Ivan: So... you want to marry my daughter?
Malcolm: What?! [laughter]
Ivan: I couldn't resist. I'm sorry to put you through all this, but our family is very protective of our little Angela. We need to know what kind of boy you are.
Malcolm: ... Well, uh... I'm just normal. I go to Angela's school. I get good grades. Uh, I have a job three days a week at a drugstore with my mom. Um... never had a cavity. Did have all my shots. Religiously, I guess I would classify myself as a hopeful agnostic. I think the basic philosophical question is...
Angela: Can we stop this? Look, he's a genius. He's the smartest kid in our whole school by, like, a lot.
Ivan: Really? Genius? Say something smart.
Malcolm: Well, um, I'm doing a paper on cosmological inflation. It's a theory that says the reason the universe is so homogeneous is that right after the Big Bang, there was a short period of even more rapid growth than usual.
Ivan: I hope you mentioned the importance of scalar fields to the whole concept of symmetry breaking. Not to brag, but I did some pretty important work on this.
Maria: Oh, please. Until they actually find a Higgs particle, it's all just empty speculation.
Ivan: Yes, dear. Women. I'm okay with him. You okay with him? [Maria nods] Nana?
Nana: Eh.
Ivan: She loves you! Come on! We're going to see how much a boy your age can eat. And there'll be singing! And I have to warn you, we're big Botticelli players in this family. How's your medieval history?
Malcolm: Okay, I guess.
Ivan: Malcolm's on my team!