Malcolm: Dad, chili for breakfast?
Hal: Hey, Jamie ate two bowls and you don't hear him complaining.
Reese: Why isn't Mom back from Grandma's yet?
Hal: For God's sakes, Reese, your grandmother lost a leg. Show a little compassion for your mother who's stuck there taking care of that miserable hag. She'll be back when she gets back. And don't take this out on me. I'm not the one who walked into the street. But no one's blaming you for this, Dewey.
Dewey: Dad, I already feel awful about it.
Hal: Which is exactly what I'm telling you not to do. You need to stay positive. Think about how good you'll feel next time when you remember to look both ways.