Rochelle: What's in the bag?
Julius: I'm throwing out your makeup.
Rochelle: You're doing what?!
Julius: Oprah said you don't have to paint your face for me. I love you just the way you are.
Rochelle: Oprah doesn't know what I look like without my makeup!
Adult Chris: [v.o.] And neither does my father.
Rochelle: Julius, baby, do you know what's in this bag? Rochelle is in this bag! See, here's Rochelle's lips, here's her eyelashes, her complexion, her cheeks, her fingernails! Julius, I don't know what Oprah's saying, but she's giving out very dangerous information. Baby, there are certain things that men just don't need to know about women.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Like everything.
Julius: I'm sorry. I just wanted to let you know you're good enough for me. Even if your face is inside this bag.
Rochelle: Thank you. I appreciate that. Baby, you really want to do something for me?
Julius: Anything.
Rochelle: Stop watching Oprah.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] That's how Oprah's audience turned from all men to all women.