Mr. & Mrs. Brown


 * [After Donna puts Rallo in his room for swearing...]
 * Rallo: Hey, man. I couldn't let you serve out this sentence alone. So, is that top bunk taken? [pokes Junior] Junior?
 * Junior: [reveals his bald head and a tear in his eye] You sleep on the floor, 'cause you're my bitch.
 * Rallo: Please don't knock my teeth out!
 * Junior: [about to punch him] You're 5, you'll grow more.
 * Rallo: [backs away until he bumps into the door] Mama!
 * Donna: [annoyed, off-screen] What?
 * Rallo: It was me! I stole the candy bar! Junior had nothing to do with it, I swear! Please, let him go!
 * Donna: [off-screen] Roberta?
 * Roberta: [off-screen] Fine by me.
 * Junior: [takes off the charade] Thanks, Rallo. But do let me know when your teeth fall out. [skips happily] [giggles]


 * Cleveland: Wow, Donna was dead-on. Oh, my god, Donna! Oh, what have I done?!


 * Donna: [sees a candy bar laying on the ground and picks it up] Where did this come from?
 * Junior: [claps hands] I hope a tree.
 * Donna: Rallo, did you steal this?
 * Rallo: What? Oh, 'cause I'm black?
 * Donna: Well, one of you boys stole it, and until someone comes cleaned, you're both grounded.
 * Rallo: Aw, for what?
 * Junior: On who's authority?
 * Donna: And Roberta, you were supposed to be watching them. You're grounded, too.
 * Roberta: Nuh-uh! How are you gonna cage a hurricane?
 * Donna: You know what? Because of that, [loudly] everybody's grounded!
 * Everyone: Aw...
 * 15-year-old Spanish girl: But it's my quinceanera.
 * Donna: You in America now.


 * Roberta: [to Rallo & Junior] All right, you booger eaters. My punishment is being in charge of your punishment. And I won't tolerate any humpin', bumpin', crumpin' or dumpin'.
 * Junior: What?!
 * Roberta: [leaves, slams door]
 * Junior: [throws down the clean stuff] Thanks alot, Rallo! I've never been grounded before!
 * Rallo: Look, relax. You're squeaky clean. As long as we apologize, Mom will unground us, time served, and you can go on about your creepy business.
 * Junior: I'm not apologizing for something I didn't do, you stole that candy!
 * Rallo: Fine, then I guess we're stuck here 'til you change your mind. [sits on the toilet seat and reads a book] [sees Junior staring at him] Look away. No, don't. Get used to this.


 * Rallo: [grunting] I'm gettin' strong in lock-up.


 * Junior: [giggles] That girl's called "Blubber". What a fat-ass.
 * Roberta: [to Rallo and Junior from downstairs] Prisoner 1 and Prisoner 19, report downstairs.