Reese: I'm trying to be the best me I can be, but I don't know what to say to girls, so I just say something mean. I guess I'm afraid of getting hurt so I hurt them first.
Malcolm: I think my problem is, I get so frustrated over the things I can't control. I forget that other people have their own will and their own needs.
Stevie: I play... mind games. It's all... I have.
Dewey: Why isn't there ever a flash flood when you need one?
Reese: You know, I really want a girlfriend. I want somebody to hang out with. That's what I really want.
Malcolm: Yeah. Someone you can talk to.
Stevie: Someone... to hug.
Reese: Someone to show my poetry to.
Stevie: You write... poetry?
Reese: I dabble.