[The guys argue over who they should call to get them out of jail]
Eric
I'd call Red, but I feel safer in jail.
I... uh, don't know my phone number.
I can't call Edna, man. It's poker night.
No offense, but isn't every night [nudges Hyde] "poker night" for Edna?
[Red and Eric visit Rocky Johnson in his locker room]
I wonder if you'd mind giving my son an autograph.
MManager
[cuts off Red] No, no autographs.
Look, I might be the only guy in here who's actually killed a man.
MManager
Give the kid an autograph and then no more autographs.
RJRocky Johnson
You know that's really nice, bringing your kid to a wrestling match. You know what, I got a son, and one day he's gonna become The Most Electrifying Man in Sports Entertainment!
Yeah, well, good luck with that. Uh, wanna make that out to Red Forman.
Eric
No, no, I don't think so. It's Eric Forman, capital E-R-I-C.
Yeah but see, his nickname is Red.
Eric
No, it's not.
Stop kidding around, Red.
Damn good thing I went with him. He wanted to buy a leisure suit.
Eric
Come on, Dad. Leisure suits are cool. Everybody wears them.
Leisure suits are for dumbasses. Believe me.
[Bob walks in wearing a leisure suit]
Tonight, [sniffles] I learned there's a price to be paid for doing it. She said forever, man. And I think she meant it.
The inside of my mouth feels like cotton. As if cotton was in my mouth.
Kelso, man... Women are like muffins, okay? And once you've had a muffin, man, you will put up with anything to have another muffin! And they know that! Now she really owns you, man.
Eric
Hyde, you sure know a lot about women. But, I mean, you've never really had a steady girlfriend. So, what's that all about?
I'll tell you what that's all about, Forman. My mind is pure, man. I don't fall victim to the female race. I'm here, sans girlfriend, to help you guys out.
Then I have a question, Hyde. How much masturbation is too much?
No such thing as too much, Fez.
I'm so excited about Star Whores.
Hey, Forman, man, this thing better be good. If I don't see some space jugs, I'm going to be super pissed.
Eric
Oh, hey, guys, I heard it was okay.
Well, there is no way it's better than the Planet of the Apes. I mean, those apes were really good actors.
Eric
Gentlemen, we have finally done it. A pot leaf on the water tower!
This is the proudest moment of my life.
It doesn't look like a pot leaf.
It looks like a hand giving the finger.
It doesn't have to look perfect, Hyde, it's art.
Get up and make it better!
[Kelso gets up on the railing and takes the paint brush.]
Just make it wider. Yeah, right up there. Out further, though. Yeah, right up there-[Kelso leans to the right and falls off the water tower.]
[Gasps] Oh, my God! Michael! [Branches snapping; thud.]
How's it look from down there?!
It looks like it's giving me the finger!
[Eric is approaching his parents bedroom. Music can be faintly heard through their door. He opens it, but freezes in shock to see his parents in the throes of sexual intercourse. We only see Eric's face. He is horrified.]
[As they continue, Eric quietly closes the door and sheepishly walks away. We see him quickly heading down the stairs where his friends are.]
Eric
[sheepishly] Okay, let's go. Everybody hop in the car and let's... go now.
Eric
[grabbing Kelso by the collar, screaming] SHUT UP! DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT MY MOTHER!
Eric
[to Hyde] Do you know how many cool guys live in New York? There's like... Lou Reed, man! Do you wanna mess with that?!
Why do you want to leave Point Place? It is fun!
Yeah, it is fun, man. And I’m gonna miss the hell out of you guys... but Chrissy’s cool. And it’s the Big Apple, man! Hey, do you think Lou Reed’s in the phone book? ‘Cause I’d bet he’d really like me.
[chuckles] Lou Reed. Where are you goin’? Who’s Chrissy?
Eric
[to Hyde] It’s not so bad here, man. We got the TV, and... peanut butter. [holds up a paddle with no ball] And I got this thing... The ball part rolled under the dryer.
Hyde, you cannot leave. You gave me my first beer, remember? And then, I threw up on that cop.
[laughs] That was a good time, man.
Wait a minute. Back up! Nobody tells me anything! What’s the ball doing under the dryer?!
Eric
I killed her. She was old, and the shock of her grandson telling her that she was nasty killed her.
Have you talked to Red about this?
Eric
I'm not talking to my dad about this. Do you remember how angry he got when I didn't rake the yard? This is like, twice as bad!
[Hyde walks into the basement.]
Forman. Let's go get wasted.
[Eric points at Hyde, as to prove a point.]
Eric
See? Hyde's a real friend. He's gonna help me get through my grandma's death.
[frowns] Your grandma's dead? Oh, man... Let's go get wasted.
Eric is driving his Grandmother home.
GGrandma
You don't like it when I come to visit.
Eric
Yes I do, I really do.
GGrandma
You're a filthy liar! You didn't learn to lie from my Red; that came from your mother!
Eric
Well, y'see Grandma, that's the problem right there, okay? Every time you come to my house, you spend the whole day criticizing my mom.
GGrandma
Well, I tell it like it is.
Eric
Okay Grandma, then here's how it is: you're very nasty! And I–I don't see why you have to be so hateful. I don't think being nice for a whole day would kill you!
As Eric finishes saying this, she promptly leans over onto Eric with her eyes closed.
Eric
Grandma?
[Eric hits the brakes. The momentum throws Grandma off of him and on to the passenger side dashboard. She doesn't move.]
Eric
Grandma?
[After a few seconds, Eric realizes she just died]
Eric
Oh! OH, GOD!
[Eric quickly opens the driver side door and leaves the car]