Hyde: Well, what do you know, Kelso? We're out of beer. You know what? Forman's old man's got a fridge in the garage and I know he's got beer in it.
[Once again, Red sits up in his chair. As Hyde, Kelso and Fez sneak into Red's garage, they stumble into the lawn mower, making a loud clatter. As they reach the fridge, they are illuminated by the head lights of the Vista Cruiser. The guys scream.]
Kelso: [points to Fez] It was his idea.
Fez: Remind me to kick your ass.
Hyde: Uh, hey, Red. Uh... Is Forman around?
Red: Well, he sure as hell is not inside that fridge. [drinks beer]

Eric: Dad, I'm quitting my job.
Red: You're quitting?
Eric: Yeah, I'm quitting. I'm irresponsible, I'm a quitter, and I couldn't kill a cow with a hammer. So what do you say to that?
Red: Well, everybody quits their first job, Eric. It's no big deal.
Eric: What? That's it? I gotta say, Dad, I'm a little disappointed here.
Red: I mean, it wasn't a man's job anyway.
Kitty: Red.
Red: Come on, Kitty, it was a hair-net name-tag, nothing kind of a job.
Eric: That's more like it.
Red: It's just as well. It was cutting into your chores anyway. You did a half-assed job sweeping the driveway.
Kitty: I thought he did a wonderful job.
Red: It didn't look wonderful to me.
Kitty: Okay, then. Sweep it yourself.

Eric: So, Dad, the guys and I are thinking about getting jobs.
Kitty: No, no, no. You have a job. It's your job to get good grades, go to college, graduate and... leave me.