Jackie: So, Steven. Would you like to go to Mr. Forman's barbecue with me?
Hyde: No. As a matter of fact, I don't want to go anywhere with you.
Jackie: You know, that's okay. You know what? We can stay in.
Hyde: No, Jackie. Look, I told you, again and again I have no interest in you, and you don't have a chance. And yet, you keep thinking that I have interest in you, and you have a chance.
Jackie: Wait, did you just say that you're interested in me and that I have a chance?
Hyde: Okay. You know what? You've forced me to do this. I'm gonna explain my feelings to you through a highly disciplined form of Japanese poetry: haiku. "My heart aches with pain. When I see you, I vomit. Die away from me."
Donna: Ouch.
Hyde: [chuckles] Sayonara.