Malcolm Quote #468
Quote from Malcolm in Thanksgiving
Malcolm: [to camera] Tomorrow's Thanksgiving. I'll tell you what I'm thankful for. I finally made friends with some normal kids at school. Normal kids. We've been hanging out here all afternoon, and nobody's mentioned grass allergies or pollen count.
Malcolm in the Middle Quotes
‘Thanksgiving’ Quotes
Quote from Reese
Hal: This is the turkey you got?
Reese: It's perfect.
Hal: It's really small.
Reese: Well, if it were any bigger, it wouldn't be able to fit inside of this!
Hal: What? Y-You're going to put our dinner inside that monster?
Reese: It's a monkfish. The juices of the monkfish will baste the turkey. The flavor from the turkey will saturate the fish, both melding into one fantastic dish.
Hal: Reese, this doesn't seem like a good idea.
Reese: I don't know, Dad. Maybe you're right. Maybe I have no idea what I'm talking about. [sticks spoon in Hal's mouth]
Hal: Oh! Mmm! You know, that really shouldn't work.
Reese: [to the monkfish] Listen, my ugly beauty. Yesterday you were sucking scum off the bottom of the sea. Tonight you're going to tango with the gods. [moves mouth] Yes, master, I will be delicious for you.
Quote from Reese
Reese: [to Jamie] See? The real balsamic has a smoother mouth feel. Good, you're back. I'm going to start prepping the herbs de Provence and sautéing the mushrooms. I need you to scrub these pots and pans again.
Hal: What? No, I just finished those.
Reese: Dad, look at this. The stubborn patina of tuna casserole, or enchilada loaf, or whatever in God's name this greasy spoon churns out night after soul-killing night. But not tonight. Tonight we go for greatness. Are you with me, Dad?
Hal: No! This pot is clean enough, Reese. No one will taste this.
Reese: All right, then. I guess no one will ever taste this! [sticks spoon in Hal's mouth]
Hal: Oh, my God.
Quote from Reese
Reese: That means I have exactly 12 hours left to create the most fantastic Thanksgiving feast in the history of Thanksgiving feasts.
Hal: What's with the sheets?
Reese: I can't cook with distractions.
Hal: I don't think that's...
Reese: Dad, remember the chocolate soufflé I made for Thanksgiving two years ago?
Hal: Oh, yeah. That was...
Reese: Rat puke compared to what I have planned! The crepes I made last Thanksgiving?
Hal: Ooh, they were...
Reese: Crap next to what we're having tonight! Don't think of this as a meal. This is going to be like eating the Mona Lisa.
Hal: Reese, I hardly think you can comp... [puts spoon in Hal's mouth] Oh, my God. What do you need?
Reese: Your mindless, robot-like obedience to every demand I make, no matter how small.
Dewey: Plus, we get to eat anything that falls on the floor.