Cliff Quote #674
Quote from Cliff in Where Have All the Floorboards Gone?
Cliff: Ah, the Garden. Yes, perhaps the most famous playing surface in all of sports.
Norm: Yep.
Cliff: Well, you know, it's a little known fact that that, uh, parquet floor is comprised of 240 individual squares held down by 2,860 bolts.
Norm: Uh, you're wrong there. It's 2,880 bolts. And I got that from a member of the bull gang, the crew that works the floor.
Cliff: Well, I'm very sorry, Norm, but my source is unimpeachable.
Norm: Yeah? Who's that?
Cliff: My ma.
Sam: Why don't we settle this right now? I'll call the Garden and find out, huh?
Paul: Oh, yeah, yeah. Who're we supposed to talk to, the guy in charge of bolts?
‘Where Have All the Floorboards Gone?’ Quotes
Quote from Cliff
Woody: Well, how are we going to get in there, Sam? Don't they lock the Garden at night?
Cliff: Oh, hey, Woody, don't worry about those locks. We can get past any one of them, with my trusty Swiss Army Knife. [chuckles] Yeah, I got the big one with the, uh, tweezer-toothpick combo. Yeah.
Woody: That's a beauty, Mr. Clavin.
Cliff: Yeah, thanks, Woody. Yeah, every soldier in the Swiss Army owns one of these. That's why nobody messes with Switzerland. Yeah, I'd rather run buck naked through the neighborhood than be without this baby.
Norm: Why is that always the other option?
Quote from Lilith
Lilith: Frasier, I've got to run. I'm having my photograph taken for a new l.D. badge at the lab.
Rebecca: Are you gonna get your hair done for that?
Lilith: Why on earth should l?
Carla: Well, at least get the tension on that bun checked. I mean, if that baby goes, we're all dead.
Lilith: That hardly seems just coming from a woman whose hair has never seen a greasy pot it couldn't scrub clean.
Carla: Watch it, babe!
Rebecca: Ooh, I'm outta here.
Frasier: Now, now, girls, girls, there's no reason to insult each other. No matter how on the nose either of you might be.
Quote from Norm
Norm: [enters] Mornin', everybody.
All: Norm!
Sam: Hey, what's goin' on, Normie?
Norm: It's my birthday, Sammy. Give me a beer, stick a candle in it. And I'll blow out my liver.