Dewey: Is Malcolm a robot?
Hal: No, son, he's just smart. Very, very, very, very, very, very smart.
Francis: Hey, Malcolm how many fingers am I holding up? [everyone laughs]
Malcolm: Shut up.
Reese: Analyze what I had for lunch. [burps]
Malcolm: Get off me, you moron.
Lois: You know what I don't understand? You rattle off those numbers but you can't remember to brush your teeth.
Hal: Hey, who's for Burger Barn? [cheering] Burger Barn! Burger Barn! Burger Barn!