Elvin Tibideaux: I’m sorry, Mrs. Huxtable, I didn’t think you did that kind of thing.
Clair Huxtable: What kind of thing?
Elvin Tibideaux: You know… serve. Serve him.
Clair Huxtable: [with a tense smile] Oh, serve *him*. As in “serve your man”?
Elvin Tibideaux: Well, yeah.
Clair Huxtable: [now visibly indignant] Let me tell you something, Elvin. You see, I am not *serving* Dr. Huxtable, okay?
Elvin Tibideaux: Okay.
Clair Huxtable: That’s the kind of thing that goes on in a restaurant. Now I am going to bring him a cup of coffee just like he brought me a cup of coffee this morning. And *that*, young man, is what marriage is made of: it is give-and-take fifty-fifty. And if you don’t get it together, and drop these macho attitudes, you are never gonna have anybody bringing you anything anywhere, any place, any time EVER.
[pauses, then smiles graciously]