Cliff Quote #520

Quote from Cliff in The Stork Brings a Crane

Cliff: Uh, excuse me, Mr. Mayor. We haven't had the honor yet. I'm somebody who sort of writes you about once a week. You might remember the name. Cliff Clavin?
Mayor Raymond Flynn: Clavin. Clavin. Why does that name ring a bell?
Male Aide: Your Honor. [whispering]
Mayor Raymond Flynn: Oh, my God. He's the one.
Female Aide See if he's armed.
[A policeman tackles Cliff]
Cliff: There's got to be a mistake here. I mean, I'm not a fanatic. I'm a member of the U.S. Postal Service.
Mayor Raymond Flynn: Yep, he's the guy all right.
Cliff: What are you talking about? You're just miffed because you didn't get an inaugural fruitcake on your election. Well, you can hold your breath, pal, 'cause when I get out of jail... [is dragged out]
Sam: Excuse me, Your Honor, we've known Cliff Clavin for a long time. He's OK.
Female Aide: So you don't think he could snap and become violent?
Norm: Uh... Well, OK might be too strong of a word.

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Quote from Lilith

Frasier: Oh, look, his first smile.
Lilith: Darling face. As much as we would like to believe otherwise, we both know that newborn infants are incapable of revealing emotion through facial expression. It's probably just gas.
Both: Oh, his first gas!

Quote from Cliff

Rebecca: See? This is really going to be big. You know, I'm going to call Mayor Flynn's office and see if they'll designate Cheers a landmark. I just wish I had an in with him.
Cliff: In? Well, I've been corresponding with his Honor for about a year now. Every week, I just write him a little missive. You know, talking about the running of our fair city. You might want to mention my name.
Rebecca: Right, Cliff. And when I speak to President Bush, I'll remember you to him, too.
Cliff: Ah, don't bother. We're not on speaking terms. He forgot to send me a "thank you" for the inaugural fruitcake I sent him.

Quote from Lilith

Frasier: I can't believe we have a son. But, Lilith, when did all this happen?
Lilith: After the doctor discharged me, I looked for you, couldn't find you, so I took a cab. I gave birth in the back seat. The cabbie was nice enough to let me bite down on one of his foam rubber dice.
Frasier: Oh, my precious angel. You were so brave.
Lilith: The only problem was that every time I pushed, my feet kept opening the back door into traffic.
Frasier: The greatest moment of my life, and I missed it. You must want to kill me.
Lilith: Now, Frasier, now is not the time for reproaches. Now is the time to rejoice. The reproaches can come tomorrow and for the next 50 years.
Frasier: Is it any wonder I love you so?