Francis: Tell her, Malcolm. Tell her what a horrible mother she is.
Malcolm: He's right. You insinuate yourself into every part of our lives, just to make sure there's no place we're not miserable. Well, you're not gonna turn me into a drooling infant like you did Francis.
Francis: Yeah! What?
Malcolm: I'm quitting the softball team.
Lois: You are doing no such thing, Malcolm. You had a chance to quit, but now we have a game. You made a commitment to a team, and other people are counting on you.
Malcolm: You can't force me to play.
Lois: No, but I can confiscate your paychecks.
Malcolm: You're gonna take away money that's legally mine for a game of softball?
Lois: I don't know. Am I?
Malcolm: You are pure evil.
Francis: How do you sleep at night?