Angie: Oh, my God, this place is a mess.
Kelso: Well, it's obvious, you've had a break-in. And that pizza box is a clue. Yep, they're Italian.

Angie: [gasps] Someone broke into my store. What if they stole something?
Hyde: Oh, no. [lifts up cash register] It's okay, my stash is safe.
Kelso: Not entirely. I got into it a little bit yesterday.

Angie: You guys, what are we gonna do?
Hyde: What are we gonna do? We don't have to do nothing. Nothing big was taken, probably some kids having fun.
Angie: Fun?
Hyde: Yeah, you know, fun, that thing you've never had.
Angie: I have plenty of fun, okay. Michael, I'm fun, right?
Kelso: You're good-looking.

Eric: Okay, you know what? We don't have to stand here and take this.
Donna: Yeah. Let's go. Where are we going?
Eric: I don't know, but we are just going to stand outside until they leave.

Hyde: Hey, you're here early.
Angie: Not early enough. We were broken into again.
Hyde: Well, at least these kids leave more than they take. We're not being robbed, man, we're being cluttered.

Angie: I'm calling the cops.
Hyde: No, don't call the cops.
Angie: Why not?
Hyde: 'Cause then they show up and they act all coppy.
Angie: You know what I think? I think you're the one coming in here at night.
Hyde: Why would I come here when I have a house? Well, a basement.
Angie: Why don't you tell me about the $10 missing from the register?
Hyde: Are you accusing me of stealing?
Angie: Well, you don't want me to call the cops. And of all the people I know, and I know 28 people, you are, by far, the most likely to burgle.
Hyde: Yeah, you know, I don't actually have to take this from you, Angie. [siren wails] I thought you didn't call the cops?
Angie: I didn't.
Kelso: [enters] Guys, I don't know how to turn off the siren.

Kelso: Hey, Eric, are your folks around?
Donna: Why, do you wanna bestow some honor on them that we should rightly have?
Kelso: No, I'm trying to sneak this crib up into Laurie's room, and I figure if I get it up there, there's no way they can get it down 'cause they're too old.
Eric: Kelso, I just can't believe you picked Hyde over me. I mean, what exactly was your criteria in choosing a godparent? I mean, was it the ability to shoplift a keg?
Kelso: My reasons are complicated.
Eric: Complicated or stupid?
Kelso: There are elements of both.

Angie: Well, we were broken into again last night, but you already know that since it was you.
Hyde: Yeah, you busted me, Angie. Sneaking into my own store so I can eat pizza and listen to Neil Sedaka.
Angie: After the second break-in, I had Michael install a hidden surveillance camera. It's the same one he tried to use in my shower.
Hyde: You spied on me?
Angie: Yep, and I thought we could watch the tape, for the first time, together.

Eric: I can't believe Kelso didn't choose us. What could be wrong with us?
Donna: Well, there's nothing wrong with you. I love you just the way you are.
Eric: Yeah, and I love you just the way you...
Donna: Although, well... It might be that you don't have a job.
Eric: Oh, [chuckles], here it comes. You've just been dying to get this off your chest, huh? I don't have a job. I play with toys. Maybe you'd like to talk about how I didn't show up for the wedding, too?
Donna: Oh, well, I don't need to talk about that because I relive it every morning when I wake up alone.
Eric: Oh, really? Well, you used to be a redhead. You dyed your hair. God, it's like everything about you now is so fake.
Donna: Whoa! You said you loved my hair.
Eric: I had to say that, Donna, to keep you happy. You trap people, you're a trapper. Nobody wants a trapper for a godmother.
Donna: Wait a minute. What are we doing?
Eric: You know what? You're right, let's back up. Man, why do we want to be godparents so bad?
Donna: Well, I want it for the joy of nurturing the spiritual growth of a child.
Eric: I want it for the prestige.
Donna: Yeah, me, too. I was just saying that.

Kitty: Okay, I have an idea. You and Fez both need a place to live, right?
Kelso: Yeah.
Kitty: And living alone can get kind of lonely, can't it?
Fez: Sometimes I cry myself to sleep.
Kitty: You see where I'm going with this?
Kelso: I do. We each get our own apartment and we call each other on the phone a lot.
Fez: Or we could be roommates.
Kelso: Roommates? That is an awesome idea. What were you thinking of, Ms. Forman?
Kitty: That you two should be roommates.
Kelso: Oh, thanks, but we already thought of that.