Kitty: Oh. [laughs] Hello, strangers. Look, Red, it's the Pinciottis.
Red: Yeah. And they're dressed the same.
Midge: We were jogging.
Red: So you had to dress the same?
Kitty: [laughs] Well, I hope we're still on for cards tomorrow night.
Bob: Oh, about that. Uh, we can't...
Red: Hey, no excuses necessary. Gosh darn the luck. That just makes me so sad. I gotta go inside.
Bob: Well, me, too.

Eric: So, the yearbooks are out and no one's noticed your... fleshy indiscretion. So I guess I'm cool with it.
Donna: What a relief. I tossed and turned all night.
Eric: Well, relax, Donna. Relax. Because, I mean, it's a tiny picture, it's all out of focus. I think it's safe to say this little episode is behind us now.
Timmy: Hey, everybody! Donna showed her ass! Donna showed her ass! Donna showed her ass! Donna showed her ass! Donna showed her ass!

Kitty: I think what Midge means is it's good to clear the air. Secrets cause cancer.
Bob: Fine. Bring it on. Just so long as I don't have to talk about this.
Red: I gotta say, I'm with Bob on this.
Bob: Right. So let's all just not talk.
Red: Okay. Deal.
Bob: Okay. Deal, buddy. [offers hand]
Red: No, Bob. Deal. [holds a pack of cards]

Jackie: Ooh, Steven! I'm so glad you're here.
Hyde: Jackie, please, I'm right in the middle of "Smokey and the Band-Aid," okay?
Jackie: Okay. Fine. But I signed us up for roller-disco lessons at skateworld tonight. Class starts in half an hour, so we'd better hustle. You get it? "Hustle"?
Hyde: Okay. Let me explain something to you. On Friday nights, I don't roller-disco. I go out looking for roller-discoers to punch in the head.
Jackie: Okay. Fine. We won't roller-disco. We'll do anything you want.
Hyde: No, we won't. Look, man, you and I don't have anything in common. You're, like, a square. You know? A cheerleader. So just... roller-disco on out of here, okay?
Jackie: Fine. Fine. I guess I'm not cool enough to hang out with you anymore.
Hyde: Now you're getting it.
Jackie: You know what, Steven? You think you know me, but you don't. You don't know me at all.
Hyde: I know you like unicorns, so bye-bye.

Hyde: So, what are you saying? You wanna be, like, a burnout now?
Jackie: No. No, Hyde, I just wanna be with you. Okay? I think you're one of the coolest, sweetest guys I've ever met.
Hyde: No, you don't. [throws bag]
Jackie: Yes, I do!
Police Officer: Is there a problem here?
Hyde: No, sir, Officer. There's no problem at all, right, Jackie?
Jackie: There's nothing in the bag.
Police Officer: Okay, Miss, let's go.
Jackie: No, no. I can't go to jail. I have to cheer tomorrow.
Hyde: What are you doing, man? The bag is mine. Come on, cheerleader, dirtbag.
Police Officer: Okay, man.
Jackie: Oh, my God. Steven Hyde, you were right. We will never be friends. We'll be more than friends. Because now... I love you.
Hyde: Oh, my God. Would you shut up?
Jackie: As God is my witness, I will wait for you.

Kitty: Well, I hope you're happy. I don't think Bob will ever recover from the sight of your rear end.
Laurie: What rear end? [laughs]
Red: What I can't figure out is how you expected to run away with your pants down around your ankles. [laughs]
Laurie: Damn, he's dumb.
Red: [answers phone] Hello. Steven, where have you been? You missed the funniest damn thing.
Hyde: Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Pants around the ankles. Oh, that's great. Look, Red, I gotta talk to you about something.
Red: Arrested? For what? For possession of what? Son of a bitch!

Kelso: Hyde got arrested? For what?
Donna: For holding?
Kelso: For holding what?
Jackie: For holding my heart. Because I love him.
All: What?
Jackie: It's true, okay? I love Steven Hyde, and, someday, he'll love me. And he'll cut off those stupid sideburns and we'll live happily ever after.
All: What?