Luke: Hey, Dad? Yeah? How are you supposed to steer if you don't know where you're going?
Phil: Stay in the present, buddy. Gotta do it by feel. Gotta get all Jedi on it. [motor whirring] Uh-oh.
Luke: Did you just lose my truck?
Phil: No.
Luke: You just lost my truck!
Phil: No, I didn't!
Luke: That was my truck! Grandpa just gave it to me!
Phil: I told you to stay in the present!
Luke: Stop yelling! Truce?
Phil: Yeah. Sorry. [shakes Luke's hand]