[As Dewey and Reese sit on the couch watching TV, Reese is still sobbing]
Dewey: I can't take this anymore, Reese. You have to stop this and get on with your life. [Reese sobs] Did I remind you of your life? [Reese nods] Look, Reese. It's my ant farm. I've been raising them for months. I know all their names and love each and every one of them. Here, have fun.
Reese: Why does everything I love always turn into a pig?
Dewey: Hey, I've got it. You'll love this. Today at lunch, Rick Jensen sat in beef stew. And then spilled lemonade on his crotch. It was a perfect storm. Kids were coming from other schools to laugh at him.
Reese: Was he able to get his pants clean?
Dewey: Come on, Reese. You should get back to bed.
Reese: I'll bet his mom wasn't able to get his pants clean.