That '70s Show s08e09 Episode Script
Who Needs You
No! I get the top drawer.
I've always had the top drawer and this conversation is over! Don't you walk away from me! I walk wherever I want! Oh look! I'm gonna walk on the couch.
Oh yeah?! Well, I'm gonna drink the rest of your last beer! I win.
I put out a cigarette in there.
What is going on with you and your stripper wife? You guys are fighting like cats and whores.
Yep.
The honeymoon is over.
You know, once the thrill being married to a stripper is gone, you're just left with a wife who's always got change for a five.
You guys the radio station asked me to host an on-air fundraiser for the Children's Library.
A year ago I was doing the Farm Report and now it's gonna be Hot Donna all day long.
That's right.
I'm gonna be referring to myself in the third person from now on.
Wait.
You're not doing the Farm Report anymore? Well, how am I supposed to know if my corns-a-gonna grow? And I told my boss, that I'm not getting off the air until I've raised 500 bucks.
Which'll be easy, because my fans do anything I say.
Like there was this one time, when I told everybody to get up and dance when I played Tear The Roof Off The Sucker.
There was almost a riot at the prison! Yeah.
Thanks a lot Donna.
My Dad had to hide under his bunk.
Hyde, thanks for letting us broadcast from Grooves.
We couldn't do it at the Children's Library, because the last time I was there, this ten year old boy got a peek down my shirt and his mom had to read him "What's happening to my body" three years earlier then she planned.
And well, now I'm not welcome back.
Wait a second.
You guys are doing this at my store? Where was I when this was decided? At work.
We just didn't want to wake you.
I cleared all your crap off the bed.
Why the hell did you do that? Because we're gonna use it to make up! Unless you wanna make up in the shower Honeymoon's back on! Oh.
It's you.
Fenton.
During business hours you may address me by my official title "Landlord".
I'll also respond to "Lord Fenton".
Oeh, or on Sundays, "The Good Lord".
Yeeeesss Fenton, I am in no mood to talk to you.
Oh, well then just listen.
I did a little shuffle-y-doo with the parking lot assignments.
Your new space is Z.
Z? Z's the last spot.
It's dangerous to walk from there at night.
I'm a single man.
Well, maybe you should put some effort into your appearance.
Maybe you should put some effort into minding your own business! Maybe you should shut up! Maybe you should go to hell! I'll go to hell when you shut up! Damn.
I really should have turned in the direction of my door.
Excuse me.
Of course.
Hey, Fezzie! How's the salon? Horrible.
An old lady and a marine came in at the same time.
I got confused.
And well, Mrs.
Riley was not happy when I shaved her head.
Yeah, I know.
I had a tough day too.
General Hospital is pre-empted by some stupid hostage crisis.
Did you drink my last grape soda?! Yeah.
I left the empty bottle in the fridge, so you'd know to buy more.
But I'd been looking forward to this grape soda all day! I even made up a song.
I'm looking forward to that grape soda.
Yeah! Jackie, I took you in when you had nowhere to go.
But you've been a total mooch.
You have no job, you pay no rent.
You need to shape up or put out.
Uhh Fez, it's shape up or ship out.
Then what the hell is in it for me? You know, I hate it when you read the paper while I'm sitting right here next to you! Yeah.
That's why I'm doing it, honey-bunch.
Why don't you read your horoscope? I bet it says: You won't be getting any! Oh, here is my horoscope.
You'll find yourself living with a bitch! You know why they're fighting? Because they're packed into Steven's tiny room like sardines.
And that's no way to be.
Unless you are a sardine and then you've got bigger problems.
I think I see where you are going with this, Kitty.
You kick 'em out and I'll change the locks.
No! They should move into Laurie's old room.
It's just sitting there.
Kitty, 'it's just sitting there' is a reason to shoot a deer.
Not a reason to move two kids in next door.
Oh, you're just upset, because you don't want people seeing you in your big green fuzzy slippers.
Those are my Green Bay Packers-slippers.
And they looked a lot sharper in the catalog Okay, Hot Donna fans! I'm here at Grooves-records raising money for the Children's Library.
And I'm not getting off the air until my jug is full! We have our first donation.
Sir, how much did you give us? Um 68 cents.
Alright.
And ah, how did you come into that kind of cash? I bought something that costs 32 cents.
