Bob: Why did you have to wear something so revealing? It's just a friendly party, for Pete's sake.
Midge: This party's not for Pete, it's for Kitty, dummy.

Jackie: Hi, honey, welcome home from work. [kisses Hyde] Oh, God, I love saying that. It's so much better than saying, "Welcome home from loitering at the head shop."
Eric: Oh, my God, Hyde, five seconds have gone by and you haven't ripped off your tie, or as you refer to it, "the yoke of oppression."
Hyde: I forgot I was wearing it.
Donna: Would you look at that? The dancing bear has become accustomed to his cage.
Fez: Why would you put a dancing bear in a cage? He's entertaining you, give him some room.
Kelso: No, Fez, what she's saying is that Hyde is becoming a money-grubbing corporate zombie.
Jackie: Did you hear that, Steven? We're gonna be rich.
Hyde: No, we're not, Jackie. I hate the Man. I'm still dedicated to kicking his ass. I'm just doing it from the inside, where I get a pension and dental and stuff.
Jackie: Oh, don't worry, honey. You're still a rebel. [Hyde exits] Give me two years, I'll have him speaking French and writing thank you notes.

Kelso: [sighs] Hyde's growing up so fast. Seems like just yesterday we were swiping Playboys, trenching Old Man Shinsky's yard, and cutting the brakes on Fat Marvin's bike.
Eric: I don't remember trenching Old Man Shinsky's yard.
Kelso: Oh, that's 'cause you didn't approve. I think your exact words were, "That guy's worked hard on his yard."
Eric: What's wrong with me? I don't want to wake up in 20 years and realize that I haven't harassed enough grouchy, old men.
Fez: And I don't want to wake up in 20 years and realize this was all a dream. Wouldn't that be weird? If none of this was real. Okay, now I'm starting to freak out a little.