Carla: Well, pass me my peas. I made them so I know they're okay.
Norm: Was that remark, uh, directed at me, Carla, by any chance?
Carla: No, it was directed at your stupid turkey and your stupid stuffing and your stupid gravy.
Norm: What's wrong with my gravy?
Carla: Oh, nothing, except you could walk across the skin on top of it.
Norm: Oh, well, I'm sorry, Julia Child. Here's your perfect peas. Oh, look, I spilled one. [flicks a pea at Carla] Sorry.
Carla: Thank you. Norm, I'm sorry about what I said about your gravy.
Norm: All right.
Carla: It's okay.
Norm: Fine.
Carla: And so are the carrots. [throws a carrot at Norm]
Cliff: Uh, anybody want some of these, uh, lovely yams? [flings the yams at Frasier]
Frasier: Woody, would you care to test the gravy skin? [splashes gravy at Woody]
Diane: People! People! People! Stop this immediately! I have never been witness to such a silly, soph- [Sam throws cranberries at Diane] Sam Malone kiss your butt good-bye!
Carla: Food fight!