Malcolm: [to camera] I swear to God, on paper, this was a great idea.
Lois: All right, that's it. Get dressed - we're going to dinner.
Malcolm: [to camera] Oh, my God, it did work.
Reese: What?
Lois: Dinner. I won't have you boys starving to death. The last thing I need is a bunch of social workers and reporters tearing up the front lawn. Now, hurry up before I change my mind.
Reese: What about the dress?
Lois: I really liked that dress.