Red: Here's the thing. You're assuming that you're good enough for Donna. And you're not. [Fez shakes his head]
Eric: Yes, I am.
Red: No, you're not. Just like I'm not good enough for your mother.
Eric: Okay, well... Yeah, that's true.
Red: Hey, watch it. I'm trying to help you out here.
Eric: I'm sorry. Yes, sir.
Red: Look, do you really think I wanted to spend the whole damn day sitting in a room with a woman who hates the Bucks and smells like cabbage? Well, I didn't. But that's the price you pay, son. Now, you go call Donna before she realizes how much better off she is without you. Go on now. Go!