Malcolm: Dewey, stay with us. You're going to get lost.
Reese: No, I won't.
Malcolm: Yes, you will. You always do. You know you could help.
Reese: I'm watching him. He's right over-
Malcolm: Man, how does he do that? Totally your fault! He was right in your eye line. You don't pay attention to anything!
Reese: I pay attention. [sees a half-eaten hot dog on the ground] Score!
Malcolm: What are you doing?
Reese: [mouth full] Too slow.