Malcolm: I hope this kid shows up soon. I was planning on visiting Stevie today.
Hal: Well, you just saw him yesterday, didn't you?
Malcolm: Not exactly.
Hal: But you did see him over the weekend, right?
Malcolm: No.
Hal: Wait. How many times have you seen Stevie?
Malcolm: If you add them all up... none.
Hal: None? Malcolm, I can't believe what I'm hearing. Your best friend is in the hospital, and you're here helping me stalk a ten-year-old.
Malcolm: I'm trying, but visiting someone in the hospital isn't as easy as you might think.
Hal: Malcolm, don't you see what you're doing? You're just avoiding an unpleasant situation.
Malcolm: I know. It's just that Stevie and I have never really talked seriously about his illnesses. We've kind of had this unspoken agreement that he was just a regular kid. If I had to see him lying in his hospital bed, hooked up to God knows what, it's kind of hard to pretend like nothing's wrong. I just don't know what to say.
Hal: Son, don't think about it. Sometimes all you have to say is hello.
Malcolm: That's a great way to put it. So simple.
Hal: I got it off that bus bench over there. It's an ad for a long-distance company. You get yourself down to that hospital and show Stevie that you give a damn.