Adult Chris: [v.o.] While I was trying not to fail English, my parents were trying not to fail inspection.
Rochelle: I said it. I said, look in some other areas, maybe trim a little here or there, but no. No. Ole Truck Turner here had a better idea.
Julius: Rochelle.
Rochelle: It just burns me up to think that we're up here working, while he's downstairs in our house, chilling.
Julius: Oh, he's not that bad.
Rochelle: Not bad? Julius, in one night he managed to drink all the Kool-Aid, file his toenails on my table, and keep me up half the night playing records.
Julius: Okay, maybe he is a little nuisance.
Rochelle: Yeah, like cancer.