Adult Chris: [v.o.] Things always worked out best in my house when everybody did their job. And after being more embarrassed than I'd ever been in my life, all I had to do was one more thing.
Chris: Mom, I got my report card.
Rochelle: A D! My baby got a D.
Chris: And you're happy about that?
Rochelle: I'm just happy I don't have to smack the chap off your lips.

Chris: Pancakes?
Drew: Hey, Mom, we're having pancakes?
Rochelle: No, Chris is having pancakes. That's my baby's reward for getting an A.
Tonya: Can I have some pancakes?
Rochelle: Do you get an A?
Tonya: I got a B.
Rochelle: That's not an A.
Julius: Can I have some pancakes? I think my foot's getting better. I might be able to make it to work tomorrow.
Rochelle: Pancakes are for people who get A's, not for people who get the gout. Baby, you want anything else? My A student deserves nothing but the best.
Chris: No. No. Oh, by the way, my teacher says she won't be able to see you today.
Rochelle: That's okay, baby. I'll talk to her next time. You want some butter?

Rochelle: Oh, don't mind me. I'm just here to watch my brilliant, mathematician son in action. Ms. Morello said it would be okay. [Chris turns around and sees Ms. Morello glaring at him]
Adult Chris: [v.o.] If I could just be cool, maybe everything will be all right.
Ms. Morello: Today we're doing fractions. What does three twelfths plus three fourths equal?
Rochelle: Ooh! Ooh! Me! Pick me.
Ms. Morello: Rochelle.
Rochelle: Chris has an answer. He got an A.
Ms. Morello: That's right. He did get an A.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] If I could drive, I'd do this. [footage of the police chasing a car]
Chris: I don't know the answer.
Rochelle: No? Well, how is that possible? You're the math wiz. The human calculator. You got an A.
Chris: I actually got an F.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] This must be how Marion Barry felt when that tape got out.
Rochelle: Miss Morello, thank you for your time. Come on, Chris.
Joey Caruso: See you later, Stymie.

Julius: Baby, let's talk about this. Come on.
Rochelle: Oh, so now you want to talk to me? Why don't you just talk to your friends, since you talk to them all the time?
Julius: Rochelle, those are your friends. We were just talking about the soaps. Are you jealous?
Rochelle: Hell, yeah. Damn skippy. How would you feel if you came home and I was sitting there talking to a bunch of your friends about football?
Julius: You like football?
Rochelle: No, I don't like football. Julius, you always want to talk to me about bills or the kids. I just think it would be nice to talk about something else for a change.
Rochelle: You want to talk about the gout?
Rochelle: No! I don't want to talk about the gout!

Adult Chris: [v.o.] In my house, everyone had a job. It was my father's job to pay the bills.
[Rochelle and the kids are wearing winter clothes as they huddle together in the kitchen:]
Tonya: I'm hungry.
Drew: I'm cold.
Chris: I'm hungry and cold.
Rochelle: Eat a piece of cracker. Your father's coming.
Julius: [enters] I've got the money. [all cheer]

Adult Chris: [v.o.] It was my mother's job to keep the house and the kids in line.
[montage:]
Rochelle: Boy, quit leaving your socks all over the place.
Rochelle: Boy, mop the floor.
Rochelle: Girl, clean up the table.
Julius: Good job, baby.

Chris: Oh, no.
Greg: What?
Chris: I got an F.
Greg: Aw, man. That's rough. What's your mom gonna say?
Chris: I don't know, but it ain't gonna be "Free at last."

Adult Chris: [v.o.] At Corleone, if you needed something like a forged report card or a tardy slip, there was one guy that could get it for you, and his name was Fisher.
Greg: Hey, Fisher.
Fisher: Who's this?
Greg: Chris.
Fisher: Tell him I'm not talking to him.
Greg: He's not talking to you.
Fisher: Chris. He a friend of yours?
Greg: Yeah.
Fisher: Pat him down.
Greg: [pats Chris down] He's clean.
Fisher: What does he want?
Chris: I need a new-
Fisher: Hey, hey. Tell him I'm not talking to him.

Greg: He's not talking to you. He needs a new report card. He got an F, but he doesn't want to show it to his mother.
Fisher: Okay, I got it. It's a two-part job. He needs a report card with an A for his mother to sign, and a report card with an F with his mother's signature on it.
Chris: So you'll do it?
Fisher: I'm not talking to him.
Greg: He's not talking to you.
Greg: So you'll do it?
Fisher: Okay, let's say I do this for him. What's he gonna do for me?
Greg: What do you want?
Fisher: How about a book report for English? [Chris nods at Greg] Hey, what the hell's the matter with you? Don't you see me talking to you?
Greg: Don't you see him talking to you?
Chris: Can it be on Martin Luther King?
Fisher: Deal. Meet me in the science lab storage room at 3:00.
Chris: Thanks.
Fisher: Yeah. Hey, look over there.
[As Chris and Greg turn around and see a guy using the water fountain, the stall where Fisher and his men were working disappears]

Sheila: Hey, Julius.
Julius: Uh... Rochelle's not here. [starts to close the door]
Sheila: No, no, no. Rochelle told me to stop by and check on you. And I brought you this.
Julius: What, a salad?
Sheila: Yeah, a salad. I gotta get back to The Young and the Restless.
Julius: You watching The Young and the Restless?
Sheila: Yeah. Why?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Usually my father was uncomfortable around Sheila, but not when The Young and the Restless was on.
[cut to Julius eating the salad as he watches TV with Sheila:]
Julius: You think Victor and Nicky are going to stay together?
Sheila: Sure look so.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] It's like they were watching a game.