Hyde: So, Forman, you break up with Donna but you still get to have sex and go on dates with her? Ride the big red wave, dude.
Fez: I should break up with Donna. "Donna, we are through. Let the sex and dating begin."
Eric: Oh, no. It's not a date. We're just friends now, because she's... over it. Well, guess who else is over it?
Kelso: I am.
Hyde: Me too.
Fez: So over it.
Kelso: Look, man, breaking up sucks, okay? When Jackie dumped me, you know what she said? "Something something. Never wanna see you again. Blah, blah, blah." Hey, you think that didn't hurt?

Eric: Oh, hang on one sec. Oh, hey, Donna? Why don't you make like a circle and go round, okay? That's right. Like a circle.
Red: Slide over or I'll hit you in the head.
Eric: All right.
Donna: [singsong] You got yelled at.
Eric: Shut up.

Kitty: So, are you having fun at the big ball?
Donna: Um, yeah. You know, at first I wasn't. Eric was being really jerky and weird.
Kitty: Uh-huh. Well, he does that.
Donna: I mean, if he gets me a glass of punch, it's not like we have to sleep together.
Kitty: Well, it would have to be pretty good punch. [laughs] They have an open bar.

Donna: Eric, what the hell?
Eric: What?
Donna: Why are you kissing her? You're on a date with me.
Eric: It wasn't a date.
Donna: Well, it is now, you bastard! Now, come open my car door for me before I kick your ass!

[circle in the Fotohut:]
Kelso: The Fotohut's cool. [laughs] Hyde, your job kicks ass.
Hyde: Yeah. I never thought I'd be a workingman, man. But, man, here I am working for the man. And you know what, man? I like the man.
Leo: Hey, thanks, man. So, my probation officer was sure happy I came by. He even wants to see me for some additional years. He's a good guy.
Jackie: [thumbing through pictures] Ugly, fat, whorey, old whorey, old, four-eyes, ugly, fat.
Kelso: Oh, this one's kinda cute. [Jackie pinches Kelso's arm] I mean, for a fatty. [again] I mean, for a whore? [again] Damn, Jackie! What do you want me to say?
Fez: That's it. I cannot work like this. Anyone who doesn't have to be here must leave.
Kelso: [scoffs] Fez-
Fez: I said, leave.
Hyde: Damn, Fez. You've only been here one day and you're already trying to change everything.
Leo: Yeah. It's like we crossed into some different dimension where we're in some kind of... Fotohut. It's eerie, man.

Hyde: Good morning.
Fez: No. It was morning when I got here, on time. Now, put this on. [Fez holds up a sweatshirt which reads "Fotohut It's Phabulous"] Clever, huh? Yes, very.
Hyde: Fez. [clears throat] Working here is about goofing off. You know, creating a model of inefficiency. You're ruining the Fotohut, man. And if you think I'm gonna stand idly by you're right, 'cause that's what I do here.

Donna: Hey, Mrs. Forman. My dad's making a cheese sandwich, but he's missing some stuff. So, can I borrow bread and cheese?
Kitty: Oh, your dad's having a hard time without your mom, isn't he?
Red: Midge was the brains of that outfit? [laughs] Oh, I'm- I'm sorry, Donna.
Eric: [enters] Sorry about what?
Red: You, get Donna bread and cheese.

Eric: Okay. You know what? I'm done talking about this.
Hyde: Good.
Eric: But I will say this. If she doesn't want it to be a date, then it won't be a date. I am so cool with that, because as we all know, I am very mature. Now, if you would all please excuse me, my mommy has to iron my corduroys.

Kitty: Oh, Red. Don't the kids look nice for their date?
Red: Yeah. Nice as hell.
Donna: Oh, well, thanks, Mrs. Forman.
Eric: Actually, Mom as Donna so thoughtfully pointed out earlier, this isn't a date.
Kitty: Well, I just- I like seeing you together. You just- You look so natural.
Eric: But we're not together.
Kitty: Well, sure you are. I'm looking right at you. [laughs]
Red: Let's spend the night in the driveway looking at the kids. That's what I wanna do.

Eric: Oh, okay, this is us.
Donna: See? This is great. Being out together, not on a date, just friends. I feel, like, virtually nothing for you.
Eric: Me too. Here. Let's have a seat. Here you go.
[Donna falls after Eric pulls the seat away from her]
Eric: Oh, whoops. Not a date.
Donna: Eric!
Eric: I'm sorry. Okay, uh, minor glitch. Let's let the good times roll.