Hyde: Hey, there, Red. Does Mrs. Forman know you're out here clogging your arteries with a double cheese?
Red: Yes. So there would be no reason to tell her.
Hyde: Sorry, Red. I don't think I could lie to Mrs. Forman. 'Cause I really, really love her.
Red: All right, you blackmailing S.O.B., what do you want?
Hyde: Sure could use some fries.
Red: Here. Now beat it.
Hyde: You don't have to be rude.