Sam Quote #1498
Sam: Excuse me. Excuse me. Uh... Come over here for a second, will you? I want to pour you a glass of champagne. Interesting thing about this bottle: it was presented to me for being the hottest single guy in Boston, but, you know, until you walked through that door, I have never found anyone I wanted to share it with.
Paula: I don't drink champagne. Thanks. [walks away]
Sam: Whoo! What just happened here, guys?
Norm: Well, you got shot down, Sam.
Sam: Uh, you know, you read about those kind of things but you never think they're gonna happen to you.
Norm: Well, you know, maybe she's seeing someone else.
Sam: I don't see how that's relevant.
Cliff: You know, Sammy, maybe she's one of these women who, uh, coaches basketball and does her own carpentry, if you know what I mean.
Sam: Let's go with that, shall we, gentlemen?
Cheers Quotes
‘Rat Girl’ Quotes
Quote from Lilith
Frasier: Carla, please! Lilith is mourning the loss of a close friend.
Carla: What's the big deal? You go find another rat to hook up to your electrodes.
Lilith: My research never harmed Whitey in any way. In fact, he had everything a rat could want. If he needed it, I gave it to him. That rat was the envy of others.
Frasier: You know, that's true, but I got over it.
Lilith: I miss him so much. [brief, spluttering sobs]
Frasier: Let it out, darling.
Lilith: I am.
Quote from Frasier
Frasier: You know, I'm just a bit stressed today. Lilith and I have been looking for a preschool for Frederick. Tomorrow we've got an interview with the administrators of the Magic Hours Learning Center.
Sam: You know, I don't get that. Now, this is your kid, your money-- why aren't you interviewing them?
Frasier: Well, the beauty of private education, Sam, is that they're able to weed out the unacceptable lowlifes. I just pray I'm not one of them.
Cliff: Wa-wa-wa-wa-wait a second here. Uh, what's the matter with public school? I went to public school.
Frasier: [smiles] I love you, Cliff. Don't ever change.
Quote from Frasier
Frasier: [enters] Afternoon, all.
Woody: Hey, how's it going, Dr. Crane?
Frasier: Oh, the usual. The crying, the tantrums, the bed-wetting.
Woody: Yeah. That's fatherhood.
Frasier: No, that's my therapy group. What a bunch of losers.