Randy: It's just, I wanted to build a wheelchair ramp for my grandmother, and I wanted to buy some lumber.
Kitty: Come on, Red. Just picture his poor old grandmother, going down the stairs in a wheelchair, bouncing all over the place. [laughs] Oh, I don't mean to laugh. Red, she needs his help.
Red: Oh, fine. But fill up the tank, bring it back by tomorrow, and do something with that hair. Jeez.
Fez: A wheelchair ramp? What a load of crap.
Randy: Fez, my grandmother is in a wheelchair. She had polio.
Fez: Well, everything works out perfect for you.