Malcolm: Look, we can find Dewey. We just need to start on one side of the park, work our way through and stay the hell away from that guard.
[The guard walks up behind them]
Reese: No way, no way! We stay right here. That maniac's out there somewhere... waiting for us.
[After the guard belches, Malcolm and Reese run away as he grabs Stevie]
Stevie: Save... yourselves!
[The guard pulls Stevie up into his cabin]
Malcolm: Oh, man, he's got Stevie. We got to do something.
Reese: Why? Maybe it's his time. Who are we to play God?

Lois: What is taking him so long? How many places could the boys hide in an impound lot? [dogs bark]
Hal: Start the car! Start the car! Go, go! Go, go, go, go, go! Go, go, go, go, go. [laughs] Eat our dust, you stupid dogs! Hal wins again! Whew. Well, they're not there.

Dewey: Hey, guys.
Malcolm: Dewey, that's not funny.
Dewey: Where's Stevie?
Malcolm: The guard grabbed him.
Reese: Yeah, he locked him up in his trailer, and he's doing who knows what to him.
Dewey: Maybe my friends can help.
Malcolm: What friends?
[A group of circus performers walk out of the shadows]
Reese: We come in peace.

Kitty: Thanks for looking after our boys, Gorak. We hope they weren't too much of a bother.
Gorak: Hey, I know how kids can be. I got two little monsters of my own. And, Hal, don't forget, poker this weekend.
Hal: Absolutely.
Gorak: Too bad the boys didn't get to see our show. Next time we're in town, we'll get them backstage.
Lois: Only if you take me up on that home-cooked meal.
Gorak: You got it, Lois. [Hal chuckles] These boys have had a rough night, so... take it easy on them?
Lois: Right now all I'm worried about is getting them home.
[When Abe honks his horn, the boys start walking in front of the car]

Reese: This sucks. This would've turned out perfect if Francis didn't rat us out.
Malcolm: What are you smiling about?
Dewey: [holding goldfish] Gorak gave me one of his babies.