Class Act

Blade:
See, the way I look at it is if you gonna be Blade Brown, you gotta know where Blade Brown comes from, you know what I'm sayin'?

Duncan:
I thought you crawled out from under a rock.

Wedge:
Damita! I thought you were gonna play with MY frog?

Damita:
Your frog ain't jumpin' in my direction!

Damita:
There's a new tadpole in town.

Popsicle:
Hey Mr. Froggy! Want a lick? Huh, Mr. Froggy?

Blade's Mother:
What is that?

Blade:
What?

Blade's Mother:
That.

Blade:
What?

Blade's Mother:
That?

Blade:
What?

Blade's Mother:
That!

Duncan's Dad:
My Son! My lovely wonderful son!

Popsicle:
You're not my man. You're not my man. You're a genius.

Duncan's Dad:
Honey, have you ever wondered about our son's sexual preference?

Duncan's Mom:
I didn't know he had one!

Duncan:
Oh, yeah. Fit's like a charm.

Blade:
One more thing we gotta take care of.

Duncan:
Excuse me!

Blade:
I said I'm sorry.

Duncan:
Oh. That's what I thought you said.

Duncan's Dad:
Blade? That's your name?

Blade:
Dad? Is that yours?