50 Best Tatyana Ali Quotes

Ashley: [about the first time Hilary had sex] Weren't you nervous?
Hilary: Of course I was, everybody is, but I was ready. Only *you'll* know when the time's right for you.

Ashley: [to Vivian and Hilary] Listen to yourselves. You're caught up in the lives of make-believe characters. I'll tell you what, Mom, I'll watch the baby, go to a museum and take Hilary with you.
Vivian: Ashley, the only reason we get involved in this kind of stuff is that real life sometimes is kind of boring.
[hears the sound of a motorcycle engine]
Vivian: What's that?
Hilary: Harley-Davidson '58 panhead.
[Ashley and Vivian look at her]
Hilary: I used to date a biker.

William: Ashley, listen, guys are only after two things.
Ashley: I thought that they were only after one thing.
William: Yeah, but they wanna do it more than once.

Ashley: Carlton, why are you wearing a suit? Is Daddy bringing home white people?

[Will is pretending to be Ashley's father]
Miss: Oh, Mr. Smith, did you forget something?
Will: Yes, I forgot to give you my direct line.
Miss: Look, I'm really flattered, but...
Will: You know... that is quite an intoxicating fragrance.
Miss: Come closer.
Will: Heyyyyyyy.
Miss: [moves closer to Will] That's a fake moustache!
Will: No, it's not!
Miss: [rips off Will's fake moustache] Yes it is!
Will: No, it's not!
Miss: Look, I don't know who you are, but I'm calling your real parents right now.
Ashley: Will!
Will: No, it's not!
Ashley: Miss Sharpe...
Will: It's not!

Ashley: Oh, Will, grow up. I'm old enough to marry Jerry Lee Lewis.

Will: In my eyes you're still my little cousin who followed me around everywhere. Now I see you getting older and wearing makeup and putting on dresses, and... it just makes me uncomfortable to know that you have a
[whispers]
Will: sex life.
Ashley: Fine, be uncomfortable.
[starts up the stairs, sees Will on the couch kicking himself]
Ashley: Will... Derek and I didn't do anything.
[Will does a hidden 'yes!' gesture]

Vivian: [to Ashley] We want to talk to you about sex.
Ashley: I know where babies come from. I took sex education.
Philip: I thought you took band.

Geoffrey: Ashley, how does a Mercedes sound?
Ashley: Vroom, vroom.
Geoffrey: Great! I'll get you two.
Hilary: Vroom, vroom, vroom!
Geoffrey: Nice try.

Ashley: Carlton, a father? He won't even let Ken and Barbie sleep in the same shoebox.

Ashley: Hillary, can I talk to you?
Hilary: Not now, Ashley, my show starts in 5 minutes and I want to see... wait, this is important, isn't it? I have like a 3rd sense about these things.

Will: [notices a disgruntled Ashley walking into the living room with her hair disheveled] What, you have a Patti LaBelle nightmare?
Ashley: You try hanging on to a carpet with your head out the window at 55 miles an hour!
Will: Relax, sweetheart, Burt Reynolds does it every morning, on his way to work.

Carlton: Let's start by serving our guest of honour. Mr Fellows, care for some yams?
Ned: I'd love some. Interesting. I've never had them before with this thick black crust.
Hilary: It's cajun style.
William: Hilary burned them.
Vivian: Oh, they're just burned on top, once you get underneath it... they're totally charred. How did you do that?
Ashley: Mom, give Hilary a break. You should give her some credit just for putting out the fire.

[fighting the school bully]
Ashley: Back up! Back up!
[to the crowd of onlookers]
Ashley: Mind your business, that's all! Just mind your business!

Ashley: Hey, thanks a lot for helping me, Will. I'm so excited.
William: Will you stop talking dirty?

Ashley: [after being caught lying to her family] All I want is for you to trust me!
Vivian: Trust is a very fragile thing...
[pause]
Vivian: And you're gonna have to start earning it all back.

