Fez: Ah, my last American Popsicle washed down by my last American grape soda.
Hyde: Fez, it's sad you're getting deported, but this "last American" crap's getting annoying.
Fez: Ah, my last American chance to annoy you.
Eric: Hey. Come on, Fez. Look on the bright side. I mean, we graduate tomorrow. You go to your country with a high school diploma they'll probably make you, like, head medicine man or something.
Fez: Eric, there is no bright side about going back to a place where people are outnumbered by lizards.
Kelso: I'm gonna miss you, man. When you get there, can you mail me a lizard?