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As Cynthia stated, krav maga is the official self defense training of the Israeli Army. Krav maga is considered by many to be the most efficient and brutal combat training in the entire world. It focuses on the primary rules of never getting hurt and neutralizing the attacker(s) as quickly as possible. To these ends, the teachings focus on the fact that in combat no quarter will be given and the attacker has the potential to kill you. Krav maga users are taught to strike with lethal force, scaling down as the situation merits.
Cynthia's Dad: Why did you throw a brick through my daughter's window at 2:00 am?
(Malcolm is calling Francis, trying to figure out what to do with Cynthia)
Malcolm: There's this girl, and...
Francis: KEEP MOM OUT OF IT!
Francis: I'm warning you! Keep Mom out of your love life!
Malcolm: Mom has nothing to do with this.
Francis: Trust me, yes she does! She will ruin it, I swear! Whatever Mom tells you, don't do it! And don't do the opposite, either. The way it's worked for me is... actually, it's never worked for me.
Malcolm: Hi, I'm Malcolm.
Malcolm: So, you're new here.
Cynthia: Yeah, my dad wanted to get away from Manhattan, but I think the real reason is that my mom's remarriage hit him pretty hard and he thinks that a new environment would help. The truth is nothing's been the same after my brother died in a boating accident.
(Malcolm is shocked, Cynthia pauses then snorts)
Cynthia: Ha! Just kidding.
Stevie (passes by them): Get... a room.
Malcolm: Anyways, see you later, and I'm glad your brother's okay.
Cynthia: I don't have a brother.
Hal (phone rings): Hello.
Francis: You are the best dad, ever.
Hal: I am not. I'm a terrible dad. I never should've lied to you.
Francis: Well, the important thing is that this is all behind us and I've learned my lesson.
Hal: What's that?
Francis: That you are the best dad ever.
Hal: Francis, I don't feel much like talking right now. (hangs up while Dewey scrubs the phone)
Lois: What are you doing?
Dewey (scrubbing): I'm killing the germs. I hate germs. Germs are scary.
Lois: Don't forget the germs in the oven.
Spangler: In my 30 years in this academy, I have never caned a wrong cadet.
Hal: Sir, did you say caned?
Spangler (pauses): ... No.
Lloyd: Looks like you and Cynthia have some real chemistry.
Malcolm: Would you shut up!
Lloyd: No, see, it's a play on words.
Malcolm: I said shut up!
Cynthia: Looks like Lloyd and Dabney are having a pretty intense conversation. Did you know I could read lips? (imitates Lloyd) I've noticed that 80% of my Doritos are isosceles triangles. (imitates Dabney) Wow! I'm impressed. Wanna kiss? (Malcolm and Cynthia giggle, Cynthia imitates Lloyd) I was hoping you'd ask. Lemme take a bite of my sandwich first. (Lloyd takes a bite, Cynthia imitates Dabney) Waiting such sweet agony. (Malcolm & Cynthia laugh again; Cynthia imitates Lloyd) Okay, I'm ready. (imitates Dabney) Oh, no, I'm not. I just took a bite of my sandwich. (imitates Lloyd) Oh, you're such a tease.
(Malcolm & Cynthia both laugh again and look at each other and are about to kiss, but Cynthia snorts; Malcolm gets up and leaves)
Malcolm (to the camera): Yeah, we're having lunch together. So what? She likes to sit next to me.
Reese: Malcolm, can you ask your girlfriend if she would like some more peas?
Dewey: We get it!
Hal: So, Cynthia, you're in Malcolm's class?
Hal (smiles): Hmm...
Reese: Malcolm, can you ask your girlfriend to pass the potatoes?
(Cynthia hands Reese a bowl of mashed potatoes)
Reese: Malcolm, can you thank your girlfriend for me?
Reese: Ooh, Malcolm. Having lunch with your girlfriend?
Malcolm: She's not my girlfriend.
Reese: I don't know. I think I see a spark. (bops Cynthia's nose) Boop!
Cynthia: Please don't do that.
Malcolm (to the camera): Yeah, that'll help.
Reese: Aw, she doesn't like to be touched. Well, maybe, I'll do this.
(Cynthia grabs Reese's arm and twists it, Reese falls on the table)
Cynthia: Now, say your body is composed entirely of snot.
Reese (sobbing in pain): My body is composed entirely of snot.
Cynthia (to Malcolm): Anything you'd like to add?
Malcolm: I'm good.
(Cynthia lets go of Reese and he walks off still in pain)
(Malcolm is having lunch on a table)
Cynthia: Hey, Malcolm.
Malcolm: I want to sit alone.
(Cynthia sits down next to him)
Malcolm: Yeah, hi.
Cynthia: So, I signed us up as lab partners.
Malcolm: You know, you're always near me. Wouldn't it be okay if you branched out a little?
Cynthia: I thought it seemed so cool that we have a thing together.
Malcolm (to the camera): Thing?
(Malcolm enters the front door panting)
Lois: What's wrong?
Malcolm: Some crazy new girl from school actually followed me home.
Lois: Really? Is she cute? Is this what this whole boxers shorts thing is all about. (approaches the door and looks through the peephole)
Malcolm: Mom, please don't.
(Lois sees Cynthia through the peephole and opens the door)
Lois: You be nice to that girl. It's obvious she has no friends.
Cynthia: Thanks for inviting me to dinner.
Lois: Your quite welcome. I'm sure if my son wasn't a rude selfish little kid, he would have invited you himself.
Cynthia: Well, at least she didn't strip us naked and take pictures.
Malcolm (sigh): The night is young.
Cold Open: Malcolm makes a disgusting slice of toast with muck from his shoe on, only for Reese to grab it off him and eat it.
This episode marks the first appearance of Cynthia (Tania Raymonde).
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