Rhonda: Oh, my God, Fez! A tornado? This changes everything. This could be our last night here on earth.
Fez: Oh, no. I'm going to die a virgin.
Rhonda: Not if I have anything to say about it.
Fez: You can talk all you want, but there's a tornado coming.
Rhonda: Fez, I mean, let's do it.
Fez: It? "It" it? All right. [runs off then returns] I'm going to need you.