Julius: Stop it. Okay? I got high blood pressure. What do you want me to do?
Rochelle: I don't know, Julius; what do you want me to do?
Julius: I don't know, but you running around not talking to me and making me wear dirty clothes and letting me eat by myself ain't helping a thing. [sighs] I don't need you to be mad at me.
Rochelle: I was just trying to help you out.
Julius: I know. I'm sorry. Look, from now on, I'll try to relax. I'll try to eat better.
Rochelle: Julius, if you are not in this house, this place will fall apart. And then, the next thing you know, our kids will wind up in the streets. Drew may wind up in jail, then I'm going to lose my job going to his court cases. And you know I'm going to do what I have to do to make ends meet. And if you think I'm going to jail for welfare fraud, you got another thing coming.