Kitty: Have you seen that little stray cat that's been hanging around our house?
Red: Oh, yeah, I met him this morning. Then he met the hose. Kitty, we don't need more things hanging around our house. We already have Steven and Kelso and... foreign kid.
Kitty: Yeah, but they're always busy. Maybe I should get my own cat. I'm not working. I'm home all day.
Red: Here's my problem with cats. Best-case scenario: You get the smartest cat in the world, he still craps in your house.
Kitty: Well, it's just, it would be nice to have something to take care of.
Red: I'll tell you what, Kitty. Instead of getting a cat, why don't we all just stop flushing? It's the same thing!

Kelso: Hey, guys? I'm thinking about getting a perm. Hyde, can I get the number of your guy?
Hyde: I don't have a "guy," dumbass. This righteous moss is a gift from God.
Fez: God gave me a perm, too, but he hit me below the belt.

Red: Kitty? What happened?
Kitty: Fluffy died.
Red: Well, if it's any consolation, fish are never even really alive. They're just less dead.
Kitty: I know. You know, he wasn't good company, but at least he was company. [Red sighs] Red, I'm unhappy.
Red: Oh, I gotta go to the store.
Kitty: I am a nurturer. I am not gonna be satisfied nurturing something you'd win at a carnival.
Red: Kitty, what do you want? I'll get you anything you want. Not a cat.
Kitty: I want to go back to the hospital to work.
Red: Oh. As long as it's not a cat, I'm good.
Kitty: Okay, I think what you mean is, "I'm glad you're doing what makes you happy."
Red: Oh, of course. And I'm sorry that your fish died.
Kitty: Don't be. I flushed it.