Lotsa Latkes/Transcript

(Scene opens up in the senior lodge) Isabella: Thanks for helping me set up for the Latke Festival this year, guys! It'll really go a long way toward helping me get that Golden Years Assistant patch. (Nana Shapiro blows her nose) Phineas: Hi, Nana Shapiro. Nana Shapiro: Can't wait for the latkes, darling. Nobody's had a bite to ear all day! Isabella: We can start cooking as soon as Baljeet gets back with the potatoes. Baljeet: No! No, you cannot! We looked all over the place, but there are no potatoes in the entire Tri-State Area! Buford: And I'm down to my last potato chip! Better make this bad boy last... Isabella: What am I going to do? Have you ever seen "Senior Citizens Riot"? It’s like a slow gray tornado of canes and false teeth! Phineas: Buford, let me see that potato chip. Ferb, I know what we're gonna do today! We're gonna use the DNA in this potato chip to clone our own potatoes! Hey, where's Perry?

(In Agent P's lair...) Major Monogram: Morning, Agent P.