- Lois: Honestly, Malcolm where'd you get the idea that a job is supposed to be fun?... The truth is, work is hard and miserable, and nobody likes doing it.
- Reese: [bursting into the kitchen, ecstatic] I have the greatest job in the world!
- Lois: You got a job?
- Reese: Yeah. With Hygienic Meat Packing. All I do all day is cut meat, with knives and saws. There's blood everywhere. And there's all these guys swearing in Spanish. And they pay me twelve bucks an hour!
- Francis: [to Dewey] I was a terrible brother to Malcolm and Reese. I treated them way worse than they treat you. You know that scar on Reese's back? That's from a bayonet. Where did I even get a bayonet?