Red: Wait a minute. You accused Steven of stealing your money?
Eric: Well, yeah, but to be fair, Dad, that was before I found out you stole it. Which brings up why you didn't ask me, and also, you know, you could've told me. Well, you could've.
Red: Okay. I'm sorry that I took some money out of your little box. When I feed you and clothe you and put a roof over your head. Sorry. Now, how could you do that to Steven? He's your best friend.
Eric: Well, he made a move on Donna.
Hyde: Oh, come on.
Red: Okay. Well, then, there's only one thing that we can do. Nine rounds of bare-knuckle boxing. Come on. Help me move the couch.
Eric: Wait, uh, Dad, I don't...
Red: Oh, no, no, no. I'll referee. Believe me, when it's over, you'll both feel great. I know I will.
Hyde: Red...
Red: Look. If you're not mad enough to bare-knuckle box, then you're not mad. Now, both of you need to just get the hell over it.