- Dewey: [excited] Hey, guys. I was digging around in the garage, and I found the spare key to Dad's car.
- Malcolm: Do you know what this means?
- Reese: [ecstatic] We can key stuff!
- Malcolm: No, we have mobility. We can drive over to the next city.
- Reese: And key stuff there!
- Malcolm: And key stuff there, and cherry-bomb stuff there - Reese, we have access to a car with no adult supervision. We can do whatever we want. And if we get caught, they'd blame Mom and Dad for being absentee parents. This is the perfect crime!
- Dewey: I was thinking we could drive to the arcade.
- Reese: [incredulous] Arcade? What are you, twelve?
- Dewey: [as if it should be obvious] Yeah.