Carol: Hi, Walter. Hey, Chris.
Chris: Hey, Carol.
Carole: Uh, she's Carol. I'm Carole with an "e." A lot of people make that mistake.
Chris: Oh. You didn't tell me you had a sister.
Carol: I don't.
Chris: You're not twins?
Carole: No.
Carol: Why?
Chris: You're joking.
Walter Dickerson: Now, why would they joke about that?
Chris: They look exactly alike.
Carole: Hmm. You think so?
Walter Dickerson: Man, you need glasses.

Carol: We were wondering if you could do us a favor.
Walter Dickerson: Of course he can do you a favor. Look, this is my man. Chris, you wouldn't leave my girls hanging, would you?
Chris: No.
Carole: Great. Here.
Chris: What's this?
Carol: Just some math.
Carole: It's easy.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Then why don't you do it?
Walter Dickerson: Hey, well, look, we're getting ready to go eat lunch, my man. You want to come?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Finally!
Chris: Yeah.
Walter Dickerson: Ah, psyche! Man, you ain't got time to eat, 'cause you got to work, but that was funny. We'll catch you later, all right?
Chris: Yeah.
Walter Dickerson: My man.

Adult Chris: [v.o.] Back at school, I went from running around for Dickerson, to running around for everybody.
Football Player: Hey, Chris.
Chris: Hey.
Football Player: Dickerson said you could do my algebra homework.
[later:]
Thurman: Hey, Chris! Dickerson said you'd wash my car for me.
[later:]
Priest: Are you Christopher?
Chris: Yeah.
Priest: Dickerson said you can get the devil out of this little girl.
Demon Girl: [hisses]

Adult Chris: [v.o.] My dad wasn't the only one who had to pay the piper.
Greg: I got an "A." What did you get? Wow, an "F." You think that stands for "fantastic?"
Chris: You could've just said, "I hate to say I told you so."
Greg: I told you so.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] If smacking Greg is wrong, I don't want to be right.

Thurman: I have here Mr. Dickerson's essay, in which he received a grade of "B." But I'm not so sure he actually wrote this paper.
Chris: Why not?
Thurman: Walter, who was in World War I?
Walter Dickerson: Um, Earth and Jupiter.
Thurman: Now you see why I'm not sure?
Chris: Maybe he forgot.
Thurman: Forgot? Really? Forgot what? Forgot who was in World War I, or forgot to not sign your name on his paper, hmm? Or not do the whole thing in your handwriting? The two of you, huh? You insult my intelligence. Maybe if I was blind, you could turn this paper in and say that he wrote it, but I'm not blind. Hmm? Do I look blind? Hmm? Do I have black sunglasses and a piano?!
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Actually, he did.
[fantasy: Mr. Thurman playing and singing Tutti Frutti]

Thurman: You, you're suspended from tomorrow's game.
Walter Dickerson: Coach, I'm not suiting up?
Thurman: Oh, sure, you can suit up. But do it at home. And after you suit up, I want you to write me an essay on the events leading up to World War II. And you.
Chris: I know, detention.
Thurman: Oh, no. Detention is way too easy. You turned your back on easy when you did his paper, Cool Breeze. So, Lincoln goes through all this trouble to issue the Emancipation Proclamation, frees your people from slavery, and what do you do? you run around doing other people's work for them. You're killing me. Et tu Kunta Kinte?
Chris: I'm sorry.
Thurman: No. I'm sorry. But I'm going to help you out. Maybe Lincoln couldn't get to you, but I can.
Chris: What are you going to do?
Thurman: [chuckles] Wouldn't you like to know?

Rochelle: Oh, how was your day with the dead people?
Julius: I got fired today.
Rochelle: Fired?!
Julius: Yes, fired.
Rochelle: Fired? Are you kidding? You've never been fired a day in your life. Fired?
Julius: Yes, fired.
Rochelle: Fired. That is ridiculous. Why would he do such a thing?
Julius: He said he wanted a full-time person. He said crack was making his business boom.
Rochelle: Fired.

Chris: Do I really have to do this?
Thurman: Chris, you wanna work for people? You want to do what he does? You do everything he does. I want you to get out on that field, and...
Commentator: [over PA] Rock broken up by number 72.
Thurman: Where'd you go? I wasn't done talking yet. What I was saying was, I want you do get out on that field, and I want you to give it everything you got...