Hyde: Boy, Laurie, you really liked that hot dog. You didn't even chew it.
Laurie: Oh, hey, Hyde, Father's Day is coming up. Shouldn't you practice saying "Hi, are you my daddy?"
Hyde: Oh, by the way, Laurie, the surgeon general called. He wanted you to stop hoarding all the penicillin.
Laurie: You know, when you're in prison, your bad table manners will probably just be a turn-on for some guy named Tank.
Hyde: Oh, well, maybe when you're there for a conjugal visit, you can ask him to take it easy on me.
Laurie: Oh, yeah, well... Nice hair.