Lieutenant Hendricks: I'm really sorry, Your Honor.
Will: Yeah. Just tell your boy he'd better be at the next march.
Lieutenant Hendricks: You know, your limo is here and it's ready to take you and your nephew home. There's no charges, there's no publicity, and there's no reporters. No hard feelings?
Philip: No chance.
Tiny: Hey, Banks? You done all right for yourself, man.
Philip: Take care of yourself, Tiny.
Tiny: I'll see you on the outside, brother. Happy Thanksgiving.
Philip: Same to you.

Philip: Okay, everyone, let's join hands for the prayer. Dear Lord, thank you for our many blessings. Thank you for our health. Thank you for this food. But most of all, thank you for keeping us safe and delivering us from...
Will: Tiny.
Philip: Tiny, as well as larger temptations. And thank you for bringing this family together in love and peace. Amen.
All: Amen.
Ashley: A-woman. [all groan]

Philip: That was the best Thanksgiving ever.
Vy: So, what about the stuffing?
Will: Oh, it was delicious. Well, everything was delicious. Everything was exactly as delicious as everything else. [Phil taps his nose]
Vivian: So, honey, which one did you like best?
Philip: [laughs]
Will: Like you're a young boy, right?
Vivian: You're not gonna tell me which one you liked better?
Will & Philip: Nope.
Vy: What about you guys?
All: Nope.
Vy: Then why did we bust our butts cooking all day if you're not gonna give us an answer?
Aunt Helen: Really.
Philip: Because that's all part of the fun of Thanksgiving.

Vivian: I guess it was kind of fun when Vy dropped that bag of powdered sugar all over Helen.
Aunt Helen: Yeah, that was not funny to me.
Hattie: And I'll never forget the look on Vivian's face when she got her apron caught in the food processor.
Vy: Yeah, talk about being led around by your apron strings.
Ashley: It was even fun giving you guys a hard time all day. [nobody laughs]