Carla Quote #831

Quote from Carla in The Improbable Dream (Part 2)

Frasier: Hail, fellow, I bring ye joyful news. Judging from the in utero movements of our little child-to-be, it would appear that the birth of a Cranelet is imminent give or take a month.
Lilith: Oh, feel that, dadders. I think it was an elbow.
Frasier: Hello, little elbow.
Norm: Wait, wait, wait. Now, you can actually feel the little kid in there?
Lilith: You don't mean to tell me that in the myriad times Carla's been pregnant, you've never felt her babies move?
Carla: Hey, no guy touches my belly unless he's paying for dinner.

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 ‘The Improbable Dream (Part 2)’ Quotes

Quote from Carla

Sam: Carla, I think I care about Rebecca.
Carla: Kill me right now, Sam. Just drive this pool cue right through my heart. You know how many years it's taken me to get over that horrible thing you had with... With...
Sam: Diane.
Carla: Shut up! Shut up, please! I beg you, don't do this to me again!

Quote from Carla

Frasier: So, Sam, do you remember anything else about the dream?
Sam: Man, it was the eeriest thing. I mean, it was real, and it was vivid, like real life.
Carla: Sammy, that's a premonition dream. That means it's really going to happen.
Frasier: Carla, that's an old wives tale.
Carla: I'm an old wife. I know about these things.

Quote from Sam

Frasier: Well, perhaps your dreams are trying to tell you about something too frightening for waking life.
Sam: Like what?
Frasier: Well, like you care. You care about Rebecca.
Sam: Come on, Frasier, you know me. How can I care about her? We haven't done the main thing I care about.
Frasier: Forgive me, Sam. I forgot about your high moral standards.
Lilith: You mean to say that you can't care about a woman unless you sleep with her first?
Sam: Well, yeah. I got this kind of caring mechanism that only gets switched on by a naked trip to the love zoo.
Lilith: You're kidding.
Sam: Well, no, it doesn't always get switched on. I mean, sometimes I go to bed with a babe and find out I don't care, but by then, who cares?
Lilith: Lovely.
Sam: Aw, come on, Lilith, don't get me wrong. If I do care, I'm as loyal as a dog.
Lilith: Dog would be the right term, yes.
Sam: [scoffs] Care about Rebecca.