Tyrone: I will be forced to proclaim to the world that you... are a HONKY MOOK!
Roger: Tyrone, you really shouldn't call someone a honky mook.
Tyrone: And why not?
Roger: Well, for one thing, you're white.
Tyrone: I am?
Tyrone: (plays a depressing snippet of "Aulde Lang Syne" on his saxophone) Oh my God, I am!