Hyde: Forman, your bachelor party's tonight. We're going to a strip club, so don't forget your inhaler.
Eric: Come on, Hyde. I don't need a silly bachelor party.
Hyde: Oh, come on, man. It'll be one last night of the finest debauchery that Point Place has to offer.
Eric: Hyde, all I need is my sweetie here for the rest of my life.
Donna: It's all right, Eric.You can go.
Eric: All right! I'm gonna see nudies!
Kitty: Oh, Eric, you're not going to one of those hoochie mama shows, are you?
Hyde: Don't worry, Mrs. Forman. I'll return your son in the same slightly girly condition that he leaves in.