Lilith Quote #70
Quote from Lilith in What's Up, Doc?
Frasier: Greetings, all. Ah, Doctor.
Dr. Sheila Rydell: Doctor.
Lilith: Doctor.
Dr. Sheila Rydell: Doctor.
Frasier: Ah, Woody, may I have a beer please and a mineral water for the little mother. [to Dr. Rydell] You know, Lilith and I heard a little joke the other day. It seems a patient walks into his therapist's office suffering from a case of Korsakoff's psychosis brought on by acute alcoholism.
Lilith: Brain tumor.
Frasier: Well, darling, it doesn't make any difference.
Lilith: Yes, it does. Brain tumor is funnier.
Frasier: You're right.
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Sam: Yeah?
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