Mr. Wilkinson: I'm moving you to the back row so that no one can hear that squawk box that you call a voice.
Fez: The back row? But the back row is for the untalented and the ugly. Ay, you are no fun.
Mr. Wilkinson: Music is not about fun. It's about passion and commitment. Have you ever been moved to tears by the warbling timbre of your own voice?
Fez: No, because I am a man. [Mr. Wilkinson sighs and walks off]
Kitty: Well, he just, um- He doesn't seem to like you at all.
Fez: The British have always hated my people. We won the war, buddy. Get over it! [chuckles] Oh, good one, Fez.