Malcolm: They put you in with the Buseys?!
Dewey: Yeah, it's real interesting. Today, we learned about our greatest enemies, Mr. Matches and Mr. Talk-Out-Of-Turn. Oh, and I also got to see a crane lower a flight simulator into the Krelboyne class.
Malcolm: Oh, my God! Does Mom know?
Dewey: You're still alive, so no.
Malcolm: I'm so sorry. I swear I'll fix this. Just don't tell Mom. Please, please don't tell Mom.
Dewey: You know, I like the begging, but it needs something. [Malcolm gets down on his knees] Better, but... still not enough.
[Malcolm hears a car pull into the driveway]
Malcolm: Dewey, this is my paycheck. There's $98.00 here. I will give you everything I make until you get out of that class.