Will: If there's anybody that's not anything like Carlton, (hitting his chest) it's this guy right here man.
(Carlton enters the kitchen)
Carlton: Geoffrey, I'm famished. Can you make a gargonzola sandwich on a croissant for me? Heavy on the Grey Poupon.
Will: (seemingly outraged): Uncle Phil is right. I'm turning into Carlton man. I'm gettin' soft. Yo, that's it man. No more of these sissy sandwiches, no more preppy parties, and no more hittin' Uncle Phil up for handouts. And you know what? You see this check? (tearing up the check) Now you see it, now you don't. The Funky Fresh is back in the flesh with a vengeance, holmes.
(Geoffrey begins to walk away with the sandwich originally meant for Will, but Will stops him)
Will: I'm gon' eat that though. I'm just not gonna enjoy it.