[Francis, Piama, Malcolm, Dewey and Reese are sitting on the couch watching The Flintstones]
Ida: [o.s.] I'm done with my business. [nobody moves] You can't fool me. I know you're out there.
Francis: [sighs] Okay, whose turn is it?
Piama: She's not my grandma.
Francis: Okay, I'm thinking of a number.
Malcolm: Wait a minute. You're just writing down the number so you can't be the one.
Francis: One. That's it. You're up.
Dewey: Enjoy.
Reese: Go ahead, Malcolm.
Malcolm: This is so unfair! I don't even live here.
Ida: [o.s.] The longer you wait, the worse it'll be!
Malcolm: I hate you all.