Terrific! Hey, here's a fun fact: money is covered in germs and human waste, so give it to me! Pop in your cars, your trucks, your speed wagons and come on down to Grooves.
Speaking of speed wagons, here is a new song from The Cars! Hey, after this song, do you think I can do one of my characters? I do a really great British boy, trapped in an elevator.
Please sir.
I'm stuck in the lift and I 'of to use the looooo! Okay it's been two hours and I'm nowhere near my goal.
Um, I understand that some of my fans can't make it here because, well, you're in prison.
But for those of you who aren't: rob a bank or something! Just kidding! Uh WFPP in no way endorses the robbing of banks! I think what you're doing here is great, man.
Thanks, Leo.
Yeah, we haven't had a trash can here in ages.
Oh yeah, Fenton? Well, if I could do that to myself, I wouldn't be standing here arguing with you! Wow! This place is spotless! I can see my reflection! Why, hello Robert Redford! Well Fez, I realized what you said was true.
That I needed to help out.
So I cleaned.
Hm.
I guess all the years of watching my maid scrub the floor really paid off.
Well, thank you Jackie.
You deserve a big night out.
I'm taking you to the Muppet movie.
No, thanks Fez.
I'm actually running the bath and I'm gonna spend all night soaking in the tub.
Okay, well then let's do that then.
Alone! Fine.
But I'm still going to the movies.
I think Miss Piggy and Kermit are finally going to "doooo iiiiit".
Why the hell did you turn the TV on? To drown out your snoring! I was snoring to drown out your talking! Okay.
I can't put up with those two fighting anymore.
It's like living with a couple of Italians! Oh yeah! We moved two fighting morons into an adjacent room and now we can't sleep.
Who could have seen this coming? Hot Donna here.
Heading into my 12th hour on the air.
Our top news story: I've raised 38 dollars and my ass is asleep! I guess what I'm trying to say is: where the hell are all my fans? Yeah, I know you're home listening.
I've signed enough of your bellies to know you're not out on dates! You know what.
Just forget it.
I'll find my own change, you cheap bastards! Donna, what are you doing?! I'm looking for change man, back off! Woh, I wouldn't stick your hand in there.
Sometimes when Leo doesn't finish his lunch, he puts it in his pockets.
He eats a lot of ravioli! Hey, are you stealing my raviolis? Okay, listen up you tightwads.
I can't go home till I've raised 500 bucks.
So, this is how it's gonna work.
Donate a quarter: I'll take a picture with you.
Drop in a dollar: I'll sign your butt.
Anybody who donates 50 bucks: I'll take off my clothes and show you stuff! Hm.
I've never made that sound before.
Jackie! What?! What's going on? You flooded the apartment! What? Ohhh, I must have fallen asleep with the tub running.
Oh, I bet all the hot water is gone.
It soaked into the carpet and into the floor.
Well who lives downstairs? Oh! Entrez! Oh.
It's you.
What do you want? Uhm, we're just here to borrow some sugar neighbor I don't have any.
You can't eat sugar and keep this figure.
Then we'll go 'cause everything here looks ship-shape.
Goodnight then! This is terrible.
Your apartment is ruined, water is still pouring into mine.
I'm gonna have to walk around in a big rubber suit.
If it still fits! Fenton, I know it looks bad, but according to the commercial one roll of Bounty should take care of everything.
You're gonna pay for the carpet, the floor, and my damaged ceiling.
How am I supposed to find that kind of money? Well, you always seem to find money for those tacky, tight pants you wear.
You wish your pants were tight! You wish your pants were loose! Toothpick-legs! Salt-sticks-thighs! Get out! You.
Pack your bags! Fez! That's a great idea! Let's go to Bermuda while this place dries out.
You pushed it too far.
I want you out.
Wait, what? Fez, where am I supposed to go? Oh, how about this? Why don't you go down to "I Don't Care" Street, make a left on "Get Out Of My Life" Boulevard, and take the express bus to downtown "Suck It"! Samantha, Red and I both felt we needed to talk to you.
Steven, Kitty is making me talk to you.
We're worried that you two aren't communicating the way a couple should.
We're sick of you screaming at each other like a couple of dumbasses.
Red, what happens between me and Sam is kinda private.
I'll tell you anything.
Hyde and I are like an open book.
Oh, Red and I share everything too.
Except bars of soap.
