Reese: Malcolm, you gotta help me.
Malcolm: What's goin' on?
Reese: It's horrible. There's $400 missing from my register at the end of my shift and they think I took it.
Malcolm: Well, did you?
Reese: No, of course not!
Barton: I'm Barton.
Reese: Who's this dork?
Malcolm: My tutor.
Reese: You're kiddin' me! The one time I need you to be a genius, I find you're faking the whole smart thing?