Malcolm: What is your problem, you stupid car? You're driving me nuts.
Stevie: Where... were you?
Malcolm: Oh, Stevie, good. Here, take this. If it turns over, yank it out.
Stevie: I waited... at the library.
Malcolm: You should have seen her today. I was at a light and these jerks pulled up next to me, wanting to race. I hit the gas and she just flew. I totally blew the doors off for four seconds before she dropped an oil pan. [engine starts] That's it!