Julius Quote #9
Quote from Julius in Everybody Hates Keisha
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Back at home, my father was thinking about something he wanted.
Julius: Hey, baby. [slaps the woman's behind] Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hey! Who are you?
Sheila: I'm Sheila. You must be Julius.
Julius: What are you doing in my bathroom?
Sheila: Um, Rochelle said...
Julius: Where's Rochelle?
Sheila: She's downstairs, I think-
Julius: Rochelle!
Sheila: I live next door.
Julius: Where?
Sheila: Next door.
Julius: I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to, um smack on your...
Sheila: No, it's okay.
Julius: I thought you were-
Sheila: No. Forget about it. It's all right.
Rochelle: What?
Julius: Why didn't you let me know there were people in here?
Rochelle: I'm sorry.
Sheila: Uh, nice meeting you, Julius.
Everybody Hates Chris Quotes
‘Everybody Hates Keisha’ Quotes
Quote from Adult Chris
Tonya: Ooh, I'm telling.
Drew: Shut up, Tonya.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Usually, when Tonya said she was telling, that meant I was getting in trouble. But I didn't care. All I wanted to do was slap the black off of Drew.
[fantasy: Drew's face has a patchy complexion as he is carried into an ambulance on a stretcher:]
Detective: What happened?
Police Officer: Looks like the older brother came home, found the little brother kissing his woman and slapped the black off him.
Detective: [holding an evidence back] Is this the black?
Police Officer: All we could find.
Detective: So much for brotherly love.
Quote from Rochelle
Sheila: Rochelle, I love your place. How you keep it so clean with three kids?
Rochelle: Oh, no, my children know how to act. They know, once they walk through that front door, I don't tolerate no foolishness.
Sheila: Uh-uh.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] That's Sheila, Keisha's mother. My mother didn't make a lot of friends, because she's, what I like to call, a ghetto snob.
[flashback:]
Rochelle: Look at that woman out here with rollers in her hair.
Tonya: Mama, you have rollers on.
Rochelle: Yeah, but I'm wearing a scarf. No class.
Quote from Rochelle
Rochelle: Sit down, Julius. I know you're not blind, Julius. She's pretty. And if you think I look like her, then I'm okay with that.
Julius: Really?
Rochelle: No! If that happens again, somebody getting stabbed!
Adult Chris: [v.o.] That's my mother's version of being understanding.