It's unsanitary.
Well, I gotta tell Kitty something.
You two are gonna stop fighting? Er You see the thing is Fighting gets Hyde and me all worked up and after we fight we well you know.
We get naked and have hot crazy sex.
Good God, I didn't need to hear about that! Holy Toledo, tell me more about that! So you're saying You put up with the fighting to spice up your S.
E.
X.
? Exactly.
Exactly.
You two are naughty! You two are idiots! Fenton! I'm so glad I caught you.
Look! This whole mess is my fault and not Fez's.
I'm the one who ran the bath, I flooded the place, I ruined your creepy night of classical music and Indian food.
Well, you also ruined this.
My beautiful pig-suede jacket.
Oooohhh, from China?! Ohhh, it's beautiful.
And versatile.
You can wear it as a jacket or a sportcoat or you can wrap it around your waist when you're having a big-butt day.
Fenton, please let me make this up to you.
I know a great place we can get an even better jacket.
It may not be suede and it may not be from China, but I'm neither of those things and I'm a better person for it.
Well, it'd better be good stuff.
Cheap leather makes me rashy in all the wrong places.
What are the right places? I have said too much Hello Donna.
Santa Klaus? Am I having a dream? No, Donna.
This is really happening.
What are you doing here? Well, I've come to fill your jug.
With change.
So that you can help build that library for all the good little boys and girls.
Wow! Thanks Santa.
And to think everyone said you weren't real.
Who? I'll kill those little bastards! I I m-I mean who? Donna? Don't kill them, Santa! Please don't kill them! Whoo Donna, calm down.
It's me, Randy.
I brought change.
My nana, God rest that sweet woman's soul, gave me this bank when I was just a boy.
She didn't have much, but every time she came over she told me to close my eyes and she'd drop a silver dollar in here.
I want you to have it.
Oh, my God Randy! You are so awesome.
Pennies?! Thanks a lot nana! I guess all your real money must have gone to Jack Daniels and slot-machines, you lying old hag! Randy, don't worry about it.
I mean at least you tried.
Yeah, well, I'd like to do what I can to help.
Because I care about the Children's Library.
You hear that, Point Place? Randy Pearson loves little boys! Okay well, Steven and Samantha are moving back downstairs because they're not gonna stop fighting.
And you know why? Yes, unfortunately I do.
What kind of person has to argue in order to you know.
Well, what's wrong with it if it spices up their lovemaking? Oh, Jeez Kitty, is that what we're doing? We're just saying it now? Well, you never want to talk about anything.
And you always do.
I can't get any peace unless I leave the room.
And even then I have to run the lawnmower in the garage in order to not hear your constant jammering.
Red Forman! Ahh speechless, huh? Well, it's about damn time! I thought we were uhm trying this? Oooooooooohhh! Jackie, I had such a great time with you.
I got a new jacket, a manicure, crepes.
I didn't know a woman could be so into that stuff.
I know.
Fenton, I had such a great time with you too.
Well.
If it isn't Jackie.
There's only one person I hate more than Jackie, and that is Fenton.
And Fenton, there's only one person I hate more than you: Queen Elizabeth.
Who does she think she is? Queen of England? Well, don't worry Fez.
'Cause I'm leaving tonight.
Wowho, you're leaving? Yeah, she's leaving.
She destroyed my apartment.
She is costing me a fortune! Jackie, I I can't let you go.
I mean you have the other half of my "Best Friends Forever" heart-charm! Well Fenton, I'd love to stay.
But as all good friendships require, you're gonna have to do something for me.
Forgive Fez and not charge him for any of the damages.
Well, Jackie, you're putting me in quite a bind.
I mean and not in a good way.
Unfortunately, I don't respond to threats.
So Okay.
See ya.
Don't go! Okay.
Fine.
He's off the hook.
Yeah? Fez? Come on! What do you say? Can I still be your roommate? Fine.
But if she's staying.
I want a better parking space.
You can have S.
A! S! B! S! C! Why don't you park on the roof and pay me 3,000 dollars? Is S still available? Apparently in my delirium last night, I said a few things on the air that I shouldn't have said.
So I need to apologize to the following groups of people: the Irish.
People who make their living from boats.
Any religion that values the Old Testament.
Glass blowers.
Cross-country skiers, it's not just walking.
Uhmm, Quakers.
