Kitty Quote #31

Quote from Kitty in Drive-In

Red: Gee, I can't help but notice that you're pouting.
Kitty: Oh, no. I'm not pouting. That would upset our routine. God knows, I wouldn't want to move in a new direction and accidentally slip in a puddle of fun or anything.
Red: Okay. Here's a thought. How about you and I treat ourselves to a night out? Just the two of us.
Kitty: Well, that'd be great, Red.
Red: We'll go to Phillies.
Kitty: Phillies, huh? So you'll have the Salisbury steak, and I'll have the baked chicken. Again.
Red: Well, maybe I won't have the Salisbury steak. I enjoy their ham.
Kitty: Oh, ham. Okay, then I can change one answer on the quiz. So, okay, we have four out of ten. We have moved up from "predictable as the tides" to "humdrum." [laughs] I'll just go change.
Red: [sighs] Damn Cosmo. [looks at magazine] Ooh.

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Quote from Hyde

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Fez: I am telling you, I heard it. The devil is singing backwards on the record.
Hyde: [coughs] It's not the devil, man. It's Congress. They passed a secret law to put backward messages in our records, man. They want to kill rock and roll because they know it makes us horny, man.
Eric: Doesn't, uh... Doesn't pretty much everything make us horny?
Kelso: Cartoons make me horny. Oh, and food.
Fez: When you play the record backwards, you can hear the devil speak. I am starting to hear him everywhere. [whimpers]
Hyde: [incoherent chattering]
[After the camera pans over to Eric, it pans counter-clockwise back to Hyde]
Hyde: Satan is your master, Fez. Worship Satan.
Fez: [whining]
Hyde: Before you worship Satan, get him a cherry pop. Get Satan a cherry pop. Get Satan a cherry pop. A pop, man. Get me a pop. Fez, man, get me a pop!
Fez: Oh, I'm sorry. I misunderstood.
Hyde: Satan's second choice is root beer.
Fez: Ay!

Quote from Fez

Fez: Oh, no. Dick Tracy is trapped in a giant clam. Farewell, sweet Dick!
Hyde: A man being eaten by a giant clam. Now, I'm not Sigmund Freud, but...

Quote from Kitty

Kitty: Okay, you know what this is, Red?
Red: Some lady magazine.
Kitty: It's Cosmo.
Red: Oh, no.
Kitty: I'm gonna tell you something, Red. I just took the "how spontaneous is your relationship?" quiz. And you know what?
Red: What?
Kitty: We got three out of ten. And I cheated.