Phillip Banks: [Phillip and Dr. Hoover are in a fight] Dr. Hoover,
the school where you got your degree, did you find it on the back
of a matchbook?
Dr. Hoover: Penn State, my brother.
Phillip Banks: Really? Good school. I was thinking of going there
if my scholarship to Princeton, Yale, Warton, and Taladega Tech had
Dr. Hoover: Impressive, you must of been quite an athlete in your
Phillip Banks: Hey, hey, lets stick to the topic okay?
Dr. Hoover: Fine. Speaking as a doctor, I think your daughter
should be heavly sudaited and immediatley institusionalized.
Phillip Banks: Well speaking as a lawyer, I can only say that your
daughter fits the criminal profile to a T, right down to the
sloping forehead, and the wide jaws suitable for brains and small
Dr. Hoover: I think you have her confused with your moma!
Will: [Phillip punches Dr. Hoover and knocks him down] Thats it
Uncle Phil, your grounded!
[to Dr. Hoover]
Will: You know, I'd be happy to perscribe something for that.