[Westheim]

„Circle Game“!! Das haben Andreas und ich auch mal sechs Tage lang gespielt und ich habe verloren, mit hundertachtundsechzig zu drei. #cry#
Abe und Kitty haben schon auch ihre Probleme … wie kann man denn miteinander leben ohne sich die ganze Zeit anzubrüllen? #hm# Das ist doch nicht gesund!
Auch geil: der Cold Opener … kein Wunder, dass das ganze Haus in Scherben liegt.

Reese: So I win.
Malcolm: What?
Reese: Past the lamp is a home run. Two men scored.
Malcolm: That ball was out!
Reese: Never!
Dewey: It was out.
Reese: Shut up. You’re a home plate, you don’t get a vote.

Kitty: Who want’s apple sauce?
Stevie: I do …
Kitty: There’s no need to use your outdoor voice.

Malcolm: The Kenarbans are … boring.
Lois: They’re refined, Malcolm!

Girl #1: Seriously. I would kill … or die to go your party. Kill … or die.
Francis: Well, (hastig) that’s the spirit! Okay, I’ll take … you, and you … aaand you … and you and –
Girl #2: Wait. Isn’t that kinda degrading?
Francis: Okay, NOT you …

Abe: Some jerk parked in the handicapped space.
Hal: Oh … em … um … why … don’t you sit down already? I have to get something from the car.

Cadet Finley: Well done, Francis …
Francis: Hey, I promised you girls. Not quality girls.

Francis: Sir?
Commandant Spangler: Go – away! I told you I wanted to spend time with my aunt and didn’t want to be disturbed.
Francis: I … thought it was your mother …
(Lange Pause)
Commandant Spangler: Go – away!!

Commandant Spangler: I’m afraid this is like an oil fire. We will have to let burn itself out.
Francis: Oh, I forgot. One of them started an oil fire.

Stevie: Cryin’ on … (hhh) … command … (hhh) … got me a … (hhh) … cable modem …!

Lois: Most of the time you’re not yellin’ – they’re not listening!

Reese (hält seinen Arm): He bruised the bone …!
Lois: Ah, like you didn’t deserve it!

Dillinger’s Waiter: Would you mind to keep it down?
Kitty: Would you mind going to hell??

Cadet Horton: I’ve seen things, Francis … terrible things … I think I’m engaged.

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