Adult Chris: [v.o.] My father never spent money on himself, so to get the things he liked, he used trading stamps. These weren't the kind of stamps you put on an envelope. They were the kind of stamps you put in books and could redeem for stuff that you'd never buy with cash. Like a bumper pool table. Electro energy ball. My father wished he could use trading stamps to pay for everything.
[fantasy: Julius and Rochelle are in a hospital room where Chris is bed:]
Doctor: He needs a new heart.
Rochelle: Is it in the catalog?
Julius: 85,000 stamps.
Doctor: Get that boy into surgery.