Adult Chris: [v.o.] My mother was a ghetto snob, so to her, this wasn't just a block watch meeting. It was a Rochelle watch meeting.
Julius: What's all this?
Rochelle: Food for the block watch meeting.
Julius: You're supposed to be watching the block, not feeding it.
Rochelle: Julius, I can't invite people over here without feeding them.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] People in my neighborhood never got together without bringing food.
[flashback to Rochelle arriving in hospital to see a man in an entire body cast:]
Rochelle: Oh, I am so sorry you got run over by a truck. But I brought you some ribs.
[flashback to Rochelle going outside to a grieving mother standing by a chalk outline on the road:]
Woman: My baby! They killed my baby. [sobs]
Rochelle: I'm sorry about your baby. Catfish?