Justice of the Peace: Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to join this man and this woman in matrimony. Marriage is a sacred union not to be entered into lightly. If there is any person present who knows a reason why this couple should not be united, speak now, or forever hold your peace.
Diane: I do.
Frasier: Right phrase, wrong wedding.

Frasier: So how do you like Cheers?
Lilith: Well, it seems adequate for its purpose. But I have a feeling that you only brought me to this place to surround yourself with people you know and I don't.
Frasier: Well, yes. But what's more, I thought that we might have a drink or two, thereby lowering our inhibitions a bit, and enabling us to go back to your place, and have a physical encounter of some sort.
Lilith: Well, we won't.
Frasier: I appreciate your candor.
Lilith: No, you don't.
Frasier: You're right. I feel like striking you.
Lilith: Your attempt at machismo is totally inadequate. You can't even make eye contact.
Frasier: I could look at you if I wanted to. But frankly, I've grown tired of counting the comb marks in your hair.

Norm: Well, Cliffie, we got time for a wedding on this evening's agenda?
Cliff: Yeah, yeah, well, if we put back the billiards game. And, well, we gotta miss the first ten minutes of nighttime Wheel of Fortune.
Norm: I just- I hate it when someone throws a monkey wrench in the works.
Cliff: No, don't worry, Norm. Look, we'll just postpone the darts game until after the vows.
Norm: Yeah? Aren't you forgetting something, Mr. Organizer? Today's the day when People magazine comes out.
Cliff: Yeah, so?
Norm: So when are we supposed to black out celebrities' teeth? Tell me that.