Phil of the Future, Season 1

Lloyd:
You told her what?! Why?!

Phil:
I had to. She told me she has dreams about being married to Mr. Potatohead. Look, it's Keely's innermost secret. When she told me that, I realized that it doesn't matter what century you're from. Real friends are truthful with each other, and i need a friend. A real friend.

Lloyd:
When this leaks out, there's gonna be news reports and a manhunt! Before you know it, they're going to be busting down our door!

(Gate Rattling)

Lloyd:
Marmalukes! Do you hear that? They're here!

Keely:
Hey! Sorry about the racket. Your gate sticks a bit.

Barbara:
Hey, I thought i heard someone at the gate.

Keely:
Oh, it's just me, Mrs. Diffy. I never officially welcomed you to the neighborhood.

Barbara:
Aw, thank you, Keely. Although we do miss lawrence, kansas, geographical center of the nation.

Lloyd:
Save it. Our son spilled the beans.

Barbara:
I'll go pack.

Keely:
Phil, I don't care if you're from the future. Or from kansas...Or some nut job from...Nutsville. It doesn't matter to me. Whatever secrets you have, they're safe with me.

Phil:
Thank you. It really means a lot to me. It--It means a lot to us.

Lloyd:
Phil, it looks like your new friend might need a ride home.

(Whirring)

Phil:
Really?

Barbara:
Be careful.

Keely:
Oh, my gosh, Phil, you really are from the future.

Phil:
It's a skyak. hop on.

(Power Surging)

Barbara:
Oh, honey, remember our first skyak ride?

Lloyd:
I never had a skyak.