Malcolm: Dad's under there!
Reese: Oh, my God you're right! Let's go!
Malcolm: No, no, no.
Hal: You boys are in so much trouble.
Dewey: I'm calling Mom.
Malcolm: Dad, are you okay?
Hal: I can't feel anything below my left knee. Is my foot okay?
Reese: Your foot looks fine. But I think the rest of you is facing the wrong way. [Hal whimpers]