Adam: Who cares! I can't believe we're flying to California!
Beverly: Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! That won't give me enough time squished together with my squishies. [chuckles] We're driving!
Adam: To the airport and then we're flying?
Erica: When will I learn not to hug until I hear all of the details?
Beverly: It'll be just like the Griswolds. We're gonna see America!
Pops: This America? I've seen it. It's all corn.

Beverly: So we're gonna take one last unforgettable family vacation before everybody starts the next big chapter in their lives! What do you say?
Pops: We love you, but pass.
Beverly: You're gonna pass on a trip to Disneyland?
Adam: Oh, balls!
Erica: I love you now!
Beverly: Ah, that's right! Embrace your mama!
Adam: Star Wars just opened a ride there! It's called "Star Tours"! You get to travel to the forest moon of Endor!
Beverly: Well, I "Endor" you. Boop!
Adam: Even you can't ruin this. Star Wars teaming up with Disney is just so big! Sure, I wish they'd dedicate a whole land to Star Wars, but that's just a little boy's dream!

Barry: I'm not going to Disneyland! I'm a grown adult man who will be starting a fully accredited university in a week.
Pops: But you love that Snow White. You've had a crush on her since you could talk. Which was late for your age. But still.
Barry: Sure, Ms. White has pretty hair and she's patient with those dwarves in a way you know you'd just vibe with her, but not at all!