Hal: Malcolm. Malcolm, I need to talk to you. You read all those science magazines. What can you tell me about the meaning of dreams?
Malcolm: Dreams? Well, some people think they express your subconscious wishes...
Hal: No, no, no, no, no. The other kind of dreams, prophetic ones that predict the future. I had one. About a giant slot machine.
Malcolm: That's insane, Dad.
Hal: Oh, it was so vivid. There, there was this mysterious stain on my shirt and- and a balloon, and then this music and then I hit this gigantic jackpot. It was a sign, son. I know it. It's my destiny.
Malcolm: Dad. You have weird dreams all the time. Like the singing trash cans.
Hal: I never said that was prophetic. I said it was cool.