Malcolm: Hey, Mom, I...
Lois: Did you find your father?
Malcolm: No. I-I wasn't...
Lois: Well, it doesn't matter. I went through his wallet when we passed the state line. Let's see how much damage he can do with $20 and a library card.
Malcolm: Okay, look, since you're obviously too caught up in playing the martyr here to even listen to an apology, you've forced me to go out and get these. They're for that stupid Boone Vincent guy. We're going together. [to camera] Hey, that came out better than I thought.
Lois: VIP seats?!