Malcolm: I can't believe she's sleeping in the bed right down the hall. I can't sleep.
Reese: You're not that cute.
Dewey: [screams]
Patty: [enters] What's the matter?
Dewey: I'm scared. I had a nightmare. [sobs]
Patty: Oh, you poor baby. Want to sleep with me? [Dewey nods] Ok, come on. [Dewey smiles at his brothers] All right. [both exit]
Malcolm: I don't believe it! I'm supposed to be the genius and I'm being outsmarted by a kid who can't even tie his own shoes.
Reese: We can't let him get away with this.
Malcolm: We're taking him down.