Adult Chris: [v.o.] My mother had to find out what was up before she had to smack Drew down.
Rochelle: Something you want to talk about?
Drew: Why do you pay more attention to Chris and Tonya than you do me?
Rochelle: I don't do it on purpose, baby.
Drew: Well, then, how come every time I ask you to do something, you always make me do it by myself?
Rochelle: Well, because you've always been able to do things on your own. Doesn't mean I love you any less.
Drew: Sometimes it feels like it.
Rochelle: Oh, don't say that, Drew. I'm proud of you. I guess I don't see you as being my baby anymore.
Drew: You don't?
Rochelle: Uh-uh. I look at you as a young man, because you're so independent.
Drew: I'm independent?
Rochelle: And you're funny. You're handsome.
Drew: Oh, cool.
Rochelle: So you going to be okay?
Drew: Yeah.
Rochelle: I'm sorry, Drew. I love you.
Drew: I love you, too.
Rochelle: Good. Come on, let's make some Kool-Aid. Oh, and another thing. If you ever walk away from me like that again, you going to need a wheelchair to bring you back. Okay?