Adult Dean: Mama was overwhelmed by what Daddy had done. He bucked society's norms for the woman he loved. Then she turned on a dime.
Lillian: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Where's Dean gonna live? What's he gonna do while you're working? What's he gonna eat?
Bill: I think they have food in New York, Lillian.
Lillian: Dean Williams, you listen to me. Don't you go anywhere without your father. There's a lot of traffic in New York City, so make sure you look both ways before you cross the street. [sighs] You know what? Just don't even cross the street. Just stay on whatever street you're on and make all lefts. Oh, my baby. [hugs Dean]

Adult Dean: I was so caught up in my poetic genius, I didn't even realize I had accidentally confessed my love to Keisa.
Dean: She probably didn't even notice, anyway. I saw a whole bunch of people write that.
Brad: Yeah. Girls do that to other girls.
Hampton: You only say "love" to your mom or wife. And your dad when he's about to die.

Adult Dean: Of course, to get to summer, you had to get through the last week of school. But everyone knew that was just a formality. There were no tests, no homework, no attempts at discipline. [Michael yawns] Even the bullies were phoning it in. The high point of the last week was getting and signing our yearbooks.
Norman: Guys, there's one of all of us.
Adult Dean: We were the first Black kids in the school. Clearly the photographer hadn't figured out how to light Black skin yet. And guess what... he never did.