Eric: Ta-da! Look what I found. And I didn't even lose it. Fez took it. So, basically, you got mad at me for being a victim of robbery. Okay. Apologetic look accepted.
Donna: Eric, I got mad at you for not being honest, and that hasn't changed.
Eric: Really? Huh. I thought it might've.
Donna: I gave you the ring as a symbol of how far we've come in our relationship. And if you can't be honest, then you shouldn't be wearing that ring at all.
Eric: Okay. You want me to be honest? Okay. I kind of think that you have bad taste.
Donna: What? I do not!
Eric: Okay. Well, then, tell me what you think of this room. This turquoise-and-chrome disaster of a room.
Donna: I think it's classy and sophisticated. You know, maybe you're the one who has bad taste.

Eric: Did you see that? I told you the truth, and we got into a fight. My dad told my mom she's pleasant - a whopper of a lie - and they've been married 1 50 years.
Donna: I don't care. I want you to tell me the truth all the time.
Eric: No. No, you don't. It's like when women ask whether or not their outfit makes them look fat.
How many men tell them they look fat? Zero. How many women look fat? Not zero.
Donna: That is totally different.

[circle - fantasy: the guys reprise their superhero costumes:]
Donna: Does this outfit make my butt look fat?
Eric: No. You look super.
Kelso: So, uh. Wonder Boy and I are thinking about moving in together. My parents are gonna freak!
Hyde: You think your parents are gonna freak?
Jackie: Yeah, we're twins.
Red: It really hurts my feelings that you call me Dr. Bald. Just because I'm evil doesn't mean I don't cry. Super jerks!

Eric: Look, how could I look you in the eye and tell you that I don't like the ring when I love you so much?
Donna: I guess I know what you mean. It's like when you wrote me that song.
Eric: Wait. You love that song.
Donna: Of course I do.
Eric: You know what? We are really bad with rings.
Donna: Yeah. If we ever get married, we should just exchange, like buckets of chicken.
Eric: Or, uh, I- I could write you another song.
Donna: Oh. I'm fine with chicken.

Donna: Anyway, when you came to California, I knew you were the one. So I got you a gift to symbolize how far we've come.
Eric: Is it, like, one of those gifts that women get for men but they actually wear themselves?
Donna: Here.
Eric: It's a ring.
Donna: Yeah.
Eric: And I'm a man.
Donna: Yeah. It's a man-ring.
Eric: A man-ring. Yay!