Carlton: I did it.
Will: You mean you and Joann...
[Ashley walks in the room]
Will: made the deal?
Ashley: What are you talking about?
Will: Business, Ash. Have some breakfast.
[to Carlton]
Will: So, who put the offer on the table?
Carlton: She did, and the terms were so attractive I jumped on at it right away, and don't worry... I protected my investment.
[Will and Carlton run out of the room laughing as Hilary walks in]
Hilary: What was that about?
Ashley: Carlton lost his virginity.

Ashley: Will, this is all your fault!
William: What is that, like the theme of this family?

Ashley: [the Banks enter the kitchen] What's that smell?
Hattie: [pops up behind the counter] Watch your step, the floor is wet.
Philip: Mama! What're you doing?
Hattie: Giving the floor a good scrub.
Vivian: Well Hattie, you seem to be back to your old self. But that's Geoffrey's job.
Hattie: No it ain't.
Geoffrey: [enters the kitchen wearing a hat and carrying a rake] Alright, ma'am, I started the compost pile.
Philip: [glares at him for letting Hatti scrub the floor] Geoffrey...
Geoffrey: Sorry, sir, but she threatened me with a whooping.

Geoffrey: [handing Carlton a big brown bag] Master Carlton, I have to take this tray up to your mother, so on your way out, would you mind taking out the garbage?
Carlton: Do I look like Roc?
Will: [sitting at the kitchen table] I don't know, Carlton. Maybe if you shaved your head bald and sanded down the square part.
Carlton: [ignores Will and hands Ashley the bag] Ashley, you take out the garbage!
Ashley: Why me?
Carlton: Because I'm bigger than you.
Will: See, that's not fair. That's only 'cause you got them shoe lifts in today.
Carlton: They're not lifts. I doubled up on my Odor-Eaters.
Ashley: [Carlton walks out of the kitchen while Ashley is holding the trash bag; Hilary walks into the kitchen and Ashley hands her the bag] Here, Hilary, you take it out!
Hilary: Out where?
Ashley: To the trash cans! You know, those things you hit every time you back out the car?
Hilary: Oh, thank God. I thought it was the neighbor's kids!
[Hilary takes the brown garbage bag from Ashley]
Hilary: THIS IS GROSS! I don't touch greasy, disgusting things!
Will: Well, just pretend it's buying you dinner afterwards.
Hilary: [Hilary walks up to Will and shoves the trash bag to him] You take it!
Will: Yo, girl!
Hilary: And for your information, dinner comes first!
[Hilary walks out of the kitchen]
Will: Oh, it's like that, right? You're just gonna slam garbage at me!
[Uncle Phil walks in the room]
Phillip: Good morning, Will.
Will: Good morning, Uncle Phil.
[Will hands Phil the dirty garbage bag]
Will: Here's your lunch!
Phillip: [Phil takes the bag and walk out of the house] Thank you!

Carlton: Ashley, you take out the garbage.
Ashley: Why me?
Carlton: Because I'm bigger than you.
William: See, that's not fair. That's only 'cause you got them shoe lifts in today.

Ashley: [Ashley and Hilary are handing out refreshments] Hilary, why doesn't anyone want my soda?
Hilary: [glancing at Ashley's chest] Because your soda's... flat!

Kenny: [to Ashley] Baby, I'm telling you, you got more moves than a bowl of Jell-O and there's always room for Jell-O.
Ashley: Wow!
William: Dude sounds like a jackass.
Ashley: So, when are we going out?
Kenny: Oh, I don't know, baby. You have to let me check my book and I'll get back to you. You see, I wanna make sure I can give you my undivided attention.
Carlton: Actually, Will. He's better than you.
Kenny: I mean, look at you, you got it going on. You got sweet hips, lips, and fingertips...
[sees another girl]
Kenny: , but baby got back!
[to Ashley]
Kenny: Bye, baby.
[while chasing after the girl]
Kenny: Whoa, whoa! Wait a minute!
Carlton: [to Will] Look, I know my sister needs me, but that girl is babe-a-licious!
[runs off as well]

