Adult Dean: Walking sticks? Seriously? That salesman clearly worked on commission.
Coach Long: Hey, you sure you know where you're going?
Bill: We're almost there.
Coach Long: Let me see. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. We been off this map at least a mile.
Bill: Impossible. My lensatic compass tells me the lake is just up ahead.
Coach Long: Well, my 1/16th Cherokee blood tells me it's back that way.
Bill: Are you still spewing that BS about being part Indian? I didn't believe you in third grade when you made it rain, and I don't believe you now. Let's go, son.