Dewey: There. That's it. I made your bed every day for a year.
Reese: Wow. Congratulations. I can't believe you actually did it.
Dewey: According to our deal, that means from now on I get to sleep in this bed.
Reese: That wasn't exactly our deal, Dewey.
Dewey: Yes, it was. You promised that if I did it, I'd get the bed every day after that.
Reese: Right. Every day, but I still get it at night.
Dewey: That's not fair!
Malcolm: I don't know, Dewey. His case sounds pretty solid to me.
Reese: Oh, and, Dewey, I don't want to ruin it by being too specific, but something you wear now has some kind of creature in it.