The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air1990

Hattie Banks:
[to Uncle Phil] Now, don't go giving me that look, Zeke. That's the same look you gave me at the county fair when I wouldn't let you climb up the greasy pole. Now, you're not all that mad at me, are you?

Philip Banks:
Well, Mama, yes I am! I try to set some rules for Will and you undermine my authority. I know how to handle things. I am an adult.

Hattie Banks:
I am too, Zeke.

Philip Banks:
I know that.

Hattie Banks:
Do you? How many adults do you tell to take a nap?

Philip Banks:
Mama, I was just worried about you.

Hattie Banks:
But I'm fine, baby.

Philip Banks:
I know. When you had the flu and I talked to you on the phone, you sounded so small. I just want you to live a long time.

Hattie Banks:
Then, Zeke, let me live.