Malcolm: I have a favor to ask. I'm taking Music Appreciation, but I'm not doing so well. I have to get an "A" in this class. I know you know about this stuff, so I'm willing to pay you ten bucks an hour to teach me until I get it right, okay?
Dewey: [laughs] "The Adagio for Organ and Strings" makes you happy?
Malcolm: Are you going to help me or not?
Dewey: So let me get this straight. You, the brilliant genius Malcolm, are coming to me, your little brother, for help on your homework?
Malcolm: Yes, Dewey, that's right.
Dewey: So you're a total idiot at music?
Malcolm: Yes, Dewey, it seems that way.
Dewey: Huh. That's probably why you're such a drag to be around.
Malcolm: Yes, Dewey, that's probably why I'm such a drag to be around.
Dewey: Interesting. And that must be why you're hitting yourself.
Malcolm: Is this gonna take long?
Dewey: Depends how fast you obey. And that must be why you're hitting yourself.