Hannah Montana

Oliver: Lilly...? Miley...? (Lilly, Miley, and Jackson pulls him in so Miley's dad won't see him) Lilly: Miley's dad's here! Oliver: Great! (Walks out to say hi but they pull him back in)

Jackson: Would it help if I said I was happy for you? (Hannah comes out) Hannah: (Angrily to Robbie) How could you? (She almost storms out, but Robbie stops her) Robbie: Whoa, hold up there, little girl. How'd you find out? Hannah: Well, you didn't tell me. Robbie: Darlin', I can explain. Hannah: (Angrily) Ok, explain this, why are you dating someone without telling me? Explain how you could ever think that there's someone out there who could ever replace my mom! (Hannah storms out in a huff) Jackson: That was awkward.

Miley: (About her dad) I just don't feel right lying to him. Lilly: You're on your hands and knees in a movie theater, the honesty ship has sailed!

Jackson: Oh, I don't know what to say Dad. It was her idea, I tried to stop her. I just as disapointed as you are. Miley: I am amazed that you can stand without a spine!

Oliver: I just can't figure out one thing. Why are we hiding? Lilly: Oliver, you naive, simple boy... with a very good point. Best of luck!

Lilly: Okay, so all we have to do is sneak you out without Jackson knowing. Jackson: (Holding a soda can to his stomach) Chug, Chug, Chug, Chug, Miley: He'll never notice. He's got a friend over.

Lilly: Yeah, let's get those feet moving. My Mom's in the car "Groovin to the Oldie's" and it's getting uglier by the decade!

Miley: Wow! Eight minutes already? Jackson: (Talking for his stomach) Yup. Time to turn in. Good thing I'm not an outie! Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee! Miley: Cover him up, we've got company. Jackson: (Talking for his stomach) Oh, she don't like me.

Miley: Remember my um, "Ha, Ha" from before? I can now add one more "Ha". Making it a full Ha, Ha...wait for it Ha!

Jackson: But my mid-terms were last week! Robbie: Yeah, no kiddin'. I had to wrap the fish in something. C! Miley: Minus!

Jackson: You see, little sister. Dad as a single parent, is just trying to make sure that you have the proper guidance. And I for one commend him on his commitment to education. Robbie: Son, I'm glad you see it that way. Because I'm committing you to stayin' home and studing this week end to. Miley: Ha, Ha!

Lilly: Yeah. And we're going home now. Oliver: Right. To drink some milk. (whispering to Lilly) How am I doing? Lilly: (chuckles) Shut up.

Robbie: Alright, you can come out...Now! Jackson: Oh dad you found me. You'll never believe how incredibly lost I was. (Robbie stares at him) Jackson: Would it help if I said I was happy for ya?

Jackson: Look at all the chicks! It's like cheerleader tryouts. Cooper: It's better. Here we don't have to wear those itchy man sweaters or do the spilts. You know, I still can't ride a bike!

(Miley whispers something to Lilly) Lilly: Got it! Oliver: I couldn't hear you. Got what? Lilly: Milk!

Miley: Lilly, my dad said 'no.' Lilly: You just think he said 'no.' When he really said 'go.' No. Go. It's a mistake anybody can make. C'mon!

Jackson: (having the orange act like Miley) Hi I'm Miley Stewart Hehehe. (with the apple as him) And I'm her brother Jackson, and we snuck out to the movies last night and saw that you were on a date with our father. Now why are we telling you this? Having some insane desire to want to get caught and be grounded for the rest of our natural lives. Miley: How come you always get to be the apple?

Margo: You're not gonna believe this, but I've got Hannah Montana hiding in my closet! Robbie: Huh? Margo: Yeah. She's what we call a half bath short of a condo. I blame the parents. Robbie: Yeah, me, too.

Robbie: I just called to check in on you guys. Just to let you know that whatever you're doing that you don't want me to know you're doing, quit doing it.

Oliver: I heard Ashton Kutcher's going to be there. Miley: Okay, now you're just being cruel. But that's good. It's working. Keep going. Lilly: (Evil voice) Do it... do it... Ashton... do it! Miley: Oooh, just one more time. Lilly: (Evil voice) DO IT! Miley: Okay!

Robbie: I'm headin' out to my meeting. I should be back around Eleven. I'll be on my cell if anybody needs me, so try not to need me.

Robbie: This...is a ... book. Go forth and learn!

Miley: Dad, I know I have mid-terms Monday, but the new Ashton Kutcher movie is previewing tonight. How many "prettys" do I have to put before please to get you to let me go? Robbie: No... Miley: Pretty? Pretty--? Pretty... ? Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please, Dad! Please! Robbie: Whoa! Miley: I can go? Robbie: No! You can stop.

Jackson: Hey, isn't she that real estate lady? You know, the one on the bus bench in front of the library. Lilly: Your dad's dating a homeless real estate lady? Whoa, that's weird. She sells houses, but she doesn't have one. Jackson: I meant the ad on the bench, Miss Einstein.

Miley: And, uh, you were in, um, a meeting. How did that go? Robbie: Fine. Miley: "Fine"? One syllable? That's all I get? Robbie: Okay, it was really fine. Three syllables. Keep the change.

Jackson: (to himself) What can I say, Dad? She snuck out, I followed her here, I'm just as disappointed as you are. Miley: What are you doing? Jackson: What does it look like I'm doing? I'm getting ready to sell you out. Miley: Listen, buster, if I go down, I'm taking you with me!

Jackson: (pretending to talk on his cell phone in front of some girls) Hey, Ashton. Mr. Kutcher, my man. The Kutchinator, Kutchy-Kutchy you. What's that, my close, personal friend? Come to your party tonight? Sure. I'll just find myself a little hottie and we will party like it's 1999... (his cell phone rings; all the girls leave)

Cooper: (on cell phone; to Jackson) Hey, check this out, J-man. I just found out that-- Hold on a sec. (to customer) Theater 3? I'm guessing it's very close to theater 2. Can't you see I'm on the phone?! I swear people get dumber and dumber every day. Jackson: Hello, you're costing me minutes here. Cooper: You got to get down here, and I'm telling you this on the DL... (to old lady) Keep the walker moving, lady. If you were supposed to hear, it'd be on a speaker phone!

Robbie: I don't know, you guys think I'm being too tough on you? Jackson & Miley: Yeah. Robbie: Good. Then that means I'm doing my job right.

Miley: Now, I know you already said no, but I've been studying a lot since then. I sneezed a while ago, and algebra came out. Robbie: Well, next time, sneeze a little smart on your brother. He could use all the help he can get.

Jackson: Who really needs history? It's so yesterday, and I'm about the future. Robbie: Yeah, and so am I. And right know, I see you at 35, living with me, no job, still stealing my change off the counter.

Robbie: You know you got to study. Miley: Yes, Dad, but if you think about it, mid-terms halfway to finals. So, I only need to study about as half as hard, and since I study twice as hard as everybody else, I only need to study a quarter. So I'm done. See how that works? Robbie: No. And you know what? I'm the Dad, and you lose. See how that works?

Robbie: (to the fish) So, what's it gonna be, Bucky? Pan fried or barbecued? Jackson: Dad, remember what we said about naming the fish? Robbie: What? (puts the fish up to Jackson's face) Jackson: It makes them a little harder to eat.

Robbie: (holding a big fish) Look at the size of this bad boy. Put up quite a battle, too. It was him, then it was me, then it was him, then it was me. Jackson: Dad, you got him at the fish mart. Robbie: Yeah, but you should've seen the size of the lady that tried to take it from me. It was her, then it was me, then it was... Jackson: All right, all right, Dad. I get it.