Malcolm: What is wrong with me?
Stevie: How long... you got?
Malcolm: I always ruin everything. Even with a perfect girl like Alison.
Stevie: Alison's... a moron.
Malcolm: She's not the problem. It's me. I overthink everything. I can't even carry on a normal conversation without screwing it up. Why won't my brain just let me be happy?
[Malcolm sees Reese giggling as he sprays water from the fountain]