Reese: Man, filling up that guy's car with cement was a stroke of genius. With Billy Prescott as our fall guy, We can do anything. Now, I've updated my enemies list. Dewey? Dewey, I'm talking to you.
[When the boy at the desk turns around, it's Billy Prescott. Dewey emerges from the closet, along with an older boy:]
Dewey: Have you heard enough?
Older Boy: Oh, yeah.
Reese: Okay, now I know what you're thinking. But the thing that you don't realize is that... that I'm not the real Reese. I just look like me... him. But if- if you hurt us... I-I mean him... Oh, just go ahead.