Chris: Okay, so I might be the first. But until now, that hasn't meant a whole lot.
Greg: But you tried out for the basketball team. And you ran for class president.
Chris: Yeah, but I failed. Nobody remembers failure.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] I thought about other Black people who were first at something, and what it would be like if they had failed.
[fantasy: A middle-aged man is smoking a cigar in his office as he talks to a White baseball player:]
Team Owner: Thanks for showing up. This Black guy was in here, uh, Robinson. You know I was going to break the color line for him. He showed up 20 minutes late. Claimed he couldn't get a seat on the bus. Now you, kid, you can't hit. You can't run. You can't throw. But you show up on time.