Florida: Cleatus, I just don't understand. You were always such a good boy. What happened?
Cleatus: Do you know what it's like out there, Aunt Florida? Scratchin' and scrowngin' for every little penny? I mean, what do you have to do if you're poor today?
James: Hell if I know, Cleatus, see we're so rich we don't know. We're too busy living in this fancy penthouse apartment on Lakeshore drive and all we do all day long is eat caviar and count our stocks and bonds. (smacks Cleatus in the back of the head) What the hell would we know about being poor!?