Rochelle: Excuse me, uh, Scarface. Can I talk to you for a minute?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] My mother never talked to anyone for just a minute.
Rochelle: Now, are you sure you want to do this?
Gunman: What difference does it make to you?
Rochelle: Didn't your mother teach you better than to go around robbing people?
Gunman: She's the one who taught me how to rob people.
Rochelle: Well, if I was your mother, I would've knocked the rob out of you a long time ago.
Luther: Listen to her. She's a good person.
Rochelle: Hear that?
Luther: I just wish I'd met her before I got my wife's sister pregnant.
Man: You got your wife's sister pregnant?
Luther: Uh, just once.
Rochelle: All I'm saying is, is that you're better than this. And at least your son and your nephew ain't the same person.
Gunman: Thank you, Rochelle. [returns her wallet]