Reese: What is wrong with you? How can you do this?
Malcolm: What are you talking about?
Reese: You invited them over here to gawk at Patty, like she's some piece of meat? Mom and Dad paid good money for her. She's ours!
Eraserhead: We're leaving.
Malcolm: He's not going to do anything with her in the house.
Dabney: Wow, she's like kryptonite.
Lloyd: So, this is Reese's blankie? It's darling.
Reese: I guess, suddenly there's no such thing as tomorrow.
Lloyd: [takes out wallet] All I have are singles.