It Had To Be You

Hilary · Jazz:In that case, I want to marry you and have your child. / I'm down with that, too.

Jazz:I got a great view of her running out.

Will · Jazz:How many times you helped me out? / Seven.

Jazz:Good looks run in my family.

Will · Jazz:your sister should be like a sister to me, not a girlfriend... I'm willing to take that risk.

Carlton:This budget thing is pretty easy.

Geoffrey:Much worse.

Will · Geoffrey:$10 says I ain't home. / It doesn't quite say it loudly enough. / Do I hear $15?

Janet:Nice to meet you, Dad.

Janet:You don't have a goatee.

Hilary:Hey, meet me again.

Geoffrey:May I get you anything, Master William? A dribble bib?

Uncle Phil · Jazz:We certainly know who got the brains in your family. / Yeah, but Janet ain't stupid.

Janet · Uncle Phil · Jazz:Jazz tells me you're a professional wrestler. / I'm afraid he was mistaken. I'm a lawyer. / My apologies. I was misquoted.

Hilary:Well, these aren't used.

Will · Jazz:When I come back, I want you gone. / Guess I got plenty of time then.

Jazz:You know, it's probably not too late to get that spinach out of your teeth.

Will:Brother, do the words 'boing-yoing-yoing' mean anything to you?

Will · Jazz:I'm willing to take that risk. / In that case, how much are you willing to give?

Uncle Phil:Makes me question the whole theory of genetics.

Janet · Will:You'd be a great dad. / You, too, baby.

Will:And I never will be again.

Will:Oh, man.

Will:You're right. We are going to be great together.

Will · Gia:We certainly are. / Not. / Then I'll come back.

Janet:put those googly eyes back in your head

Janet:No. He'll have the same thing I'm having.

Will · Janet:Six kids? / That's right, baby. Three girls, three boys. And don't even think about naming one of them William.

Janet:Did you think you could sample the milk without putting a down payment on the cow?

Will:I ordered lemonade.

Janet:And look at me when I'm talking to you!

Hilary:I'm glad you found a time that was convenient for you to call.

Hilary:Yeah, that'll be happening, Mr. God's Gift to the Fifth Grade.

Will:Yeah. We got any more of those pecan rolls?

Will:I'm telling you, if we had a bunny, dude would be on the stove right now.

Uncle Phil:Like that.

Jazz:I had to pawn her off on some sucker.

Jazz:Between you and the Humpty Dance, I'll get a metal plate put in my butt.

Jazz:it wasn't pretty. / Dude, he's walking and all, but still.

Jazz · Will:I say, marry her. - You can stop that.

Will:I ain't living like that. What guy deserves a woman like your sister?

Carlton:They're not half bad.

Carlton:That used to be my favorite song.

Jazz:Carlton, never bring a sandwich to a buffet.

Toni:I have a sister named Jane, but we call her Amy.

Carlton:And a little further down on the evolutionary chart, Jazz.

Toni:Do I look like I care?

Toni:Break out the Midol.

Toni:Maybe later. We have to see if anyone better is here first.

Toni:I don't know. You tell us, Carlton.

Jazz:Does he know Janet Jackson?

Carlton:Someone has her rude hat on tonight.

Carlton:You need more ice, please.

Carlton:Janet, your behavior this evening has been completely unacceptable... Do I make myself clear?

Will:You know, I'm going to miss him.

Uncle Phil:I just say no in a strong, masculine voice. And when I say no, she jumps.

Aunt Viv · Uncle Phil:What did you say? / I don't know. How long have you been there?

Aunt Viv:Philip, you better sleep with one eye open.

Uncle Phil:I got her just where I want her.

Will · Jazz:Every woman wants a man to take control... Rib tips?

Janet:I'll hand-deliver them.

Carlton:I really should write a book.

Janet:The only thing clear about you is the space between your ears.

Jazz:You got the theory right. You just ain't got the technique.

Hilary:Come here.