[Will's version of the pool party]
Do you know how humiliating it is to have a son who can't swim?
[Phil rips off the head of Carlton's inner tube. Carlton runs off sobbing]
Listen, Uncle Phil--
SILENCE! If I want your opinion, I'll beat it out of you!
[appears] Hello, Mr. Banks--
What's she doing here?
Uncle Phil, s-she wandered over lonely and crying, and I didn't have the heart to turn her away--
HIT THE BRICKS, YOU LITTLE TRAMP! Go on! [Stephanie runs off crying] And tell your mother your father has a girlfriend! [to Will] I'm going back into the house, and when I come out, I want all these freeloading parasites OUTTA HERE! [snarls]
Y-yes, sir! Within the hour!
FIVE MINUTES!
FOUR!
Alright, Will. If that's the way you want it. [walks off, laughing maniacally]
