Kelso: We gotta win the Rock'em Sock'em Robots. I mean, these are the most technologically advanced of all the plastic, spring-loaded boxing robots.
Hyde: Who knows? Maybe we'll get lucky.
Kelso: Or... we could cheat.
Hyde: Kelso, man, you're willing to cheat? Here in the house of the Lord? You're coming along nicely.
Kelso: Yeah, I mean, it's not that bad. Because technically we're only in the basement of the Lord. And I'll bet he never comes down here.
Hyde: Yeah, good point. Plus what old lady wants Rock'em Sock'em Robots or a box of Pop Rocks or a SuperBall?
Kelso: Yeah. Yeah. I mean, they could hurt themselves. You give the elderly Pop Rocks, and they could get all foamy and stroke out.
Hyde: So we're helping.
Kelso: We're helping.