Kelso: Okay. Tie game. This is it, Fez. Channel all of your hatred for the white man into this one last point.
Fez: I am full of hate, my brother.
Timmy: Hey, foreign guy, will you sign your yearbook picture?
Fez: My what-book picture? Oh, my God. It is half my face. Oh, I feel the warm love and embrace of the whitey. I forfeit. You win.
Kelso: No. No, no! Look, no one is embracing you, Fez. You're brown, okay? So let's kick some racist ass!