Adult Chris: [v.o.] With at least 100,000 people living in Bed-Stuy, selling 28 boxes of cookies couldn't be that hard.
[Chris knocks on the door of an apartment and finds a middle-aged White man climbing out the window:]
Chris: Hello?
Man: She said she was 18!
[After Chris knocks on another door, a gaunt man in a bath robe grabs a box of cookies and closes the door without saying a word]
Chris: Hey!
[When Chris knocks on another door, a girl scout answers holding the same box of cookies.]
Both: Would you like to buy...
Chris: Never mind.
[When Chris knocks on another door, a heavy-set man answers:]
Chris: Would you like to buy some cookies?
Man: I'll take four.
Woman: What are you doing?! He has diabetes. You trying to kill him?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] I can't believe it's harder selling cookies than crack.