Malcolm: [scoffs] The army. What do you expect of people who would give Reese a gun?
Lois: Oh, that's right. It's the army's fault if your brother gets killed.
Hal: Now, Lois, we can't blame Malcolm for stealing Reese's girl and causing this whole mess in the first place.
Malcolm: Huh?
Hal: Kids his age are nothing but raging hormones and hideous self-involvement. They are all amoral little creeps.
Lois: Don't defend him, Hal. Just help me make dinner.
Dewey: Great, "angry meat loaf". Thanks a lot.