Lois: Hey, Reese, how's your leg?
Reese: Not bad. The pain goes away when I black out.
Lois: You guys want anything to drink?
Reese: Sure.
Malcolm: Great.
Dewey: All right.
Lois: One more thing. Did you really think I wouldn't notice a busted up minibike half-buried in the sandbox?
Craig: Jellybean and I are leaving now. Once again, I'm very sorry. I can't even look you people in the eye. [exits]
Lois: [to the boys] I think we'll call this one a wash.