Malcolm: You would not!
Reese: I would, too!
Malcolm: No clothes, go across the street and ring Mrs. Conlan's door bell.
Reese: Yeah, I would do it but you don't have ten bucks.
Malcolm: Dewey.
Dewey: [holds note] Ah-ah! No underwear, no clothes at all.
Reese: Of course. [picks up a frying pan set]
Malcolm: What are you doing?
Reese: You said no clothes. I'll be right back, losers.
[Reese runs out of the house naked, with the frying pan set covering his parts]
Dewey: Never thought he'd do it.
Malcolm: I guess he outsmarted us. You opened her gate, right?
Dewey: Of course. [dog barks]
Reese: [o.s.] Good dog. Good dog. Go away. [crashing] Somebody help! Argh!