Reese: This family sucks. They don't care anything about us, they don't even listen to us! Let's get out of here.
Dewey: To the Demolition Derby?
Reese: No, I mean let's really get outta here and get away from these people.
Malcolm: Where are we gonna go?
Reese: [holds up credit card] Wherever this takes us. I snagged it out of Dad's wallet this morning.
Malcolm: You knew we were going to need it tonight?
Reese: Er, yeah.