Craig: Yup, quit my job at Lucky Aide, bought a little secondhand Vesper and I'm about to hit the road.
Malcolm: What?
Craig: That's right. I'm going to finally fulfill my dream of eating a Swedish pancake in every IHOP in America. It's only been done twice, you know, and one of those was undocumented.
Lois: Craig, that's crazy. Why are you doing this?
Craig: Oh, you know, it's the same old story. Girlfriend crowding me, too many friends jockeying for face time. A man needs his freedom, Lois. What more can I say? Anyways, I won't be able to cover your Friday night shift after all.
Malcolm: [to camera] I know this is all my fault, but maybe this will be good for him. He's made a realistic decision to evaluate his life. How can that be bad?
Craig: I don't have much money, but I've got my banjo. I figure I'd pay for my meals with songs. The kindness of strangers should take care of the rest.
Lois: Well, then I guess it's good-bye.
Craig: You know I've never been really big on the sissy stuff, so I'd better just haul tush.