I don't know what you are, but I love your oatmeal
I've always had the top drawer and this conversation is over! Don't you walk away from me! I walk wherever I want! Oh look! I'm gonna walk on the couch.
Oh yeah?! Well, I'm gonna drink the rest of your last beer! I win.
I put out a cigarette in there.
What is going on with you and your stripper wife? You guys are fighting like cats and whores.
Yep.
The honeymoon is over.
You know, once the thrill being married to a stripper is gone, you're just left with a wife who's always got change for a five.
You guys the radio station asked me to host an on-air fundraiser for the Children's Library.
A year ago I was doing the Farm Report and now it's gonna be Hot Donna all day long.
That's right.
I'm gonna be referring to myself in the third person from now on.
Wait.
You're not doing the Farm Report anymore? Well, how am I supposed to know if my corns-a-gonna grow? And I told my boss, that I'm not getting off the air until I've raised 500 bucks.
Which'll be easy, because my fans do anything I say.
Like there was this one time, when I told everybody to get up and dance when I played Tear The Roof Off The Sucker.
There was almost a riot at the prison! Yeah.
Thanks a lot Donna.
My Dad had to hide under his bunk.
Hyde, thanks for letting us broadcast from Grooves.
We couldn't do it at the Children's Library, because the last time I was there, this ten year old boy got a peek down my shirt and his mom had to read him "What's happening to my body" three years earlier then she planned.
And well, now I'm not welcome back.
Wait a second.
You guys are doing this at my store? Where was I when this was decided? At work.
We just didn't want to wake you.
I cleared all your crap off the bed.
Why the hell did you do that? Because we're gonna use it to make up! Unless you wanna make up in the shower Honeymoon's back on! Oh.
It's you.
Fenton.
During business hours you may address me by my official title "Landlord".
I'll also respond to "Lord Fenton".
Oeh, or on Sundays, "The Good Lord".
Yeeeesss Fenton, I am in no mood to talk to you.
Oh, well then just listen.
I did a little shuffle-y-doo with the parking lot assignments.
Your new space is Z.
Z? Z's the last spot.
It's dangerous to walk from there at night.
I'm a single man.
Well, maybe you should put some effort into your appearance.
Maybe you should put some effort into minding your own business! Maybe you should shut up! Maybe you should go to hell! I'll go to hell when you shut up! Damn.
I really should have turned in the direction of my door.
Excuse me.
Of course.
Hey, Fezzie! How's the salon? Horrible.
An old lady and a marine came in at the same time.
I got confused.
And well, Mrs.
Riley was not happy when I shaved her head.
Yeah, I know.
I had a tough day too.
General Hospital is pre-empted by some stupid hostage crisis.
Did you drink my last grape soda?! Yeah.
I left the empty bottle in the fridge, so you'd know to buy more.
But I'd been looking forward to this grape soda all day! I even made up a song.
I'm looking forward to that grape soda.
Yeah! Jackie, I took you in when you had nowhere to go.
But you've been a total mooch.
You have no job, you pay no rent.
You need to shape up or put out.
Uhh Fez, it's shape up or ship out.
Then what the hell is in it for me? You know, I hate it when you read the paper while I'm sitting right here next to you! Yeah.
That's why I'm doing it, honey-bunch.
Why don't you read your horoscope? I bet it says: You won't be getting any! Oh, here is my horoscope.
You'll find yourself living with a bitch! You know why they're fighting? Because they're packed into Steven's tiny room like sardines.
And that's no way to be.
Unless you are a sardine and then you've got bigger problems.
I think I see where you are going with this, Kitty.
You kick 'em out and I'll change the locks.
No! They should move into Laurie's old room.
It's just sitting there.
Kitty, 'it's just sitting there' is a reason to shoot a deer.
Not a reason to move two kids in next door.
Oh, you're just upset, because you don't want people seeing you in your big green fuzzy slippers.
Those are my Green Bay Packers-slippers.
And they looked a lot sharper in the catalog Okay, Hot Donna fans! I'm here at Grooves-records raising money for the Children's Library.
And I'm not getting off the air until my jug is full! We have our first donation.
Sir, how much did you give us? Um 68 cents.
Alright.
And ah, how did you come into that kind of cash? I bought something that costs 32 cents.
