Frasier Quote #266
Quote from Frasier in Slumber Party Massacred
Dorothy: Now, Lilith, if you, your family, and generations of your ancestors had lived with the boot of oppression on your throat, would cutting out a man's heart seem that extreme?
Cliff: So who's the party girl?
Frasier: Dorothy Greenberg. She's an old childhood chum of Lilith's from New York. She's been visiting for a week. She's a professional student. She's writing her dissertation on the Comuneros' uprising in Paraguay during the 1700s. She can't talk about anything else. Believe me, when you've heard one Bruno de Zavala joke, you've heard them all.
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‘Slumber Party Massacred’ Quotes
Quote from Carla
Sam: Hey, so they're gonna have a baby. They'll, they'll find their way through it.
Carla: You don't understand. My life is over. I'm going to be a grandmother. I mean, I might as well wrap myself up in a black babushka, get fat and grow hairs out of my moles.
Sam: Oh, come on. [laughs] You're exaggerating.
Carla: Do I have to get out the family album?
Quote from Frasier
Frasier: Sam, can I have three martinis please? Make mine a double.
Cliff: How's married life treating ya? Quite a change, huh?
Frasier: Well, you know, Lilith and I did live together for a year before we wed. So other than the fact that I now see it stretching endlessly before me, until I lie rotting in the grave, there's no real difference.
Quote from Carla
Carla: Oh, God, this is terrible. Look at my life. I never had a childhood. I married Nick when I was 15. Never got to go to the prom or homecoming, to a slumber party, to Fort Lauderdale on Spring Break. Or on one lousy date with Fabian. Now I don't even get a middle age. Go straight from grade school to Granny.
Eddie LeBec: I don't know what to say, Carla.
Carla: Just don't say anything, okay? There's nothing anybody can say that's gonna change anything, so just don't say anything.
Sam: Yeah, but, Carla-
Carla: Sam, I said don't say anything. Weren't you listening to me?
Sam: Yes, Carla-
Carla: I said don't say anything! Nobody listens to me.
Eddie LeBec: I listen to-
Carla: Shut up, shut up, shut up! Just stay away and leave me alone! I'm going to my room, wait for the angel of death.