Stevie: Tonight... was... awesome.
Malcolm: Well, we kind of got lucky.
Stevie: I was... sort of hoping... to get caught.
Malcolm: What?
Stevie: Never been... in trouble. Like to see... what it's like.
Malcolm: Sometimes you're such a Krelboyne.
[As Malcolm pushes Stevie's chair towards his house, two police cars pull up outside the house]
Stevie: I guess... we are... in trouble... after all. [Malcolm has disappeared] Malcolm? Malcolm. Malcolm?