Josh: Malcolm, what's going on?
Malcolm: Get away. I'm not talking to you.
Josh: Why? What'd I do?
Malcolm: You keep telling lies about me.
Josh: Oh, come on, man. It's just a joke. I-I didn't know you were so sensitive. [to a passing girl] Excuse me. My friend here thinks you're really pretty.
Malcolm: No, I don't- I mean...
Josh: Come on, Malcolm, just tell her. Okay, maybe then you'll stop following her around everywhere. I am telling you, it is not healthy.