Adult Chris: [v.o.] Working at Doc's corner store was pretty easy. I stocked shelves, I delivered groceries.
Doc: Hurry up, Chris, and don't let her ice-cream melt.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] I even made pickled eggs. About the only work Doc never let me do was work the register.
Doc: Chris? Listen here. I have to go and do something, I have to leave for about an half an hour.
Chris: Ok, I'll help you lock-up.
Doc: Oh, we're not locking-up. I want you to stay here. You think you can handle the register while I'm gone?
Chris: For real? Where are you going?
Doc: I got to go to the bank.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Since Doc didn't leave the store during business hours, he never got to go the bank. I never knew where he kept his money.
[fantasy: Doc at the bank with his mattress:]
Doc: That will be a deposit.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] That mattress was his wallet.