Randy: Oh, my God, Fez, there is a cop following us.
Fez: Where?
Randy: Don't look, he's pulling up next to us. Hurry, cover that clown with your body.
Hyde: Make it look like you're making out with it.
Fez: No, I don't want to.
Hyde: Kiss it, man, we can't get caught now.
Fez: Hey, someone put their old gum in his mouth.
Hyde: I did that. [chuckles] There is no cop and you kissed a clown.
Fez: I can't believe I got to third base with a clown.
Donna: Fez, there is nothing below his waist.
Fez: Well, I got a hold of something.