Terrific! Hey, here's a fun fact: money is covered in germs and human waste, so give it to me! Pop in your cars, your trucks, your speed wagons and come on down to Grooves.
Speaking of speed wagons, here is a new song from The Cars! Hey, after this song, do you think I can do one of my characters? I do a really great British boy, trapped in an elevator.
Please sir.
I'm stuck in the lift and I 'of to use the looooo! Okay it's been two hours and I'm nowhere near my goal.
Um, I understand that some of my fans can't make it here because, well, you're in prison.
But for those of you who aren't: rob a bank or something! Just kidding! Uh WFPP in no way endorses the robbing of banks! I think what you're doing here is great, man.
Thanks, Leo.
Yeah, we haven't had a trash can here in ages.
Oh yeah, Fenton? Well, if I could do that to myself, I wouldn't be standing here arguing with you! Wow! This place is spotless! I can see my reflection! Why, hello Robert Redford! Well Fez, I realized what you said was true.
That I needed to help out.
So I cleaned.
Hm.
I guess all the years of watching my maid scrub the floor really paid off.
Well, thank you Jackie.
You deserve a big night out.
I'm taking you to the Muppet movie.
No, thanks Fez.
I'm actually running the bath and I'm gonna spend all night soaking in the tub.
Okay, well then let's do that then.
Alone! Fine.
But I'm still going to the movies.
I think Miss Piggy and Kermit are finally going to "doooo iiiiit".
Why the hell did you turn the TV on? To drown out your snoring! I was snoring to drown out your talking! Okay.
I can't put up with those two fighting anymore.
It's like living with a couple of Italians! Oh yeah! We moved two fighting morons into an adjacent room and now we can't sleep.
Who could have seen this coming? Hot Donna here.
Heading into my 12th hour on the air.
Our top news story: I've raised 38 dollars and my ass is asleep! I guess what I'm trying to say is: where the hell are all my fans? Yeah, I know you're home listening.
I've signed enough of your bellies to know you're not out on dates! You know what.
Just forget it.
I'll find my own change, you cheap bastards! Donna, what are you doing?! I'm looking for change man, back off! Woh, I wouldn't stick your hand in there.
Sometimes when Leo doesn't finish his lunch, he puts it in his pockets.
He eats a lot of ravioli! Hey, are you stealing my raviolis? Okay, listen up you tightwads.
I can't go home till I've raised 500 bucks.
So, this is how it's gonna work.
Donate a quarter: I'll take a picture with you.
Drop in a dollar: I'll sign your butt.
Anybody who donates 50 bucks: I'll take off my clothes and show you stuff! Hm.
I've never made that sound before.
Jackie! What?! What's going on? You flooded the apartment! What? Ohhh, I must have fallen asleep with the tub running.
Oh, I bet all the hot water is gone.
It soaked into the carpet and into the floor.
Well who lives downstairs? Oh! Entrez! Oh.
It's you.
What do you want? Uhm, we're just here to borrow some sugar neighbor I don't have any.
You can't eat sugar and keep this figure.
Then we'll go 'cause everything here looks ship-shape.
Goodnight then! This is terrible.
Your apartment is ruined, water is still pouring into mine.
I'm gonna have to walk around in a big rubber suit.
If it still fits! Fenton, I know it looks bad, but according to the commercial one roll of Bounty should take care of everything.
You're gonna pay for the carpet, the floor, and my damaged ceiling.
How am I supposed to find that kind of money? Well, you always seem to find money for those tacky, tight pants you wear.
You wish your pants were tight! You wish your pants were loose! Toothpick-legs! Salt-sticks-thighs! Get out! You.
Pack your bags! Fez! That's a great idea! Let's go to Bermuda while this place dries out.
You pushed it too far.
I want you out.
Wait, what? Fez, where am I supposed to go? Oh, how about this? Why don't you go down to "I Don't Care" Street, make a left on "Get Out Of My Life" Boulevard, and take the express bus to downtown "Suck It"! Samantha, Red and I both felt we needed to talk to you.
Steven, Kitty is making me talk to you.
We're worried that you two aren't communicating the way a couple should.
We're sick of you screaming at each other like a couple of dumbasses.
Red, what happens between me and Sam is kinda private.
I'll tell you anything.
Hyde and I are like an open book.
Oh, Red and I share everything too.
Except bars of soap.
It's unsanitary.
