Malcolm: Look, I know where this is going-
Reese: No, you don't. You're going to help me.
Malcolm: That is where I was going.
Reese: Oh. Good. Let's get started.
Malcolm: No!
Reese: Come on! You have to!
Malcolm: No. Don't you know how embarrassing that could be for me?
Reese: I know what's more embarrassing.
Malcolm: What?
Reese: Getting beaten into a coma by a good boy cheerleader.