're not gonna lose us. You are my son, Will. End of story. You just better be sure that your butt is by a phone on Sunday.
Will: You got it, man. [they hug]

Philip: What the hell is going on?
Will: Look, um, Uncle Phil, this is not really your concern. You know, it's about me, it's not about you. So don't even worry about it, all right?
Philip: How can you say that? We are leaving town in a day and you don't have a place to live. Why did you lie?
Will: I mean, we sitting around the table and everybody talking about all these great lives and these new things they're doing. I didn't want you to say: "Hey, there's my nephew. Yeah, he's still living in my pool house." I mean, I didn't want you to think that all these years that I've been out here just ain't worth nothing. You know, that you just been wasting your time with me. Look, Uncle Phil, I just don't want you to think that I'm that same stupid kid I was when I first moved out here.
Philip: How could you possibly believe that that's what I'd be thinking? Look at you. You're moving out on your own. You're gonna finish college in a year. You're becoming a man. A man I'm damn proud of.
Will: I just didn't want your last memory of me to be no better than the first one.
Philip: You have no idea what my first memory of you is. I remember a kid loaded with all the potential in the world. And now I see a person on the verge of realizing that potential. Come on, let's go get you an apartment.
Will: Hey, Uncle Phil, um what you mean by verge?
Philip: Don't push your luck.

Philip Drummond: You know, this looks like a great place, Arnold.
Arnold Jackson-Drummond: Yeah, Willis would love it.
Philip Drummond: Yeah.
Will: Yeah, that is if he wouldn't mind living over a haunted Indian burial ground.
Philip Drummond: Who are you?
Will: Hey, I'm Will Smith. I'm the realtor. At night, you can hear the wailing of the dead.
Arnold Jackson-Drummond: What you talking about, Will?

Will: And this is the living room.
George Jefferson: Come on, shake a leg. We gotta get over to the Universal Tour and see the Backdraft ride.
Will: Oh, then you should probably leave now before the fire goes out.
Louise Jefferson: Oh, believe me, Will. The fire went out a long time ago. Oh, George, this place is beautiful.
George Jefferson: I'm telling you, Weezy, we can't afford it.
Louise Jefferson: How can you say that?
Florence Johnston: Easy. He's cheap.
George Jefferson: If I were you, I'd keep my mouth shut. Out here, there are a lot of people crossing the border to get a job like yours.
Florence Johnston: Well, one look at a bald-headed miser like you, they'll be crossing right back over.

Will: [on the phone] Yeah, yeah. Yeah. No, no. Yeah, yeah. No, no. I mean, I know I don't have any references and I don't have any credit, but that isn't necessarily a bad thing, is it? Oh, it is? Ha, ha. Well... Get the... Ha, ha Hello? Hello? [hangs up] I cannot believe it's that hard to rent an apartment.
Geoffrey: Yes, to think that all landlords wouldn't jump at the chance to rent to somebody with no job, no references, no credit.
Will: It's because I'm Black, ain't it?

Hilary: We can't possibly be out in seven days. I mean, we have to organize, we have to pack, we have to move. I mean, Geoffrey only has two hands.

Will: Oh, wait, check this out. I didn't know I had two Biggie Smalls CDs.
Carlton: Oh. One of them is mine.
Will: You own a Biggie Smalls CD?
Carlton: Well, you know, I'd like to think of myself as with it.
Will: Yeah, look at you, boy. Six years, you couldn't fight the flood, could you?
Carlton: Wait a minute. I know I don't own two "What's New Pussycats?"
Will: I don't know why we standing here talking. We gotta get packed, man.

Will: You know what?
Carlton: What are you doing?
Will: Oh, no, no. You got to do it. One last time for me, man.
[Carlton dances as "It's Not Unusual" by Tom Jones plays]
Carlton: [sings] It's not unusual to be loved by anyone [Will joins in] It's not unusual to have fun with anyone But when I see you hanging about With anyone It's not unusual to see me cry I wanna die [Will stops dancing] It's not unusual to go out at any time But when I see you out and about It's such a crime If you should ever wanna Be loved by anyone [Will sits down] It's not unusual It happens every day No matter what you say