Julius: You can't just quit something 'cause you don't like it, Chris.
Chris: But Mom quits her job all the time.
Julius: But you're a man. And men don't quit. What if Jackie Robinson quit? What if George Washington Carver quit? What if Martin Luther King Jr. quit?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] When my father had a point to make, he always started off strong, but he never ended that way.
[45 minutes later:]
Julius: What if Colonel Sanders quit? What if Apollo Creed quit? What if Katherine Jackson quit making kids?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Ain't she a woman?!
Julius: They might be The Jackson Three. What if Kool from Kool and the Gang quit? You think they would have gotten a record contract if they were just called The Gang?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] To this day, I can't tell you what my father said but that smell stayed with me forever.

Rochelle: Another school?! [Julius shrugs] If you bail Chris out every time he doesn't like something, that means he's gonna run to you every time he has a problem. Which means he'll never learn how to be a man. And if you can't teach him how to be a man, that means you're a bad father. And if you're a bad father, that means I picked the wrong husband. And if you think I'm about to let people run around here talking about I just marry anybody, you must be out your damn mind.

Rochelle: Ooh! Oh, my God. Julius! What, are you selling the fish or sleeping with a mermaid?
Julius: What's wrong?
Rochelle: Oh, Drew, go open up the windows. Hurry up, Tonya, go get the fans. I'll bring y'all dinner up to y'all later.
Julius: Since when do they get to eat in their room?
Rochelle: Ooh. Since you turn people's stomachs. You smell like pierced ears and cheese. Are you going to come home smelling like this every day? [sprays] My God!
Julius: I don't know, but I if I do, y'all just going to have to get used to it. This job has too many perks.
Rochelle: Ooh. What am I going to do with that? No, you need to take your little friend upstairs and put him in the shower. 'Cause if he smells anything like you, I ain't cooking him, and I damn sure ain't eating him.
Julius: Baby.
Rochelle: Go! Just go! You smell like curried tube socks. [o.s.] Just go!