Greg Quote #5

Quote from Greg in Everybody Hates Keisha

Greg: What's with the outfit?
Chris: Oh, Keisha's coming over to tutor Drew today and I want to look good.
Greg: So, uh, what's the plan? I mean, you've got to have a plan.
Chris: Well, I guess, when I get home, I'll check in just to make sure everything's cool. And then, when Drew's finished, he'll be outside and then Tonya will be watching the TV. That'll leave the two of us... alone. And then, you know...
Greg: No, I don't. I mean, you going to ask her to be your girlfriend?
Adult Chris: [v.o.] I didn't know a lot of girls who had boyfriends. Babies, yes, but not boyfriends.
Chris: I don't know. Maybe.
Greg: Hey, you think it'd be weird if I, you know, went home with you, hid in your closet and watched the whole thing?
Chris: Yeah.
Greg: Thought so.

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 ‘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.