Lois: Oh, I'm sure it wasn't that bad.
Malcolm: They made me use a bedpan even though I could walk. They turned off the lights at 6:30 so I couldn't even read. And last night, some man put a metal cage on my head. They were going to operate on my brain.
Reese: [chuckles] Bedpan.
Lois: Sweetie, I'm sure it was just a bad dream.
Malcolm: Besides, I'm feeling a lot better now. I don't even think I need surgery.
Lois: It's okay. Surgery makes everybody a little scared. Trust me, this is going to be over before you know it.