Carla: Hey, Sam, where's Diane?
Sam: She's been burning the midnight oil, studying for exams. I'm letting her catch a few winks in the office.
Carla: She couldn't catch winks if she walked naked through a troop train.
Frasier: Say, I wonder if she's dreaming about me. Fat chance.

Diane: Wine cellar? Since when have we had a wine cellar? Vodka rocks, please.
Sam: On your day off, I had a couple of workers checking the plumbing, and they discovered that there was a staircase behind the wall in the closet there.
Diane: That's amazing. You mean it's just been there all this time?
Sam: Yeah. A long time ago, when this was just a private house here, the owners used to keep their crazy old grandmother down there. They say that if you're real quiet, you can hear her chains rattle. Supposedly, she swore to seek vengeance on blond waitresses. Mwuah!
Diane: Very funny.

Carla: Hey, Sam, where's the paper? I wanna see what they say about the storm.
Sam: Woody had it a minute ago. Where is he anyway?
Carla: Ah, better go check on him. It's been a whole week since I taught him how to climb stairs.

Norm: I'll take that, Sammy. I told Vera I'd check for double coupons.
Diane: Oh, Norman, that's very sweet.
Norm: Yeah, you know, Diane, marriage is a full-time job. Oh, hey, Diane. Remember that lunatic that tried to strangle you while you were doing that scene from Othello up there?
Sam: Oh, yeah, what was his name? Andy Schroeder?
Norm: There he is.
Diane: What about him?
Norm: It says here that he escaped from the state- [Diane screams] Whoa, she does remember him.
Sam: Yeah.
Norm: Anyway, it says here he could be dangerous. I don't know.

Diane: Sam, didn't you hear that? Andy-Andy, the man who tried to kill me, is loose.
Sam: Hey, calm down. No lunatic's gonna go out on a night like this. He'd have to be nuts. [thunder] Boy, I hope my new wine cellar stays dry. Where are those guys anyway?
Cliff: I'll go investigate for you, Sammy.
Sam: Thank you.
Cliff: Yeah, I've been anxious to check out your salon de vin anyway. Hey, look, if I'm any more than five minutes, send down some cheese and [mock-French pronunciation] crackers, huh?

Diane: All right, that's it. I'm calling the power company. God, Sam, the phone is dead.
Sam: Oh, you're kidding. Wow, no phone, no power. Cut off from the outside world on a stormy night with a homicidal maniac on the loose. Isn't that always just the way? [Norm screams]
Diane: God, that was Norman! What's happening?
Sam: Oh, come on, whoa! You are such a sucker. Don't you see what's happening? They know you found out about Andy, and they're just trying to scare you to death. Why don't you go down there and just get it over with?

Sam: What? What?
Diane: Oh, God. I just had the worst nightmare of my entire life. By the way, Sam, you were beastly to me.
Frasier: Oh, really? Well, how was l?
Diane: You weren't in it.
Frasier: Of course.
Sam: Beastly? Can you be specific? [off Diane's look] All right.
Frasier: Sam, l-- I don't think Diane's dreams are anything you should be meddling in.
Sam: Hmm. Maybe you're right. Starring in them is enough, I guess.

Frasier: You were having another one of those dreams, weren't you?
Diane: Yes. But it wasn't as bad this time.
Frasier: Diane, you've got to stop this nonsense about Andy-Andy. You've been dreaming about him for months now, since you found out he was released from the state mental hospital.
Diane: Can you blame me? The man tried to kill me, Frasier.
Frasier: Look, Diane. Listen, I've-- I've talked with him.
Diane: You what?
Frasier: Yes, as soon as you started having those dreams, I found out where Andy was living, and I went to see him. I wanted to learn if your fears were unfounded, and, believe me, they are, Diane. I've counselled him for several weeks now, and his progress has been remarkable.
Diane: Frasier, I don't believe this.
Frasier: I want you to confront this fear. I mean, just talk to the man.
Diane: Never. Never, never, never!
Frasier: Diane, I sense resistance.

Diane: Sam, I'm still a bit shaken up.May I have the rest of the evening off, please?
Sam: You bet.
Diane: Thank you.
Carla: She came in, she fell asleep, and now she's going home.
Frasier: Diane, what you need now is a little TLC. Tender, loving Crane.
Diane: Well, thanks anyway. I'm sure I'll be fine. After that nightmare, maybe now I can sleep through the night without being haunted by that homicidal cherub.
Frasier: Listen, at least let me drive you home. When you're this close to hysteria, you need the calming influence of a strong and mature man. [opens the door]
Andy: Hi, there.
[Frasier screams, followed by Andy, followed by Diane]

Andy: Well, then maybe you can help me. I've fallen in love with a wonderful girl, and we're going to get married. And I'd like you to meet her. There's just one hitch.
Norm: You killed her.
Sam: Hey, hey.
Andy: She-- She doesn't know about my prison background. So I've-- I've told her a few tiny fibs. Like I have friends and a life. And I've adopted you people to be it. She's coming here to meet you all, and I hope you'll back me up.
Frasier: l-- I don't know about this, Andrew.
Diane: I disapprove.
Norm: Well, wait a second now. If I could just throw in my two cents worth here, I really couldn't give a damn one way or the other.