Philip: Hey, Will, give me the log. That's not why I brought you two up here. Oh, I really blew it. All I wanted to do was spend some time with you before you went off to college.
Will: You know, there was a better way of doing it, Uncle Phil. Perhaps a matinee and a box of Raisinets.
Carlton: Raisinets? I hate Raisinets. Can we get some Goobers?
Philip: It's not the same. Some of the best memories of my life are camping with my father. He taught me how to hunt, fish, how to pitch a tent.
Will: I'm guessing he didn't teach you how to use a compass.
Philip: Now that he's gone I really miss him. I really appreciate what we had together. He was quite a man. I learned so much from him.