Adult Chris: [v.o.] Sometimes when my dad was at work and the kids were asleep, my mom did something that no one in the house knew about. She smoked.
Rochelle: [to herself] Where are my cigarettes?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] The problem with losing something you're not supposed to have is you can't tell anybody you lost it.
[fantasy:]
Disheveled Man: Oh, excuse me, Officer. I'd like to file a report about some missing crack.
[reality:]
Rochelle: [to herself] I know they were in here. Did you find my cigarettes, Julius? "Daily Race Form?"
Adult Chris: [v.o.] My mom said my dad couldn't bet on the numbers. She never said anything about those numbers being on horses.

Adult Chris: [v.o.] Even though I couldn't drive my car, I could still enjoy it. I could listen to music that I liked. I could adjust the seat the way I wanted it. Best of all, when I was in my car, nobody could bother me.
Rochelle: [knocks on the window] Boy, get out of that car. It's getting late.

Adult Chris: [v.o.] Even though I couldn't drive my car, it still felt pretty good being a car owner.
Chris: Oh, no! My school books.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] I learned that people will break into a car to steal anything.
Chris: Ahh!
[fantasy: Jerome is walking down the street when he passes a parked car.:]
Jerome: Ooh. Look, a brick.
[Jerome uses the brick already in his hand to smash the car's window, takes the brick from the driver's seat and leaves his own brick behind.]

Rochelle: I told you a car was a big responsibility.
Julius: What did they take this time?
Police Officer: They took the radio, a box of tissues, one sneaker and the ashes in the ashtray.
Julius: They took the ashtray?
Chris: No, the ashes in the ashtray. The ashtray's still in there.
Police Officer: Got it. Anything else?
Chris: Yeah, my homework and textbooks.
Rochelle: Why would they steal those?
Police Officer: They take them and sell them in the White neighborhoods.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Along with aqua socks and yoga mats.
Chris: So what I'll do now?
Police Officer: Fill out this form and we'll see what we can do.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Which means, "Now that you've wasted my time, allow me to waste some of yours."

Adult Chris: [v.o.] It had taken longer than I thought, but I finally had everything I needed to hit the road.
Chris: Thanks for the loan, Doc.
Doc: I figured it's worth it. I get a reliable ride and a driver when I need it.
Chris: Oh, I'll take you wherever you want to go.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] As long as you don't want to go anywhere.
Doc: Let's roll. [engine stutters] What's the matter?
Chris: It won't start.
Doc: Looks like you out of gas.
Chris: But the tank was full.
Doc: Well I see the problem. Looks like you getting siphoned.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] I would get out, but he'd probably just rob me.

Adult Chris: [v.o.] Later, I went and got gas and now I really had everything I needed to get on the road. Everything except a car.

Adult Chris: [v.o.] The cops got used to coming to my house more than O.J. and Nicole's.

Chris: It was right there.
Police Officer: Was there money in it?
Chris: No.
Police Officer: A baby?
Chris: No! There was no money and no baby. It was just my car.
Police Officer: "No money, no baby, just car."
Chris: Are you just gonna stand there and write, or are you gonna do something?
Police Officer: ... Do something?
Chris: Yeah.
Police Officer: Tell you what. You got copies of your...
Chris: Registration? [the officer nods] Yeah, I'll be right back. [walks off]
Police Officer: "Do something." Yeah, we'll get right on it.

Rochelle: Well, I get stressed out.
Julius: Oh, well, we won't get out stressed at all when you have to get your lungs removed.
Chris: Yeah, like when Dad had the gout and-
Rochelle: Okay, fine, fine, fine. I quit.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Ironically, smoking caused my mother a lot more stress than not smoking.

Julius: How long have you been hiding this?
Rochelle: Me? Well, how long have you been hiding this? [throws racing form to Julius]
Chris: Dad, you been gambling?
Drew: You know how Ma feels about that.
Rochelle: Mmm.
Julius: Yeah? We'll see how she feels about this. [takes out Drew's pen]
Tonya: Ooh. You have a naked-lady pen?
Julius: No, Drew has a naked-lady pen.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Secretly, he was happy it wasn't a naked-man pen.
Rochelle: Oh, no. We gotta talk.