[As Fez and Kelso join Red and Kitty for breakfast, Fez grabs the last sausage]
Fez: Too slow, old man.
Kelso: Fez, if you're not polite, he's gonna figure out you're living here.
Red: You're living here?
Kelso: Oh, great. You blew it, Fez.
Kitty: Red, he has nowhere else to go.
Red: Well, know this, Pele... you gotta sleep sometime. And during the war, when they were sleeping, that's when I got them. [exits]
Kitty: That wasn't too bad. He called you Pele. He is a terrific soccer player.