J.J. meets a new girl called Susan. She lives in a wealthy lake view home in Chicago's South Shore. She invites J.J. to a high class ballroom dinner party. J.J. rents a tux, but just as he's ready to go, Susan shows up, crying, with bad news -- "My parents won't let me go with you, you're not the kind of boy they want me to see! I've run away from home!" Moments later, Susan's parents, Mr. & Mrs Robinson, show up. James Sr. is furious!

James Sr: Well welcome to the ghetto, how'd y'all get in here? Posing as spooks? Wait, wait! Before you come in, maybe we oughtta' spray the place down with lysol so it don't contaminate you!

Mr. Robinson: The faster we get out of here, the better!

James Sr. Yeah! Aint y'all heard? There's niggers in here!

Mrs. Robinson: We didn't come here to fight, Mr. Evans. We only want to take our Daughter home.

Florida: Mr. and Mrs. Robinson? I don't like the way you've hurt our Son. And I don't believe it would hurt to spend a little time listening to your Daughter.

J.J: Hello Mr. and Mrs Robinson! May I offer you some kool aid?

James Sr: Junior! You don't offer kool aid to no Mr. and Mrs. Oreo! You gotta offer them champagne and caviar!

Mr. Robinson: That does it Mr. Evans! I think it's time you and me get down!

James Sr: Get down huh? Listen to this! That's pretty hip talk for somebody from uptown aint it?

Mr. Robinson: Where the hell do you think I was before I got Uptown? I was right here! And I busted my butt for a lot of years to get outta' here! And I made it! You make it sound like success is a dirty word Brother!

James Sr: No! Success aint a dirty word, it's Fogettin'. Forgettin' where you came from... Brother!

Mr. Robinson: You're damn right I'm forgettin'! I don't wanna know the stink of the ghetto no more! And that goes for my wife, and my Daughter!

James Sr: What the hell you think I want for my family man! What you think I'm fightin' and scratchin' for? I tell you somethin', if we are lucky enough to make it, there's one thing we aint gonna do -- we aint gonna forget the one's who got stuck here! [Audience applause]

Mr. Robinson: All I know, is I paid my dues, and I'm gonna make sure my Daughter has the best!

Florida: what makes you think our Son isn't the best?

Mr. Robinson: Oh... he's a nice boy... but, he's here! Now you can talk all you want about getting out, but it's a one in a million shot!

The discussion continues for a few more minutes. James and Florida eventually convince the Robinsons to allow Susan and J.J. to continue seeing each other. Susan and J.J. decide to miss the Ball, and go for a Big Mac instead.

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