Jerome: Little dude from across the street. Come here.
Chris: Listen, man, I don't have any money.
Jerome: I don't want your money, little dude. I want to know how you got Tasha.
Chris: Got Tasha what?
Jerome: Come on, little dude. I saw that. Every little dude on the block been trying to get next to her. Little dude from up on the third floor, little dude from around the corner, little dude with the funny leg, little dude with the little loft, little dude that be with big dude and Kenny. Now I know why they can't get nowhere. 'Cause little dude from across the street is on the case. Now why you ain't tell nobody?
Chris: Hey, well, you know.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] That's what you said when you didn't want to lie, but you didn't want to tell the truth.
Jerome: I underestimated you, little dude. I ain't think you had it in you. Tasha. Mean as her grandmom is. You a bad man, little dude.
Chris: Just do me a favor. Don't tell anybody?
Jerome: It's between me and you. [chuckles] Little dude from across the street. Mackin'.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] I should have told him the truth that nothing happened, but, hey, well, you know.