Julius: Those chocolate turtles are costing us $12 a box.
Rochelle: Why you gotta take away my turtles. You know I need my turtles. Why don't you cut off your lottery playing?
Julius: [scoffs] I ain't cutting off my number. Oh! If you don't play, how can you expect to win? Look, it says so right here.
Rochelle: Oh, no, no, no. Not that damned dream book.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] My dad was the most level-headed person I knew, except when it came to playing the lottery, and he always consulted his Lucky Star Dream Book.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] A dream book takes any possible dream you can have and transforms it into a lucky number.
[flashback to Julius in the kitchen with Rochelle:]
Rochelle: You dreamt about a monkey on the train in the middle of a blizzard.
Julius: Here it is, eight-one-four!
[flashback to Julius with Drew outside the house:]
Drew: I dreamt Dr. J was roller-skating with two White women in Sweden.
Julius: Here it is-- six-two-one. White ladies?