Al: Have a Lana summer, motherfuckers.
Miles: Lana next year!
Al: Don't forget to Lana!
Miles: And be sure to liberally apply Lanascreen, so you don't get Lanaburned.
Al: Oh, too late for that. We burned those bitches. Our Lana is mighty and it is the center of all things. Someday, when the Lana burns out, nothing will survive. The universe will be a cold, dead place without its Lana.
Miles: Let us not speak of it. Let us praise our Lana, that it may shine again, come 'morrow.
Al: Aaaa-Lana. Better than "Amen."
And that's it. Another season; another season finale to make us wonder all summer why we're still watching. I'll think about it as I'm cashing my paycheck. See you in September!