[circle in the hotel kitchen:]
Eric: Wow, good pot. There's gotta be like four or five bucks in there.
Kelso: Yeah, you guys are going down. I got a full house. I mean, what do I got? Why don't we bet a lot and see?
Hyde: Kelso, I know you think you got a full house, but you're only holding two cards. So I'll raise.
Roy: This is great. It's 1:00 in the morning, I'm not alone, and I'm not alone. This is great.
Eric: Guys, I don't want to brag. My belt's getting pretty tight. I think Operation Fat Eric is well underway.
Donna: [enters] What the hell are you doing? [circle ends]
Eric: Donna.
[Eric's POV: the wall sways behind Donna]
Donna: You told me you were working. I brought you brownies because you told me you were working your ass off. And now it turns out that you're spending all the time we could have spent together with the guys. And I gave you daytime sex. [leaves brownies and exits]
Eric: All right! Who brought brownies?

Donna: Is Eric upstairs?
Hyde: Just look for the lump under the covers sucking its thumb. Hey, you gonna yell?
Donna: No, I'm past yelling.
Fez: What's past yelling?
Hyde: It's the dark side of the moon, my friend. It's a place so ugly, if it was a woman, even you wouldn't have sex with her.
Fez: That's bad.

Eric: Okay, Donna, I get it. I'm sorry.
Donna: No, that's not gonna cut it. I've been wearing this engagement ring so long, it's white under there, and a little wrinkly. You haven't brought up the wedding in weeks. I stayed home from college to be with you, and if I knew you were gonna act like this, I would have gone.
Eric: You're right. I know. Donna, I know that I'm lucky to be with you. Hell, when we go out together, people think I'm your little brother.
Donna: That's true. They say I shouldn't have you out so late.
Eric: You're right. No, you are absolutely right. And I'm really, really sorry, okay? So, are you still mad at me?
Donna: Well, it's kind of hard when you keep agreeing with me.
Eric: I agree.
Donna: Stop it.
Eric: You're beautiful.
Donna: I will kick your ass.

Jackie: So, hey, maybe a good way to break the ice would be for everyone to tell a few things about themselves. I'll go first. I like make-up and diets, and Steven, here, likes black things and throwing stuff at glass.
Brooke: Okay. Well, I was valedictorian of my class, I run marathons, and I tutor kids in Latin.
Kelso: Well, I egged the valedictorian of my class and a marathon runner and some kids that took Latin.
Hyde: This is fun.

[circle:]
Eric: [with Donna] Guys, everything is totally cool. I promise to stop acting like such an ass and give Donna only presents, not cash.
Donna: And why is that?
Eric: Because presents are for girlfriends and cash is for hookers.
Donna: Although...
Eric: You're so good, I should pay you.
Donna: Thank you.
Hyde: [with Jackie] You should have seen it coming, Forman. 'Cause when you are deeply, truly happy, it's a sure sign you're doing everything wrong.
Jackie: It's true. When Steven's unhappy, I know our relationship is in good shape.
Hyde: Well, then, we've been tip-top since the minute I met you.
Jackie: Aw.
Kelso: [alone] Yeah, I couldn't be unhappier about me and Brooke, so I know I'm doing the right thing, 'cause the misery is how God lets you know you're on track.
Fez: [alone] And how. Red and I are miserable together and that crazy bastard is nuts about me.

[circle:]
Eric: [with Donna] Donna, what are you doing the day after your birthday?
Donna: Uh, nursing a hangover.
Eric: You might wanna stick to light beer, 'cause I was thinking maybe we could get married that day.
Donna: Oh, my God, are you setting a date? You can't set a date in the circle.
Eric: I can and I did. I love you. [they kiss]
Jackie & Hyde: Boo!
Kelso: There's no groping in the circle. We made that rule for Fez but it goes for everyone.
Fez: Oh, come on, Eric, take charge. Grab her like you mean it. I'll do it.

Eric: Good morning.
Hyde: Try, "Good 1:30."
Eric: I'm just so worn out from carrying around all this tip money. There you go, Mom. Why don't you kick up the thermostat a couple of degrees on me?
Kitty: Well, thank you, honey. And you have been such a big help, working yourself nearly to death, I made you your special sandwich.
Eric: Oh. The Eric McSweetie.
Hyde: It's a regular sandwich. Hold the masculinity.

Kitty: Oop, oop, oop. It's almost time for Red's doctor's appointment. Have to iron his underwear.

Eric: No crust? Check. Extra jelly? Check. My mommy loves me? Check.

Donna: Eric, wow, you look beat.
Eric: Yeah, I was working until, like, 1:00 last night.
Donna: My poor baby. I know something that'll cheer you up. Today, I got my first bridal magazine. We can spend the whole afternoon talking about wedding stuff. Like the groomsmen can wear kilts.
Eric: Donna, you know how much I'd love to spend four or five hours talking about the wedding, or clothes, or clothes for the wedding, but, God, I'm so beat from last night.
Donna: Okay, well, why don't you go back to bed and I'll crawl in with you after class? But this time, sweep the bed for G.I. Joes, 'cause that last thing that happened, that was unpleasant.