Kelso: [to Red] Hey. Pretty great funeral.
Hyde: Red, I'm sorry about your mom, man. And I'm sorry Kelso's an idiot.

Fez: Mr. Red, always remember a mother's goodness is carried down forever by her sons. [Marty whimpers]
Red: Have you met my sister, Marty?

Hyde: Hey, what's all this stuff?
Red: Cameras. My dad was an amateur photographer. Had his own darkroom.
Hyde: Really? Forman, you have any naked pictures of your grandma?
Eric: No!
Hyde: [laughs] You do now.

Red: Hey, my old train set. [chuckles]
Marty: Your train set? That was our train set.
Red: Well, really, it should have been mine. You never played with it, right?
Marty: Red, do you want to keep the trains?
Red: If you don't want them.
Marty: Well, it's not about me. It's about what you want. Make an honest declaration of your needs.
Red: Would you cut the crap?
Marty: Just say to me, "Marty, I want the trains."
Red: Marty... I'd be glad to hang on to them for you.
Marty: Are you asking me for them?
Red: No!
Marty: Fine. Then I'll keep them.
Red: Fine. Go ahead and keep them. I don't want the damn things. Kitty, you go in there and tell that bastard to give me my trains.
Kitty: Red, it's your problem. I gotta make a pie.

Kitty: Now see. Marty left you the trains.
Red: Yeah, he did. And he even set it up right. See, the stations are all spread out. Five stops, five times the fun. But if he thinks he's playing with them when he visits, he's got another think coming.
Kitty: Now, Red, you have to share with your brother.
Red: I don't wanna.
Kitty: Okay. I am gonna go make a coffee cake. [imitates train whistle]