Mr. Herkabe: Ah, Malcolm. You have waited very patiently for your term project, and today your patience pays off. Here.
Malcolm: What's this?
Mr. Herkabe: You are holding a video surveillance camera. The lens is in the logo, and the video is transmitted via wireless signal to this digital tape recorder.
Malcolm: What am I supposed to do with it?
Mr. Herkabe: You are going to secretly conduct an in-depth case study of a deviant mind, the most deviant mind that we have at our disposal. A mind incapable of differentiating between right and wrong, a diseased...
Malcolm: You're talking about my brother.
Mr. Herkabe: Yes.
Malcolm: And you want me to secretly videotape him?
Mr. Herkabe: Around you, he'll relax, let his guard down, begin to talk about himself. These disciplinary files reveal nothing of the real Reese.
Malcolm: What you're asking me to do is creepy on about a hundred different levels.
Mr. Herkabe: You have one week.

Malcolm: Hey! You made me look like a total jerk! You tricked me!
Mr. Herkabe: Tricked you? Oh, how could I, a humble school administrator making low five figures, be any match for the great and powerful Malcolm? Never underestimate your adversary! You may consider yourself my moral and intellectual superior, but this has clearly proven you are neither. We played the game and I won. [engine splutters]

Mr. Herkabe: Now, we have just enough time for one more presentation. And our friend Malcolm is going to amaze us with a fascinating update of the Milgram Experiment. [drags Malcolm's chair to the front of the class]
Malcolm: Milgram Experiment?
Mr. Herkabe: Oh, something you don't know, Malcolm. The Milgram Experiment was a lesson in the power of authority. A subject was asked by a man in a lab coat to administer an electric shock to a third party. Milgram proved that people will blindly follow an authority figure even if it means harming an innocent stranger.
Malcolm: What are you doing?
Mr. Herkabe: In our version, the stranger will be replaced by a close family member. And the electric shock will be replaced by devastating emotional trauma. Let's watch.
Reese: [on video] Yeah, I like clouds. I call them sky kittens.
Mr. Herkabe: It's troubling, isn't it? How willing someone is to sell out his own brother, knowing full well that it's exactly that kind of juicy gossip that would compel each of you to run into the quad and spread this throughout the school like wildfire.
Malcolm: Hey, that is not...
Mr. Herkabe: Malcolm, I am teaching.
Malcolm: [on video] It's called being a liar. He's my brother. And I exploited him. [repeats] A liar. He's my brother. And I exploited him. [repeats] And I exploited him.
Malcolm: You never said you were taping me.
Mr. Herkabe: I never said I was taping him.
Reese: [on video] I wish Malcolm and I will be friends forever.
Mr. Herkabe: Breathtaking, isn't it? Now, none of us can know if we would do that to a loved one just because a man in a proverbial lab coat asked us to. All we can know for certain... is that Malcolm did. Tomorrow, Katy reports on post-traumatic stress disorder in fruit flies.