Lois: [to Malcolm] You took that test, didn't you? You cheated... [to Reese] You let him cheat for you? [to Mr. Woodward] You gave something he wrote an "F"?! [thunder cracks] You are out to get him! Oh, I can't wait to see you expelled or disbarred or whatever it is they do to creepy little men who abuse their power.
Mr. Woodward: There is no need for name-calling. I suggest we just leave things as they are...
Lois: Oh, I don't think so.
Mr. Woodward: Here's the situation: if you notify the school, then the school will find out Malcolm cheated. He'll be expelled.
Lois: Don't you threaten me.
Mr. Woodward: This isn't a threat. I just don't think you'd throw away the son who achieves for... well, Reese.
Lois: You don't think I'd sacrifice this one? [Mr. Woodward shakes his head] Let me explain something to you. I would sell Malcolm down the river in a heartbeat to save Reese.
Malcolm: What?
Lois: Malcolm's gonna be fine no matter what happens. Maybe he'll have to go to junior college or start off blue collar, but he'll work his way up to management eventually. Reese is the one who needs saving.
Mr. Woodward: I don't believe you. No mother could ever be that callous to her own son.
Francis: [yells through the window] Mom, please let me come home! I'm cold and I'm hungry! Please, I'll fix the roof! I'll paint the house, I'll do anything, Mom! Please, just let me live indoors, Mom! Please, I want to be warm again! Mom, please!
Mr. Woodward: Maybe we can work something out. [Francis wails]