Luke: Kernels in?
Phil: Check.
Luke: On the right side only?
Phil: Check.
Luke: You know this is the last of our batter, right?
Phil: Our backs are against the wall. Last chance at mastering the self-flipping pancake.
Luke: You mean "popcake."
Phil: I was thinking "flipjack."
Luke: Oh, of course!
Phil: It's okay.
Luke: Okay. This is the one. I feel it.
Phil: If this works, centuries from now, someone's gonna dig one of these things up and wonder what the heck it is.
Luke: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Flip! Flip, damn you!
Phil: It's over.
Luke: No, it's not!
Phil: It's over! It's all right. We left it all out there on the griddle. We live to fight another day.
Luke: Yeah. I guess. I can't believe we wasted all that batter.
Phil: Ah, I guess you can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs. Am I right?
Luke: Or can we?
Phil: To the grocery store!
[The pancake flips]