Will: Okay, Uncle Phil, the other night when I dropped off Wendy, I ran into Janice. She wanted to talk about the quake, so I went into her room. Then she said she wanted to slip into something more comfortable. Then we was talking and she showed me some pictures of San, San... .something and before I knew it... Tadow!
Philip: Tadow?
Will: Taaa-DOW!
Philip: Taaa-d... oh, OOOH! YOU SLEPT WITH JANICE!
[Everyone outside reacts with shock]
Ashley: [imitating Philip] Ashley, go to your room!
Carlton: Oh, I love this!
Ashley: [still imitating Philip] And take Carlton with you!
Carlton: Hey, I'm not going anywhere!
Philip: You heard what I said!

William: I'm telling you, Ash, this is the perfect place to take Grandma. First we'll see the llamas and the giraffes, then we'll swing by the monkey house and we'll finish with a ride on the Ferris wheel.
Ashley: Will, for the last time we are not breaking into Michael Jackson's house!

Will: Well, you know what they say about guys with big feet.
Ashley: [smiling] No, what?
Will: [Uncle Phil stares angrily at Will] T-they say, "Damn, those are some big feet"!

William: Potato chips? Ashley, what about Susan Powter?
Ashley: Will, I'm as health conscious as the next person but when she threw out the strawberry Pop-Tarts, she went over the line.

Ashley: I bet you never did all this stuff when you had me. You probably smoked cigarettes and took up horseback riding until the day you had me.
Vivian: Ashley, we took the same precautions with you that we did with Hilary and Carlton.
William: Oh, bungee jumping.

Phillip: You're grounded for 10 years.
Ashley: What? But that's not fair.
Phillip: Tell it to the judge... Oh yeah. That's me.
Ashley: It's still not fair. The Menendez brothers are going to be free before I am.
Philip: That's because the Menendez Brothers got home on time.

Ashley: [referring to Marge] Ever since she got here my diary has gotten a lot more interesting.
Carlton: She is right, Ashley's diary has gotten a lot more interesting.

Philip: Ashley, what are you doing out of bed?
Ashley: I'm worried about Will. Why did you throw him out into the street, Daddy?
Philip: I did not throw him into the street.
Geoffrey: Quite right, sir. You threw him on the lawn. He rolled into the street.

Ashley: [to Hilary] Will's friends are not losers
Jazz: [enters] Greetings y'all

William: Thanks a lot, Ash. Now I'll never find out what Santa gets for Christmas.
Ashley: He doesn't really get an actual gift, Will. He gets love from all the kids around the world.
William: Really? What a Gyp.
Ashley: Come on, Will. Everyone knows there's no Santa Claus.
William: Wait a minute, there is no *Milli Vanilli* but there definitely is a Santa Claus!

Vivian: So, Ed, uh, Hattie tells us that you grew up on a farm.
Ed: That's right, a horse farm.
Philip: Hmm, my daddy had a horse.
Carlton: Um, uh, Mr. Downer, what breed did you raise?
Ed: Appaloosas. They have the most beautiful spotted coats.
Philip: My dad had a spotted coat, then he had it cleaned.
Ashley: Did you have any other animals on your farm?
Ed: Oh, of course. We had chickens, cows, and a great old dog named Brownie.
Philip: My dad loved brownies. He once ate a whole pan full.
William: [to Carlton] That explains a lot.
Hilary: So what happened to your farm?
Ed: My son's there. I passed it on to him, like my dad got it from his parents.
Philip: My dad had parents. We called them Grandmom and Grandpop.
Hattie: Uh, Zeke, honey, it smells like my dessert is ready. Would you go check on it for me, please?
Ed: Mmm. Smells like sweet potato pie.
Philip: My dad liked...
Vivian: SWEET POTATO PIE!

