Fez: Miss Kitty? I would like to apologize for saying that you were not my mother.
Kitty: Why? It's the truth. Why don't you just tell me I'm fat, too.
Fez: See, you treated me like a son, and I didn't mean to hurt you. So, if it will fix things, I would like to take your advice and stop seeing Mrs. Sullivan.
Kitty: Okay, look, Fez. It's your life. You can do whatever you want to do.
Fez: See, but the problem is, that on the one hand I want your approval and on the other I want to be with women in ways that frankly would turn your stomach.
Kitty: Okay. Okay, Fez. If you really see me as your mother, then you need to do what any good son would do in this situation. Lie to me.
Fez: What do you mean?
Kitty: Okay, well. When Eric was still here, every Friday night he would tell me he's going out with his friends to the movies.
Fez: But we weren't at the movies, we were drinking beer and peeing from the top of the... [Kitty shakes her head] Oh...
Kitty: So, you see? Not telling each other what they don't want to hear is what being a family is all about.
Fez: Thank you, Miss Kitty. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to not have sex with Mrs. Sullivan on her washing machine.
Kitty: You have fun at the movies.