Fez Quote #354

Quote from Fez in That' 70s Musical

Kitty: Well, you certainly seem in high spirits.
Fez: Of course. Soon all of my friends are gonna be here and we'll be all like a family. I wish you were my family. Oh, we would be so happy together.
[fantasy: Kitty goes to tuck Fez, Hyde and Eric into their giant bed:]
Kitty: Okay, kids, it's nighty-night time.
Eric: Good night, Mom.
Hyde: Night, Ma.
Fez: That's my mama.
Eric: I love you, Fez.
Hyde: I love you more.
Red: I love you the most.
Fez: Daddy.
Red: All right. Sleep tight. And don't let the bed bugs put their foot in your ass.
Kitty: Okay, boys, lights out. And no more staying up till 8:30 giving each other hugs. [boys groan] See you in the morning.

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 ‘That' 70s Musical’ 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.