Greg: Dude, you look terrible.
Chris: I know. It was a rough morning. Mom decided she's not gonna do anything for me anymore. Barely made it to school.
Greg: If you back down now, you'll miss the one chance you have to make sure your voice is heard.
Chris: I know. All I have to do is stick it out just a little bit longer. She's been mad at me before, and she'll be mad at me again. What's she gonna do, not be my mother anymore?
[fantasy: Rochelle is with Chris at a maternity ward:]
Rochelle: I'd like to return this child.
Nurse: Do you have the receipt?
Rochelle: Sure do.
Nurse: Looks good. Take this to the cashier for your refund.
Rochelle: Thank you.