Ballet Teacher: Okay, ladies, that's good for today. And Tonya, great job. You'll make a wonderful ballerina.
Tonya: Thank you.
Rochelle: See, honey? I told you you would be great.
Tonya: Yeah, but you also threatened to slap the arch out of my foot if I wasted Daddy's money.
Rochelle: [chuckles] Don't say that too loud.

Adult Chris: [v.o.] While we were talking about people, people were talking about us.
Jennifer: [scoffs] Why would she go with him? He's so dirty.
Sydney: I think he's blackmailing her, and he's so ignorant.
Lisa: Anybody would be better than him. He's so... sneaky.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] That was the nice way of putting it. What they really meant was...
Jennifer: [scoffs] What is she thinking? He's so Black.
Sydney: Has she lost her mind? He's Black.
Lisa: Did somebody hit her in the head with a baseball bat, poke her eyes out and shoot her up with drugs? Doesn't she know he's Black?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Talk about me going to the dance with Carrie spread like wildfire, and the fire looked something like this.

Adult Chris: [v.o.] I thought I had made my mind up about the dance, but at home, it was a split decision.
Rochelle: So, you don't want to go to your dance?
Julius: I don't blame him for not going. He's the only Black kid in an all-White school. Believe me: I know what that's like.
Drew: You went to an all-White school?
Julius: I went to an all-White world. Everything's all White: schools, the grocery stores, the laundromats.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] The NBA.