Fez: I'm Red, dumbass. Where are my muffins, dumbass?
Hyde: [answers phone] Forman residence. Dr. Hook speaking.
Fez: Who is it, dumbass?
Kitty: Steven, honey, it's Mrs. Forman.
Hyde: Oh, hey, Mrs. Forman.
Fez: [gasps] Mrs. Forman? [takes off hat, hides beers]

Jackie: Michael, what are you doing in Casey's room?
Kelso: Spitting in his socks. What are you doing?
Donna: We came by to say hi to Casey. Watching you spit is just a super bonus.
Kelso: Yeah? Well, your lover's out of town. And I asked your lover where he was going and your lover said, "Neptune," and that he'd be back tomorrow. And then your lover punched me in the head and laughed. But we'll see who's laughing when he puts on his socks and gets his feet all spitty. Ha!

Red: Here's the keys to the Corvette. But the only reason I'm giving them to you is so you can move it in case there's a fire.
Eric: And because you trust me.
Red: [chuckles] Right! Now, you know that I'll know if the Corvette's been moved. I've noted its exact position in the garage, the angle of the wheels, and I just might have set a few booby traps.
Eric: I am so lucky to have a daddy who cares enough to set booby traps. Fine. Okay, I get it. The only way I get to drive the Corvette is if there's a fire.
Red: But to the end of the driveway. No further. A fire is no excuse for a joyride.