Cliff Quote #526
Quote from Cliff in Two Girls for Every Boyd
Cliff: Sammy, say, you shouldn't be so surprised. You know, women really can't resist a thick crop of jaw hair. It goes back to, uh... It goes back to Androcles.
Norm: Wait a second. Wasn't Androcles the guy who pulled the thorn out of the lion's paw?
Cliff: That's what he told his wife when she found the scratches on his back, huh? I'm telling you, guys... Babes and beards.
Carla: Yeah? If beards are such a babe magnet, why don't you have one?
Cliff: Well, as a matter of fact, Carla, in my family's history, I'm the first Clavin to go without a beard.
Carla: You're the first Clavin to go without a tail.
Cliff: You know, Carla... you know, one day without giving the old Norelco a face ride, this chin would outshine Sammy's.
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‘Two Girls for Every Boyd’ Quotes
Quote from Carla
Carla: Yeah, I got to hand it to you guys: You are good. Not in the ballpark of Nick Tortelli, though.
Norm: Yeah?
Carla: Now, that was a hairy man. Yeah, you know, the first time I saw him naked, I couldn't even tell he was naked. But then who would've expected it at a Bob's Big Boy?
Quote from Frasier
Frasier: Sam? Sam, get this. Who do you think I look like with my beard this way?
Sam: Oh. Well, that's easy. You look like that little guy on the cans of deviled ham.
Frasier: No, no. Sigmund Freud, the father of modern psychoanalysis and one of the greatest minds of the 20th century.
Sam: He gave all that up to sell deviled ham?
Frasier: The man had to live. You know, lately, when I'm in my office taking notes about some patient who's pouring his guts out, I imagine I'm Dr. Freud and I'm back in Vienna, hobnobbing with the great minds of the era, exchanging quips with Jung, developing the original theories of psychoanalysis. Before I know it, the hour's up. I've discovered I haven't even listened to a single thing the patient's been saying. It makes a nice change.
Quote from Norm
Norm: [enters] Evening, everybody.
All: Norm!
Sam: What can I get you, Norm?
Norm: Got any flea powder? No. Just kidding. Actually, give me a beer. I think I'll drown the little suckers.