Fez Quote #357
Quote from Fez in That' 70s Musical
Mr. Wilkinson: Okay, places everyone. Let's show them what we've got. Teeth and cleavage! Teeth and cleavage.
Fez: Well, that does it. Now I am mad. All they care about is themselves and their stupid, messed-up relationships. Boo-hoo, love hurts. Well they deserve it!
Red: Aw, geez, not another one.
[fantasy:]
Donna: Do we really have to go see that foreign boy sing?
Eric: I'm not going. I'm in too much pain from our breakup. Even though it was months ago, it still affects every part of my life. Me, me, me.
Kelso: No! Me, me, me.
Jackie: Wait. What about me, me, me?
Donna: Me!
Eric: Me!
Kelso: Me!
All: Me!
That '70s Show Quotes
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Fez: I'm so happy to be back home with my friends. [sings] Some people call me the space cowboy...
Eric: No, nobody calls you that. And if anyone's the space cowboy, it's me.
Hyde: What? In your dreams, Forman. I am widely acknowledged as the space cowboy of this group. And I also call "midnight toker."
Mr. Wilkinson: Wow. This cheeseburger is bloody brilliant.
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Mr. Wilkinson: I'm moving you to the back row so that no one can hear that squawk box that you call a voice.
Fez: The back row? But the back row is for the untalented and the ugly. Ay, you are no fun.
Mr. Wilkinson: Music is not about fun. It's about passion and commitment. Have you ever been moved to tears by the warbling timbre of your own voice?
Fez: No, because I am a man. [Mr. Wilkinson sighs and walks off]
Kitty: Well, he just, um- He doesn't seem to like you at all.
Fez: The British have always hated my people. We won the war, buddy. Get over it! [chuckles] Oh, good one, Fez.
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Hyde: And we got you an opening-night present. Congratulations, buddy! [Fez laughs]
Mr. Wilkinson: Bloody hell, is that my mailbox?
Fez: [imitating Wilkinson] Bloody 'ell, is that me mailbox? [laughs]
Kelso: That's dead on.
Mr. Wilkinson: Yes, I'm sure you'll all remember this fondly as you rot in your Barcaloungers cheeseburgers clenched in your fat American fists.
Fez: You got that right, buddy.