Jessica: Listen, Monday I need you to get your mom out of the house for a couple of hours after school. Take her to a chick flick or something. You should enjoy that.
Malcolm: What for?
Jessica: My boyfriend's coming over, and I'd like to have the house to ourselves, if you know what I mean.
Malcolm: What?!
Jessica: Oh, good, you do know what I mean. I wasn't sure with that whole chasm of loneliness crap.
Malcolm: You can't hook up in my house. I've never hooked up in my house.
Jessica: Okay, Malcolm, it's your decision. I'm just a little worried how your mom might react when she finds out that the only reason you've been opening up to her is to get her car.
Malcolm: That's not even true anymore. Anyway, you'd look just as bad.
Jessica: Malcolm, my dad's in jail, and I live on a couch. Looking bad isn't really a big motivator for me. Now, you owe me.
Malcolm: You'd really do it, wouldn't you?
Jessica: Knowing me... Yeah.
Malcolm: Fine, but I can't believe you're being like this. I thought you were helping me because you were my friend.
Jessica: Yeah, Malcolm? Save the girl talk for your mom.