Julius: Why is this table such a mess?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Somebody fired the maid.
Rochelle: 'Cause I'm not gonna clean it up. They're not gonna clean it up. When I find him, Chris is gonna clean it up.
Julius: When you find him?
Drew: Chris and Mom got into another fight.
Tonya: And she threw him out of the house.
Julius: What do you mean, you threw him out?
Rochelle: I may have implied that since he was so self-sufficient, that maybe he should live someplace else. And then he left.
Julius: You telling me you kicked our son out because he didn't do the dishes?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Exactly.
Rochelle: Not exactly. But it's the principle, Julius!

Adult Chris: [v.o.] While my dad was talking sense into his woman, a woman was talking some sense into me.
Vanessa: Boy, are you crazy? You are lucky she just threw you out.
Chris: But, V--
Vanessa: Chris, you challenged her authority. You left her no choice.

Chris: Okay, how am I supposed to talk to her if she won't listen to anything I say?
Vanessa: Chris, you are a child. Parents don't negotiate with children.

Vanessa: It's dishes! You're acting like she told you to bring down the mob!
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Actually, the mob was slightly less vindictive than my mother.

Julius: Well, I guess that's good news.
Mr. Omar: Uh, look, look, look, Mr., Mr. Julius, Mr. Julius. I was speaking my mind, but my mind wasn't in the right place.
Julius: So you don't think I'm a bald-headed-
Mr. Omar: Ah! Don't say it! Don't you ever say that. You're a good man, Mr. Julius.
Julius: Mr. Omar, next time you think you're dying, before you start calling people names, be sure. Rent's due on the first.
Mr. Omar: [laughs] Hallelujah!

Julius: All right, first of all, in the future, no kid gets thrown out of the house unless we both throw them out. Second, your mother's in charge. When she tells you to do something, you do it. You got it? I'm talking to everybody here. Now, do we all understand?
All: Yes.
Julius: Good. Chris, apologize to your mother.
Chris: I'm sorry.
Julius: Sorry for what?
Chris: Mom, I'm sorry for being disrespectful and talking back to you.
Julius: Good. Rochelle? [Rochelle is silent] Rochelle?
Rochelle: [sighs] Chris, I'm sorry for being unreasonable. I know I was unfair.
Julius: Okay. This is over and done. Chris, give your mother a hug.
Rochelle: I'm sorry, baby. I love you.
Chris: I'm sorry, too, Mom.
Julius: Great. Drew, Tonya, go watch TV. Chris, clean this mess up.
Rochelle: Yeah, baby!

Tonya: Even though I hate Chris, I still wish he would come back home. I don't want him to get stabbed or shot or turned out or hooked on drugs.
Rochelle: Your brother is not gonna get hooked on drugs.
Drew: Actually, he probably will. Runaways tend to fall into dangerous situations pretty quickly. And drugs and alcohol provide a sedative to the trauma and isolation.

Chris: You know what? Go ahead. Tell him. I don't care.
Rochelle: Fine. Drew, Tonya, come clean this table up and wash the dishes.
Drew: Yes, ma'am.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] I enjoyed time with my father, but I was afraid this might be the last time.

Drew: So if me or Tonya say no, are you just gonna kick us out, too?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Yes!
Rochelle: No. I didn't kick him out, Drew. He left.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] After you kicked him out.
Tonya: He only left because you told him to go live in the Statue of Liberty.

Rochelle: Whoa-whoa-whoa, where's Chris?
Drew: Chris said he had to work late.
Julius: Good, then he'll be home soon.
Rochelle: Julius, your son is trying to kill me. Go find him and stop him.