Mrs. Inkster: The matinee gets out at 4:00 so we should be back before dinner.
Malcolm: Okay. What do you want me to feed the kids for lunch?
Mr. Inkster: Whatever you want. We trust you.
Malcolm: [to camera] They trust me. People like this trust me. I obviously have to say something nice back to them. This is why my family sucks. I have no training in this. [to the Inksters] This job... me like.
Mrs. Inkster: Well, we're thrilled to have found you, Malcolm. The kids love you. You're great to have around. You've really become one of the family.