Red: Then no food for you.
Eric: What?
Kitty: Red, he's so skinny. Just take away his car.
Red: No. I'm trying to teach the boy responsibility. I want a plan out of you by tonight, or no dinner, either.
Eric: Dad, that's not... Wait. Mom, what's for dinner?
Kitty: Fried chicken.
Eric: Oh, come on!

Jackie: Oh, Donna, your hair is gonna look so fabulous.
Donna: It's weird. I actually feel different.
Jackie: Well, now that you're not getting married, you have to re-energize yourself spiritually. And making superficial changes is the best way to do that.
Eric: [enters] Hello.
Jackie: Uck. Oh, come on. A sweater vest?
Donna: Jackie, if you don't have anything nice to say, just don't say anything at all.
Jackie: Well, if I followed that rule, I'd never speak again.
Eric: Yeah, that's kind of the idea.
Jackie: Okay. Okay. I'm going. You look like a circus poodle!

Eric: Hey, so, uh... Look, I think we need to talk about us, since the matrimonial incident. I mean, we've seen each other, but we haven't really talked about anything.
Donna: Yeah, but it's been nice, right? I mean, I'm sick of talking about us. And I'm not mad, because you were right. I mean, we were about to make a huge mistake. I can't live in a trailer with you. I'd hear you going to the bathroom.
Eric: Yes, I had thought about that. I was only going to go in a bottle after you were asleep, so...
Donna: See, remember when our relationship was the most fun thing in our lives? And then we put all this pressure on it. I wish we could just, you know, hang out without all that stuff. [removes towel]
Eric: Holy Mother of God.
Donna: Do you like it?
Eric: Are you kidding? Yes. It's good. I think it's, like, a sign that you're loosening up. Like, maybe now you might like that thing I try in bed that makes you mad.
Donna: I won't.
Eric: I'll still try.
Donna: See, this is great. Your perviness is our biggest problem now.
Eric: Just like the old days!

Red: How come you're making so many sandwiches? Bulking up for the winter? [laughs] [Kitty is silent] No, no, no, no. No, no, no. I didn't mean it like that. No, see, it's like... You're the mama bear, and I'm the papa bear. We're bears! Fine, we're not bears. I'm sorry.
Kitty: I made so many sandwiches, not because I am a fat, pre-hibernation bear, but because Bob is coming over for lunch, and since he is still dating Pam and Midge, like some kind of gigolo, I didn't know how much food I would need.

Fez: Your hair is beautiful. I want to touch it. [Donna swats Fez's hand away] Hey! I can do this all day.
Donna: Okay, fine.
Fez: Eh.
Eric: What? You don't like it?
Fez: I like my women like I like my wine. Red and full of alcohol.

Donna: Whatever. When I was a redhead, at the bakery, they'd give me a free donut. But as a blonde, apple fritter. So I'm gonna stay blonde for a while. Now I'm gonna go to the bakery.

Eric: It's gonna be so great to be with Donna without all the talking, and the decisions and the labels. You know, "Am I your fiance?" You know, "Am I your boyfriend?"
Kelso: Hey, wait a minute. Are you and Donna boyfriend and girlfriend, or not?
Eric: No, I'm saying, why put labels on it?
Kelso: Are you dating, or can you see other people?
Eric: Why are you so interested?
Hyde: He's trying to figure out if he can nail Donna.
Kelso: Hyde! Let me build up to it. Damn! So, can I?
Eric: No.
Kelso: Thanks for nothing, Hyde!

Eric: Okay, you know what, you guys? I figured out what I'm gonna do this year.
Kelso: You're gonna be the first person to put on my human firecracker suit.
Eric: No, I'm talking... Wait. What is a firecracker suit?
Kelso: Right. So, it's this suit. The... Wait. You have to agree to wear it before I tell you.
Eric: Hmm. I'm intrigued. We'll talk more later.

Eric: You guys, my dad said I had to have a plan this year, and now I have it. I'm gonna take the year off.
Hyde: Isn't that what Elvis said right before he died on the toilet?
Eric: No, you guys, seriously. Look, rich kids do it, right? After high school, they take a year off, go to Europe, figure out what they're gonna do. I'm gonna do exactly that. Just go nowhere and do nothing.
Hyde: So you're gonna be a bum?
Eric: In the grandest European tradition! Yes!
Fez: Hey, why not? He's young, he's got a free place to live, a girl that's way too hot for him. Ride the ride, baby.

Kitty: You know, I tell you, Red, I don't like this situation with Bob and two women. I have put up with a lot of weird things in this neighborhood. Hot tubs, wife-swapping, jogging... Now I am drawing the line. You have to make Bob choose one woman.
Red: Well, the choice is obvious. Pam.
Kitty: Red, this isn't your decision, it's his. And he has to pick Midge.
Red: But Pam is so tan.
Kitty: But, Red, if Bob picks Midge, he will reunite a shattered family, bringing their only daughter a glimpse of happiness for the first time in her life.
Red: But Pam is so tan.