Phil: I'm never gonna make it!
Luke: Of course you are! [car honks] Then again, do what you want. I got stuff to do.
Phil: I'm gonna quit.
Luke: Cool.
Phil: What's one more failure? You ever wonder why we take such a crazy route to school? So I don't have to drive by certain places. The flute teacher's house I went to once. The French cooking academy I quit after learning only two of the five mother sauces. The hot yoga studio I left after "happy baby." I guess there's no avoiding this big failure sitting in my garage.