| Some Favorite Quotes |
| Frasier: Oh, hi, Mike. Frasier Crane. Have you met Roz Doyle? Mike: No. Frasier: Oh, you are new, aren't you? Niles: Dad! Santa's back! Martin: It's the darndest thing, every year when I take him out of the box, something's wrong with it. But I always manage to fix him again. Niles: Good for you, dad. [to Frasier:] I told you to dunk it underwater. Frasier: I did! Daphne: That's a beautiful dress. Roz: Thank you. And after two weeks of eating delicious fat burning cabbage soup, it finally fits. Daphne: Niles made me cabbage with me ossu buco last night. If I knew it burned fat, I would have had a fourth helping. Frasier: Suspend me? Well, what's he going to put in my timeslot? Roz: He'd have to run "The Best Of Crane". Martin: What will he do on the second day? Niles: Oh, by the way, if you want someone to install that for you, I can put you in touch with my ex-houseman, Guy. Frasier: Guy? Niles: No, [same pronounciation] Guy. Frasier: Guy? Niles: No, back of the throat, [same pronounciation] Guy. Frasier: Oh, what's the difference?! Daphne: Hello, Dr. Crane. Niles: Hello, Daphne. Daphne: I'd see you inside but... I just have to...Take out the garbage! It's in my pocket. Martin: I don't need a hearing aid! My hearing will be back to normal in no time. Daphne: You said that two days ago. Soon you won't be able to hear a word I say. Martin: Gee, wouldn't that be a tragedy? Roz: Sit down and listen to this. I got a juicy piece of news, and it's reliable. Alan in accounting got it from Steven in promotions, who got it from Sindy in retail sales, who got it from Arlene the station manager's secretary, that the station is definitely way over budget, and somebody's getting the axe. But don't tell anybody, I was sworn to secrecy. Roz: Look, there he is, the Barracuda! Frasier: How thrilling! A fellow headliner on the U.S.S. Has-Been! Roz: Oh, shut up! Frasier: Oh, wait, wait, wait! Wait, everybody! Let me see if I've got this straight. All the lust coursing through this lodge tonight, all the hormones virtually ricocheting off the walls, and *no one* was chasing me? |