Hyde: Forman, you have a responsibility to all of us to find out what's underneath that smock.
Kelso: I bet it's boobs.
Red: So, spying on her, huh? Well, that's mature. Why don't you just pull her hair and run?
Fez: Yes, let's do that.
Eric: All right. All right, all right. All right. All right. I'm gonna go do this. [stands still] Yeah, all right. I can't do this.
Red: Oh, geez. I'll go talk to her.
Eric: No! {Red turns around] What? Now you're gonna start listening to me? Go! Grease the wheels, pal.