Cliff Quote #434
Quote from Cliff in How to Win Friends and Electrocute People
Cliff: What can I do about it?
Frasier: A little therapy might not be amiss.
Cliff: Oh, no, Doc, isn't there something better than therapy? I mean, you know, something a little quicker; you know, a little easier.
Frasier: We're talking about a major personality change, Cliff. It's not like you're trying to quit smoking. We can't give you an electric shock every time you reach for a cigarette.
Cliff: Hey, hey, hey, yeah, that's not a bad idea.
Frasier: Now, now, now, just calm down. Look, maybe I'm overstating the problem. Maybe all you need to get people to like you a little better is just some good, old-fashioned politeness. Maybe you don't need to take any desperate measures.
Elderly man: Oh, yes, he does.
‘How to Win Friends and Electrocute People’ Quotes
Quote from Lilith
Lilith: Sam, can I talk to you for a minute?
Sam: Sure, have a seat.
Lilith: Frasier and I will be covering over 4,500 miles round-trip and I think it's only fair that I share some of the driving. However, I am handicapped by one tiny thing. I've never operated a motorized vehicle before.
Sam: You don't know how to drive?
Lilith: I always meant to learn, but when I was a teenager, I was too busy having fun.
Quote from Woody
Sam: What, what are you, what are you talking about? Well, it took a lot of expensive and complicated tests, Sammy, but they finally found out what that pain was in my abdomen. The experts call it appendicitis. [all chuckling]
Norm: Woo, Cliffie, come on. Now, that's a simple you know, I had it when I was a kid. There's nothing to it.
Woody: I actually liked having my appendix out. My parents told me I could have all the ice cream I wanted.
Sam: No, Woody, I think you're talking about tonsils.
Woody: Well, it was a long time ago, Sam, but I'm pretty sure it was ice cream.
Quote from Woody
Cliff: Boy, oh, boy. How many times have I walked through that door, huh? Yep, good-bye old bar. Take care, old stool.
Norm: Where you going, Cliff?
Cliff: I'm going in for surgery tomorrow. Who knows if I'll ever walk into God's blue sky again. It's all up to the man upstairs.
Woody: Vic, the matre d' at Melville's?
Sam: No, Woody. No, never mind.