Old Man Willie: Hey, break it up! Break it up! What's wrong with you two guys?
Chris: He got us lost.
Drew: Nobody asked your stupid butt to come anyway!
Old Man Willie: Where are you heading to?
Drew: The Long Island Wilmont Hotel. I wanna meet Wayne Gretzky and get his autograph.
Old Man Willie: You mean "The Great One"? Number 99?
Drew: Yeah, you're a hockey fan?
Old Man Willie: Oh, I love it. We must be the only three Black hockey fans in New York.
Chris: Uh, I'm not a hockey fan.
Old Man Willie: Well, I guess it's just us then. And the few guys playing in the NHL.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] What?
Chris: Wait, there are Black hockey players?
Old Man Willie: Oh, yeah. Willie O'Ree was the first. Played with the Boston Bruins. And now they've got Grant Fuhr. He plays with Gretzky. He's a goalie.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Which technically makes him a target.

Drew: Do you know how to get to Long Island from here?
Old Man Willie: No, but I'll ask this gentleman here. Excuse me, sir? Would you happen to know the directions to Long Island?
Kevin Weekes: Yeah. You're gonna take that bus over there to the Seven Line.
Drew: Seven Line.
Kevin Weekes: And then you're gonna take that to Flushing...
Chris: Flushing, stupid!
Kevin Weekes: ...and you're gonna take the Long Island Railroad to Westbury.
Both: Westbury.
Drew: Thank you, sir.
Kevin Weekes: You're welcome.
Chris: By the way, I'm Drew and this is my brother, Chris.
Old Man Willie: Hi, I'm Willie O'Ree. Pleasure.
Drew: [gasps] Nice to meet you.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] When Willie scored three goals they didn't call it the hat trick. They call it the Black trick.

Risky: Chris and Drew are missing? No, I haven't seen them, but I think I can help you. For just 17 cents a day, you can adopt one of these African children. And the best part is they don't live with you.
Tonya: Ooh, can we take Ubingi? He's so cute.
Julius: Not for 17 cents a day.