Bob: A keg? Oh, great. Red's gone nuclear. This barbecue is over.
Donna: Dad, that's it? You're just gonna give up? We had sparkler dogs. We could win this thing.
Bob: No. Donna, thanks. But it's over. I just wanted one big blowout. One last hurrah, you know? Oh, why didn't I rent the one-man band?

Jackie: This is the best date ever.
Hyde: Jackie, we haven't talked in 30 minutes.
Jackie: That's okay. Steven, you don't have to say anything. I understand you.
Hyde: [scoffs] Oh, you do, do you?
Jackie: Sure. Okay, so you're probably sitting there thinking "I'm on this date with this girl, who really, really likes me. And she's so beautiful."
Hyde: Jackie.
Jackie: Hush. And you're wondering "How can I open up to her when everyone I have ever loved have abandoned me? Am I even worthy of love?" Well, you are, Steven. You are.
Hyde: [sobs]
Jackie: It's okay, Steven. It's okay. Know what? Let it out. Let it all out.
Hyde: [sobs]
Jackie: Okay. It's okay.
Hyde: [blows raspberry]
Jackie: Let's go home.
Hyde: Oh, come on. I'm kidding. No, this is all right. We can hang out here for a while, okay? God. Here, have some of my pop.
Jackie: Sure.

Donna: Well, I hope you're all happy. 'Cause you ruined my dad's barbecue. All he wanted was one more good day before everybody found out that his store was closing, and he's going bankrupt.
Eric: Wait. What?
Donna: Yeah. Bargain Bob's is closing this week so congratulations.
Eric: Oh, my God. I feel so bad.
Red: Well, you should. You ruined his barbecue. Why would you do that?
Eric: What? Me? You were-
Red: Eric, for God's sakes, the man is almost a veteran.
Eric: Okay, fine. You know what? Fine. It's all my fault. But, Dad, you, you gotta make everyone here go next door.
Kitty: Eric, you're right. We have got to go over there. They are our neighbors. They are our best friends.
Red: Yeah, I suppose. All right, freeloaders. Let's move it on over to Bob's. Eric, grab that keg.

Jackie: So our first date's almost over.
Hyde: Yeah.
Jackie: What'd you think?
Hyde: It was no worse than bowling. I- I don't hate bowling. [they kiss] [record scratch]
Jackie: Huh. Okay. I didn't feel anything.
Hyde: Nothing?
Jackie: No, I mean, the kiss was hot, but... Well, did you feel something?
Hyde: Uh... no. Well... no.
Jackie: So I guess that's it then. Turns out you were right about us all along.
Hyde: Yeah.
Jackie: So what happens now?
Hyde: I'm not opposed to doing it.
Jackie: Take me home, you pig.
Hyde: Yes, dear.

Kelso: You know what? All this talk about having fun makes me want to have fun. Hey, let's throw stuff at other stuff.
Eric: Man, that's perfect. I've got stuff.
Kelso: I'm in.
Eric: Let's do it.

Kitty: Oh, Steven, I saw what happened. Is your girlfriend okay?
Hyde: My girlfriend?
Kitty: Yeah, the- the bossy, little, mean one you're always hanging around with. Oh, uh, Jackie.
Hyde: She's not my girlfriend.
Kitty: Are you sure?
Hyde: Yes, I'm sure. I don't like her. She's shallow and rich and mean and bossy. She's everything that I hate.
Kitty: But, Steven, you hate everything.
Hyde: What's that supposed to mean?
Kitty: Well, it means that maybe you like her 'cause I kind of think you do.
Hyde: No. How could I like her? Because I don't like her. Because I can't like her. Mrs. Forman, if I like her, shoot me.
Kitty: Pow!

Donna: Look, I'm sorry. Everyone came by, and I know you did that so thanks.
Eric: No, Donna. I'm sorry. Look, you know that I wouldn't have acted like such a jerk if I knew something so terrible was happening to your dad.
Donna: No, I know. I know. It's okay. My folks didn't want me to say anything, so...
Eric: Yeah. No, I mean. Yeah.
Donna: Yeah.
Eric: Are you okay?
Donna: Yeah, and no. I don't know. [they hug]

Kelso: Fez. I don't feel so good.
Fez: Me neither. You see a horse?
Kelso: Yes, I do.
Fez: Is it pink?
Kelso: Uh-huh. [Fez falls over] This was the best barbecue ever.