Ashley: [about Ice Tray's arrival] Word up. This is gonna be cold stupid on the serious tip.
Philip: What did you say, young lady?
Ashley: l said that this is quite an exceptional idea, Daddy. Peachy-keen, even.

Ashley: What if no one likes me?
William: Just do what Carlton does: give them money.

Ashley: Will, are you alright?
William: Yeah why?
Ashley: You were just singing 'Lady' to a melon.
William: That's how I check to see if they're ripe.

Ashley: Why does everyone treat me like I'm some defenseless little girl?
William: Because you are, Ashley. I mean, boys is just gonna try to take advantage of you.
Ashley: That's my problem. Not yours or my father's. And you know what? I can handle it.
William: Yeah, right, like you can handle some big old dude trying to be all over you like cheese on a Big Mac.
Ashley: Will, maybe I like cheese.
William: How you gonna like something you ain't never had? Please tell me you ain't never had no cheese, Ashley.
Ashley: [raises her voice] No, but if I wanna have sex, I do not need your approval.
William: It's cheese, Ashley.

Bryan: [to Ashley] The word was out on your father, but who knew your whole family was crazy?
Ashley: Bryan, I'm so sorry.
Bryan: Ashley, if you ever run away from home, give me a call.
[leaves]
Ashley: Bryan, wait...
Will: Let him go, baby.
[to Bryan]
Will: And good riddance, you little Filthy McNasty!

Ashley: I'm 13! If these were the MiddIe Ages, I'd already be married and own a pair of oxen.

Ashley: I would had expected this from Carlton, but not from you.

Hilary: Dad got us all tickets to the People's Choice Awards.
Ashley: [looks at Hilary] Thanks for letting me tell them.
[looks at her mom]
Ashley: And the best part is...
Hilary: We get to sit next to Arnold and Maria.
Ashley: Hil, you promised I could tell them.
Hilary: I know. I lied.

William: [about Ashley] You're trying to control her too much. She's nine years old and she already has a calender telling her where she has to be and what she has to do.
Philip: But she doesn't have to worry about that because you tell her what to do? You're not her father.
William: All right. But how come you didn't even know she doesn't like the violin?
Philip: She liked it for a whole year until you moved into this house. Can you explain that?
Ashley: I never liked it, Daddy.
Vivian: That explains it.

Ashley: Poor Mom.
William: Poor Mom? Poor me! I saw Uncle Phil naked! And he was running!

Hilary: I'm sitting next to Arnold.
Ashley: I'm sitting next to Arnold.
Phillip: I don't want my tires slashed, *Geoffrey's* sitting next to Arnold.

Ashley: [about the baby] Boy, when Mom and Dad see this, somebody's gonna swing.
Geoffrey: Well, I can assure you it won't be me. This time the butler didn't do it. Hasn't done it. And I'd be surprised if he even remembered how to do it.

Vivian: Sweety, would you say grace, please?
Ashley: Yes, Mommy.
[begins rapping the blessing]
Ashley: Hey there, Lord, my name is Ashley Banks / My family and friends want to give you some thanks / So before this dinner's all swallowed and chewed, / Thank you, God, for this stupid food.

Ashley: I'm sorry, Geoffrey, but I'm sick and tired of men acting Iike pouty babies just because you beat them at something. Like the time I beat Bobby Greenspan at tetherball. After that, he toId everyone at schooI that I took steroids.

William: Come on, Ashley, let's write our letters to Santa.
Ashley: Will, don't you have something better to do with your Christmas vacation than writing some silly letter?
William: Come on, Ashley, you can help me with mine. How do you spell Vanessa Williams?

[on Vivian's sonogram]
Ashley: How can you tell if it's a boy or a girl?
Hilary: Oh, Ashley, you are so naive. If it's a boy, it's blue. Come on, I think it's time for another one of our woman-to-woman talks.
Ashley: [sigh] OK, what do you want to know this time?
[Hilary glares]