Malcolm: I don't want to go to a special class. People think I'm weird enough already.
Lois: I know.
Malcolm: I like where I am. I want to stay.
Lois: Sweetie, life does not give you a lot of chances to move up even if you deserve it. Look at your dad and me. Malcolm, I'm proud of you. You boys are so lucky. You have so many gifts that other kids don't have. And I don't just mean Stevie Kenarban, either. I mean, look at those Parker boys across the street. They may be healthy, but honest to God those are the ugliest little boys ever born. They look like boiled beets, don't you think? And those Henderson kids? That electrocuted their dog when they were trying to get free cable. How smart can they be? Just remember... any kid who makes fun of you is a creepy little loser who'll end up working in a car wash.
Malcolm: [to camera] This shouldn't make me feel better, but it does.
Lois: You'll be all right, sweetie. If you don't make a big deal out of this, nobody else will either.