[First scene in the series]
[narrating] 1982. That was the year I turned 13. Before I was a comedian, I thought the coolest thing that would happen to me was being a teenager. I was gonna have women, money, stay out late-- I thought it was gonna be the bomb. Boy, was I wrong.
CHRIS! Get in the bathroom and wipe the pee off the toilet seat! [under her breath] Disgusting!
[last lines of episode]
[narrating] My dad always checked on us in between jobs: His night job, and his late-at-night job.
Hey, man. I thought you were asleep.
I'm sorry I ate the big piece of chicken.
That was 89¢ worth of chicken. What, you didn't get enough to eat at school?
Now I'm still hungry. [sits on Chris' bed] Look. Next time, eat a little something extra at breakfast, okay?
[pulls out cash] Here. [pulls cash from Chris before his can get it] Now, don't go pullin' this money out. Somebody'll try to rob you. [gives cash to Chris] Don't tell you mother about this. Everything okay at school?
[narrating] I didn't tell him about the fight. My dad went to school during the Civil Rights Era. After hoses, tanks, and a dog bites on your ass, somehow, Joey Caruso didn't compare.
Okay. I'll see you in the morning.
[narrating] My father wasn't the type to say "I love you." I was one of four fathers on the block. "I'll see you in the morning." meant he was coming home. Coming home was his way of saying "I love you."
Unplug that clock, boy. You can't tell time when you sleep. That's two cents an hour.
[Chris begrudgingly decides to unplug his clock.]
[offscreen; angrily] What the Hell happened to my towel?! [Chris' eyes widen in shock, as if thinking "I'm busted!", as the screen freeze-frames and fades to black, ending the episode as "Rapper's Delight" by The Sugarhill Gang plays in the background]
TTanya
But I don't like it.
You're going to eat this sausage, do you hear me?! Girl, do you think I'm playin' with you?!
Oh, no! No! Rochelle! No! Rochelle! Rochelle, no, no, no, no!
[Chris, Drew and Julius and protect Tanya from Rochelle trying to force her to eat the sausage, with "Ma Cherie Amour" by Stevie Wonder playing in the background.]
[narrating] It took us about an hour to get my mother off of Tonya's behind, but eventually, Tonya did eat her sausage. And as for my mother, well, to this very day, she still ain't raisin' no babies.
Chris, I was in the basement. I didn't see your bike.
[quickly makes up a lie] I put it under a sheet so it wouldn't get dirty.
[suspiciously] Not my good sheets?
[shakes his head] No, ma'am.
[narrating] If my parents found out about my bike, this was gonna be my last meal.
What'd you put in these eggs?
A little ham, cheddar cheese, seasoned salt, a touch of Basil, and just a, a little dash of hot sauce.
They taste a little funny.
Did you want something else?
[takes a bite of sausage] Hmm. [Julius is quizzical] A little dry.
Rochelle, I feel bad enough about not working. I don't need you around here complaining about how I do things.
[shrugs] Well, if you did things right, I wouldn't have to complain.
Half the stuff around here I do better than you! [Rochelle pauses while eating] It ain't that hard.
[narrating] My father was the oldest of ten brothers and sisters. He had been cooking and cleaning all of his life. But even if the job wasn't that hard, he's not supposed to say it.
[Rochelle stares at Julius] What? You got somethin' to say? [Rochelle dryly smiles, stands up, and a warning message appears on screen]
Warning: The following scene contains language of a frank and explicit nature. Viewer discretion is advised.
Well, ain't this about a bi--?! [Cuts to outside of house as Rochelle is heard inside yelling. Crashes can be heard. People outside stop.] Are you crazy?! You do my job for [crash] one day, and now it ain't that damn hard?! You bacon-frying, biscuit-baking, pancake-making, bald-headed bastard! [Time card reading, "One Hour Later", appears] You must think I'm crazy! [crash; everyone ducks and moans] You can kiss my "Ain't-That-Hard" a--! [another crash, everyone runs away, screaming; cut to Rochelle inside] Have you LOST your mind?! [She leaves the room]
[narrating] And that was my mother's way of letting him off easy.
[pretending to be tired] Hey, what are ya gon' make for dinner? [Rochelle stares at him.] Huh?
[A warning message appears on screen]
Warning: The following scene contains language of a frank and explicit nature. Viewer discretion is advised.
Have you lost your monkey-ass mind? "Dinner"?! Do I look like Florence from The Jeffersons?! Get over here and pick this crap up, before I smack the shine off yo head!