Kitty: Now, Steven, I brought some beautiful Christmas ornaments to hang on your... antenna.
Hyde: Ah, Mrs. Forman, you're not checking up on me, are you?
Kitty: No, no, no. I'm just spreading a little holiday cheer. Dusty. Oh. Oh, and this blanket, it needs a nice Christmas washing.
Hyde: Oh, no, no, no, no, no! That's Bud's Christmas stool. Very sentimental. If anybody touches it, he just goes nuts, so...
Kitty: Huh. Well, um... I don't quite believe you, but okay. [laughs] Okay. So, um, Bud left you boys here unsupervised? Oh, salami in the couch. Now, that's... sanitary. Okay! Okay, then, um, why don't you boys hang up those angels? And, um, Eric, come in here and help me with the traditional holiday floor wax.
Eric: Mom, seriously, we're okay. You can go, really. [ice cubes drop out of Fez's Christmas pants] Oh, good. Fez is making ice.