Helmut: Here. Take this.
Malcolm: What's this for?
Helmut: Sedatives. Your surgery has been moved up.
Malcolm: What do you mean, moved up? My parents aren't even here.
Helmut: I'm sure they've been notified.
Malcolm: Look, I'm not taking these until after I get another blood test.
Helmut: Take the pills.
Malcolm: No! I'm not going to! You can't force... [forces pills into Malcolm's mouth] I know you are frightened, and that is normal for a little boy. But now you must let the grown-ups handle things. All you have to do is relax and let the pills take effect. That's a good boy.
[Malcolm spits the pills in Helmut's face, jumps out of the bed and runs out]