[Westheim]

Reeeeeese … süüüüüüüüüüß #rot# #rot# #rot# #rot#
Oh, er ist ja soooo heiß in dieser Folge! ~ ~
Ja, der andere Plot geht da ein bisschen unter. Und Dewey suckt wieder. Big time.

Craig (am Telefon zu Lois): I got to tell you something that I only feel comfortable telling because we’re almost like family. Your son Malcolm is a filthy vandal.

Reese: You guys are the best! I promise when you’re old and crazy I’ll drive down to your home and visit you. Maybe we can go for a drive around the park. Would you like that?
Lois (bitter-kühl): I can’t wait.

Malcolm: What is it?
Lois: What’s the matter with you, throwing eggs and Craigs front door??
Malcolm: What are you talking about?
[…]
Lois: Malcolm, why would a grown-up man lie about something like that?
(Schnitt)
Craig: I lied, because I needed your help.

Jackie: Isn’t there supposed to be some signal that tells the other cars to just go away!?

Reese: Jackie has been driving for half an hour, her turn is over!
Jackie: It has only been ten minutes, Reese.
Reese: No, it hasn’t, I’ve been timing you. You’ve been exactly 27 minutes! It’s time for my turn now!
Jackie: When did YOU learn, how to tell time?
Reese (hält ihr seine Uhr hin): Thanks, it’s digital.
Jackie: I can’t believe, I’m in the same car as a low life like you!
Reese: Oh, I’m a low life? You spend every day at lunch sucking on a straw that has been under my arm pit and I’M a low life?
Jackie: YOU PIG!!!
Driving Teacher: That’s it! I’ve headed! I don’t even know what text messaging is … how can they charge me 15 bucks a month for it!?

Pete: I’m almost sure these teeth came off from a dead guy. Probably a Canadian.

Lois: Don’t think I don’t know what will happen! You’re gonna do your standard police thing and my son is gonna get killed in a hail of gunfire!!
Cop: Ma’am, that almost never happens.

Reese: Okay, I got an idea. There’s a railroad crossing about a mile ahead. If we jump out a split second before the train squashes the car, we can start new lifes as circus people.
Jackie: Come on, Reese … this is getting scary!

Reese (zu Jackie): Gimme your cell phone. I have a brother, who’s a total genius.
(Schnitt)
Francis (am Telefon): How many police cars are chasing you?
Reese: I don’t know. Eight, maybe nine …?

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