Als Reese den gestohlenen Pullover aus seinem Shirt zieht, kann man seine Boxershorts und seinen Unterleib sehen …
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Ich liebeliebeliebeliebeliebeliiiiiiiiiebe diese Folge … #dance# #dance#
Francis: Why don’t you do the happy dance?
(Pause)
Malcolm + Reese (hampeln herum): Happy dance, happy dance. We love to do the happy dance.
Francis: Happier.
Malcolm + Reese (hampeln herum): Happy dance, happy dance. We love to do the happy dance.
Francis: Happier!
Malcolm + Reese (hüpfen schwul umher): Happy dance, happy dance. We –
Hal: We’re watching the owner’s cat while he’s away.
Cop: I don’t … see a cat.
Hal: We’re not doing a very good job.
Hal: What happened to your face?
Dewey: What happened to your pants?
Francis: Guys, guys – this is about who loves me most, but you two twisted into something ugly. (Pause) Keep going.
Hal: We’ll make three piles … probably not Jellybean, definitely not Jellybean, and … not even a cat.
Reese (blutend, zu Malcolm): Sucker …!
Hal: You shouldn’t blame Dewey.
Lois: I am not blaming Dewey.
Hal: I have never seen 50 cats run out of a place so fast …!