Cliff Quote #529
Quote from Cliff in Two Girls for Every Boyd
Carla: Hear ye, hear ye. Here are the results you've all been waiting for. And the winner is...
Rebecca: [scoffs] Cliff Clavin.
Norm: Oh, man.
Cliff: Hey, surprise. Well, we know it's not fixed.
Carla: But you should be.
Rebecca: Well, don't look at me, you guys. He passed all the tests.
Cliff: Yep, I'm going to go call my barber... Yeah, yeah, yeah... Tell him I won the contest in spite of that inch he trimmed off my beard.
Frasier: Well, I suppose it's time we shave.
Norm: Yep.
Frasier: To tell you the truth, I'm going to kind of miss the old beard.
Norm: Yeah. I rather enjoyed looking like a macho, grizzly, gnarly kind of guy that my wife wouldn't come near with a 10-foot pole.
Cliff: [on the phone] Yeah, I'd like to talk to somebody about one of your industrial adhesive products.
Cheers Quotes
‘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.