Adult Chris: [v.o.] Whenever there was a problem my mother couldn't handle, she'd call my father for backup, like the governor bringing in the National Guard.
[fantasy: Chris flings pots and dishes out of the window as Rochelle hides behind a parked car while a SWAT team, including Julius, moves in.]
Rochelle: Ow!
Julius: What's the situation?!
Rochelle: Chris won't do what I told him.
Chris: You want me to do some dishes?! I'll do some dishes! [screams maniacally]
Julius: I'll handle this.
Rochelle: Oh, that was my-
[After Julius uses a rocket launcher and fires at the window where Chris was, the people on the street celebrate]
Julius: Yes!