Eric: Well, I guess that's that. We're not going.
Donna: Eric, do you wanna go?
Eric: He said no trips out of town.
Donna: It's your car. Do you wanna go?
Eric: But he's God.
Kelso: I think God would want us to go to Milwaukee.
Donna: Eric, you are a 17-year-old man. I'm gonna go with whatever you say. It's your decision.
Eric: It is my decision. And my decision is... We're going to a concert.
Kelso: Yeah!