Well, I gotta tell Kitty something.
You two are gonna stop fighting? Er You see the thing is Fighting gets Hyde and me all worked up and after we fight we well you know.
We get naked and have hot crazy sex.
Good God, I didn't need to hear about that! Holy Toledo, tell me more about that! So you're saying You put up with the fighting to spice up your S.
E.
X.
? Exactly.
Exactly.
You two are naughty! You two are idiots! Fenton! I'm so glad I caught you.
Look! This whole mess is my fault and not Fez's.
I'm the one who ran the bath, I flooded the place, I ruined your creepy night of classical music and Indian food.
Well, you also ruined this.
My beautiful pig-suede jacket.
Oooohhh, from China?! Ohhh, it's beautiful.
And versatile.
You can wear it as a jacket or a sportcoat or you can wrap it around your waist when you're having a big-butt day.
Fenton, please let me make this up to you.
I know a great place we can get an even better jacket.
It may not be suede and it may not be from China, but I'm neither of those things and I'm a better person for it.
Well, it'd better be good stuff.
Cheap leather makes me rashy in all the wrong places.
What are the right places? I have said too much Hello Donna.
Santa Klaus? Am I having a dream? No, Donna.
This is really happening.
What are you doing here? Well, I've come to fill your jug.
With change.
So that you can help build that library for all the good little boys and girls.
Wow! Thanks Santa.
And to think everyone said you weren't real.
Who? I'll kill those little bastards! I I m-I mean who? Donna? Don't kill them, Santa! Please don't kill them! Whoo Donna, calm down.
It's me, Randy.
I brought change.
My nana, God rest that sweet woman's soul, gave me this bank when I was just a boy.
She didn't have much, but every time she came over she told me to close my eyes and she'd drop a silver dollar in here.
I want you to have it.
Oh, my God Randy! You are so awesome.
Pennies?! Thanks a lot nana! I guess all your real money must have gone to Jack Daniels and slot-machines, you lying old hag! Randy, don't worry about it.
I mean at least you tried.
Yeah, well, I'd like to do what I can to help.
Because I care about the Children's Library.
You hear that, Point Place? Randy Pearson loves little boys! Okay well, Steven and Samantha are moving back downstairs because they're not gonna stop fighting.
And you know why? Yes, unfortunately I do.
What kind of person has to argue in order to you know.
Well, what's wrong with it if it spices up their lovemaking? Oh, Jeez Kitty, is that what we're doing? We're just saying it now? Well, you never want to talk about anything.
And you always do.
I can't get any peace unless I leave the room.
And even then I have to run the lawnmower in the garage in order to not hear your constant jammering.
Red Forman! Ahh speechless, huh? Well, it's about damn time! I thought we were uhm trying this? Oooooooooohhh! Jackie, I had such a great time with you.
I got a new jacket, a manicure, crepes.
I didn't know a woman could be so into that stuff.
I know.
Fenton, I had such a great time with you too.
Well.
If it isn't Jackie.
There's only one person I hate more than Jackie, and that is Fenton.
And Fenton, there's only one person I hate more than you: Queen Elizabeth.
Who does she think she is? Queen of England? Well, don't worry Fez.
'Cause I'm leaving tonight.
Wowho, you're leaving? Yeah, she's leaving.
She destroyed my apartment.
She is costing me a fortune! Jackie, I I can't let you go.
I mean you have the other half of my "Best Friends Forever" heart-charm! Well Fenton, I'd love to stay.
But as all good friendships require, you're gonna have to do something for me.
Forgive Fez and not charge him for any of the damages.
Well, Jackie, you're putting me in quite a bind.
I mean and not in a good way.
Unfortunately, I don't respond to threats.
So Okay.
See ya.
Don't go! Okay.
Fine.
He's off the hook.
Yeah? Fez? Come on! What do you say? Can I still be your roommate? Fine.
But if she's staying.
I want a better parking space.
You can have S.
A! S! B! S! C! Why don't you park on the roof and pay me 3,000 dollars? Is S still available? Apparently in my delirium last night, I said a few things on the air that I shouldn't have said.
So I need to apologize to the following groups of people: the Irish.
People who make their living from boats.
Any religion that values the Old Testament.
Glass blowers.
Cross-country skiers, it's not just walking.
Uhmm, Quakers.
I don't know what you are, but I love your oatmeal