Red: Not going to that disco, huh?
Hyde: No. Phony people listening to crappy music does not sound like my kind of time.
Red: You can't dance, can you?
Hyde: I can dance.
Red: Oh, I don't think so, pal.
Hyde: I can dance.
Red: Not one step.
Hyde: You're right. Not one step.
Red: Well, then you got a problem, son, 'cause women wanna dance. They always wanna dance. Always.
Hyde: Why?
Red: Because they can get close and wiggle their bodies around in front of a man in a safe atmosphere.
Hyde: See, I don't really wanna wiggle around in public.
Red: Well, of course not. You're a man. My point is, you're going to have to learn. Otherwise, later on in life... you're gonna be wiggling all by yourself. Now, if you want I can help you out.