Frasier: Paul! [chuckles] Are you, uh, alone or did you bring some friends, Paul?
Paul: What's that supposed to mean?
Frasier: Well... Nothing. Come on in. Thanks for cheering me up.
Paul: I didn't come here to cheer you up. l, I came to say something. Everybody, there's, there's something I've got to say. Uh, Woody made some comments earlier, and at first I was angry, but then I got to thinking. I took a long hard look at myself. I'm 45 years old, my mother's dead, what am I waiting for? l... I guess what I'm trying to say is "World..."
Sam: Hey, Paul, this is Frasier's night. Do you mind?
Paul: You're right, Sammy. I'm sorry. Is there any pizza left?
Sam: I don't think so, Paul.
Frasier: Just, uh, make yourself at home, Paul.

Frasier: Divorce. Lilith wants a divorce. You know, l... I know we've been separated and I've been saying some pretty bitter things, but I guess deep down in my heart of hearts, I'd always hoped for some sort of a reconciliation. Now I just don't know how to feel.
Carla: Hey, you know, Fras, I went through this same thing when Nick left me. And the way I look at it, here's what you can do. You can get angry and bitter, learn to hate the world, snap at people.
Frasier: Or?
Carla: Or what?

Sam: Okay, everybody, let's lift our glasses here and toast Frasier's new-found freedom!
Guys: Yeah! Yeah!
Alan: Woody, you having a beer?
Woody: Why not? I'm a grown man, I'm an adult. I can handle my alcohol. Plus we're out of chocolate milk.

Frasier: Oh, Rebecca, you, you have to admit, there's always been some sexual tension between us.
Rebecca: There has?
Frasier: Yes. It started the first day you came into the bar. I heard your sexy, smoky voice. l, I looked up and I thought, "My God! Who is that woman?"
Rebecca: Really?!
Frasier: Really. Your turn. What did you think when you saw me?
Rebecca: I thought... Well, you know, Fras, I met so many people that day.

Frasier: Well, I mean, through the years you must have at least found me a... a little attractive.
Rebecca: Well, l, uh...
Frasier: Oh, come on! I mean, surely for as long as we've known each other, there has to be some sexual tension!
Rebecca: Why?!
Frasier: Well it's been proven in scientific journals! People who spend any amount of time with each other do experience some sort of subconscious sexual attraction!
Rebecca: Are you sure?
Frasier: Do you want me to get the book?!

Cliff: Boy, oh boy. That must be rough, huh? I've never been married, but, uh, I remember how depressed I was when Ma left me.
Norm: You referring to the time your mother moved to Florida when you were 37 years old?
Cliff: It still hurt.

Rebecca: I want to make the first toast to Frasier. Lilith stinks!
All: Lilith stinks!
Frasier: Profoundly put. But I really don't want this to degenerate into a "bash Lilith" party, so, look, what's done is done. It's about time I got over it.
Carla: Oh, well, then you're not going to like what we did to the dart board. Dah!
Frasier: Well, maybe just one throw. [cheering]
Pete: Nice shot!
Tim: All right, Frasier!
Frasier: Well, I've got one at home.

Rebecca: Fras, you know what? I think I'm gonna drive you home.
Frasier: Oh, I would really appreciate that, Rebecca. I sent Frederick to his grandmother's, and I just don't want to go home to that house alone.
Rebecca: Frasier for what it's worth, I think that Lilith made a big mistake.
Frasier: Well, thank you. And for what it's worth, I think that Evan Drake made a big mistake, too.
Rebecca: Thank you, Frasier.
Frasier: And, well, uh, while we're at it, so did Sam, and, uh, Martin Teal, and Robin Colcord and that that cousin of Woody's that used to play the piano, and Mark Newberger.
Rebecca: And those are just the ones you know about.
Frasier: Ah.

Cliff: Woody, uh, exactly how many beers have you had there, young fellow?
Woody: Just one... Mom.
Norm: Wood, you got to be careful there, buddy. You never know how liquor's going to affect you, you know? Sometimes you can get depressed. Sometimes you get giddy.
Woody: So, Norm, when're you gonna get off your butt and get a job?
Norm: Sometimes you just get brutally honest.

Rebecca: Would you guys do something with him?
Cliff: Look at that, Norm. He's fast asleep.
Norm: Hmm? Oop! Oop!
Cliff: Look at this legs. They're twitching. [chuckles] I bet you he's dreaming he's chasing rabbits.
Norm: Don't be ridiculous, Cliff. Only dogs dream about chasing rabbits.
Woody: [barking]