Malcolm: Come on, Stevie, pay attention. You just had Hitler invade Malibu.
Stevie: Sorry.
Malcolm: What's up with you lately?
Reese: Hi, guys.
Malcolm: Hey, Reese, how'd it go with the principal?
Reese: Fantastic. I love when they get old and they start just phoning it in. [holds up bloody knuckles] He's actually willing to believe this is from obsessive hand washing. [mouths to Stevie] Four days.
Malcolm: Reese took out Scotty Riselli today. It was brutal. You should have seen it. He hit him so hard, a few times he actually lifted him up in the air. And the blood was... I mean, there's always blood, but Scotty was like one of those big sprinklers, you know? And once he went down, Reese went to work on him. Did you know he had dental tools? Hey, I get Africa.