Malcolm: Hey, Stevie.
Stevie: [panting] Can't stop... to chat. Got to get... my chemicals... in the shade.
Malcolm: I thought you were doing your report on oscilloscopes.
Stevie: Changed to... catalytics. It's more... exciting. Right?
Malcolm: What do you care?
Stevie: I'm up... after you.
Malcolm: So?
Stevie: Following you... is like... following Streisand.
Malcolm: Well, don't worry about it. You won't be following me.
Stevie: Why? Have I been... bumped?

Reese: A small pack of Krelboynes has ventured out of hiding to bask in the afternoon sun. Their defenses down, they're an easy target for nearby predators. They sense danger, but it is too late. Their hesitation is fatal. [roars]
[Reese chases the Krelboyne kids.]
Reese: And the circle of life goes on.
[After Reese backs Eraserhead into a corner, Eraserhead's brother walks up and places his hand on Reese's shoulder]
Eraserhead: Kafkaesque, isn't it?
Reese: Huh?
Eraserhead: Never mind. Kick his butt, Alphonse.

Caroline: So, this is going well, right?
Malcolm: It's pretty much everything I expected.
Caroline: So, you ready, Malcolm? I mean, you're all set, right?
Malcolm: Sure.
Caroline: Good. [walks away]
Stevie: I'm... ready. Thanks for... asking.

Caroline: This is going dreadfully. Am I wrong? Please tell me I'm wrong.
Dewey: Excuse me.
Caroline: For what? [sniffs and then walks away]

Dorene: And this field trip to the historic ghost town, I think we all know what that leads to: the occult, devil worship, state colleges. So then it's agreed that the trip will be canceled.
Lois: Wait a minute. You can't decide that. You didn't even vote.
Dorene: I was only going by the general tone of the group.
Lois: General tone? I haven't heard a peep out of any of these other women all day. What, you all agree with what Mrs. Control Freak here is saying?
Woman: Well-
Dorene: Phyllis!
Woman: My name isn't Phyllis! And, no, I don't feel that way.
Woman #2: I don't either! I never liked- [overlapping arguing]

Stevie: I want... a receipt.

Malcolm: [to camera] I'm kind of conflicted. On the one hand, I ruined Caroline's picnic and very possibly endangered a hundred lives. On the other hand, now I don't have to do my act.

[Reese is hung up on the fence as Dabney, Eraserhead and his brother stare at him]
Reese: I love Krelboynes. And I swear, I'm not just saying that. Why would I?
Eraserhead: Nice hang time.
Alphonse: Well, it's really a simple function of the tensile strength of the elastic waistband.

Hal: [to a man] Can you believe it? Meat. I don't know about you, but I'm outraged.
Dorene: I want you to know that I am going to see to it that you never serve on a school committee, hold an office or even so much as set foot in a P.T.A. meeting as long as I can help it.
Lois: Is that a promise, lady? 'Cause I'd really like to get that in writing.
Dorene: I should have expected as much from the mother of a foul-mouthed thug. What he's even doing in this class, I don't know. [walks off]
Hal: Oh, I see you made a friend.
Lois: Yeah. Tomorrow we're going shopping for shoes.

Reese: Do you have any brothers?
Lloyd: No. [Reese punches Lloyd's arm] Ow!