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.

Hyde: And, WB, this is Bob, who's also done some work in retail, and Midge, who's also been to some stores.
Midge: It's true. Steven, you didn't tell me your father was so handsome.
Bob: Hey, what about me?
Midge: Well, you didn't tell me either.

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.

Red: Did someone say "party"? There's no party. Right, Kitty?
Kitty: Yes, there is a party, Red. Didn't you wonder why I bought all that liquor?
Red: Honestly, no.

Red: Kitty, how could you have a party without telling me?
Eric: Maybe it's because every time she tells you, you go through five stages, anger, fury, rage, super rage, and finally, cursing God for bringing you into this world.
Fez: I've been there. [shouts to the heavens] Why did you do it?

Kelso: How could you pick a girl over me?
Eric: Kelso, remember when we put eggs in Sister Mary Catherine's mail slot, and you were the getaway driver? And when we needed to get away, you had left to get ice cream.
Kelso: I was the getaway driver and I got away.

Red: Kitty, who are all these people?
Kitty: Well, they're my friends. I never introduced you because I know you don't care.
Red: Thanks.

Hyde: Jackie, I don't know what's going on with me. I just got paired up with this bookkeeping guy who told me a story about accounts receivable. Not only did I know what he was talking about, I suggested he make a flowchart.
Jackie: Oh, my God, you are so sexy right now. Say "flowchart" again.
[Hyde grabs Jackie's hand and they walk away]

Bob: Kitty? Kitty? That was the third whistle, and Midge and WB still haven't switched. Look at her laughing at him. He's not even funny. I haven't once heard him say, "Knock, knock."
William Barnett: Okay, wait, I have a good one. Knock, knock.
Bob: Damn it. I'm not gonna stand for you throwing yourself at every guy you meet. Midge, we're going home.
Midge: Until you're ready to trust me, I'm not going anywhere. In fact, I'm leaving.
Red: Where are you going?
Midge: To lock myself in your bathroom.
Red: What's wrong with your bathroom?
Midge: I can't go there, there's too many painful memories of sexy showers with Bob.
Kitty: See, I told you people do that.