Stanley Roper: I want my rent. Helen Roper: Stanley, where are your manners? You're supposed to say hello when you walk into a room. Stanley Roper: Hello, I want my rent.
Kunta Kinti: What's snow, Fiddler? Fiddler: Never you mind, boy, never you mind. Let's get on back to home. I got enough trouble teaching you the difference between manure and massa. 'Course there ain't all that much difference when you gets right down to it.