Lilith: Frasier, I know that I've hurt you, and I realize now that the only way to get you back is to beg. So here I go.
Frasier: I'm sorry, Lilith. Begging won't work. I'm not gonna hang around and be the safety net every time you fall from one of your flights of fancy. That boat has sailed. That gate has closed. Alice doesn't live here anymore.
Lilith: Damn you, Frasier! I know that somewhere inside of you, you still have deep feelings for me, and I'm willing to wait. If I have to wait a hundred years, I'm going to get you back!
Norm: You hear that, guys? Come on, free beer, let's go.

Dr. Pascal: I'm warning you, unless Lilith agrees to go back with me, you're all dead.
Cliff: You don't scare me, Pascal.
Dr. Pascal: Yeah? Why not?
Cliff: Because I happen to own every copy of Soldier of Fortune ever published. I'm telling you people, no "ifs" "ands" or "buts", that there's no working pistol with that configuration. [gunshot] [Carla shrieks] I did miss the Christmas issue.

Dr. Pascal: All right, get back, get back! Don't push me. The importance of the Eco-pod is far greater than any one human life.
John: Sam.
Sam: John, John, it's not a good time.
John: Sam, I've put up with your rock and roll music, your loud parties and your fights. But now you've shot Ruben the busboy in the foot. He's an undocumented alien without health insurance, and that puts me in a bit of a jam. [Dr. Pascal points his gun at John] Oh. A bigger jam.

Dr. Pascal: Everybody but Lilith behind the bar! [phone rings] All right, answer the phone, but act natural.
Woody: [answers phone] Cheers. Just a second. Mr. Peterson, it's Mrs. Peterson.
Norm: See, it's my wife. Um, I'll get rid of her. [quietly] Woody, cover me. Uh, Vera? Uh, yes, yes, I know it's late. You see, we're being held hostage by a mad gunman, and... What do you mean I've used that one before? No-no-no, you see, no-no, honey, wait, wait, hey, hey! [receiver clicks]

Lilith: Oh, I can't stand this anymore. Look, Louis, if you're going to shoot someone, shoot me. I won't go back with you, and you don't want me back. I'd only make you more miserable.
Dr. Pascal: I can't shoot you, Lilith.
Lilith: Well, you're going to have to do it, Louis. That's the only way to end this. Give me the gun, Louis.
Dr. Pascal: [sobbing] I'm sorry, Lilith!
John: Well, Sam, thanks for another delightful evening at Cheers. We must do it again sometime.
Sam: I'm, uh, sorry about this, John. Next time you come on down, drinks are on the house.
John: Oh, then it's all worthwhile.

Lilith: Where is Frederick? I didn't see him in his room.
Frasier: He's with your mother.
Lilith: Fine. Then I'll just go and let you do whatever it was you were doing. [exits]
Frasier: Lilith! Lilith! [exits]
Rebecca: It was nice to see you again, Lilith.

Sam: Lilith, l-l-l thought you were in that, uh...
Lilith: I've left the Eco-pod.
Carla: For a job at a gas station?
Sam: Look everybody, Lilith! Well, my goodness... Uh, the... The, you know, the time in the pod thing has really done you a world of... You look so... Your skin is, uh... Hey, Lilith's back, huh?

Lilith: Sam, please! Tell me what's been going on! How long has Frasier been sleeping with Rebecca?
Sam: Beg your pardon?
Lilith: Did he at least have the courtesy to wait until I was in the ground?
Sam: Lil- Lil, Frasier's not sleeping with Rebecca!
Lilith: Oh, well, perhaps you should tell them that. I just saw them in my bed together.
Sam: Rebecca and Frasier? You're kidding me. How long has this been going on?
Lilith: I'm asking you!

Sam: You know what? I think this is good for them. They've been moping around the last couple of months, mooning about their love life and everything. They found each other. This is very nice, I think.
Norm: Yeah.
Cliff: Well, hear-hear! To Rebecca and Frasier! [all agreeing]
Lilith: Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! I'm still in the room!
Sam: Oh, I'm- l'm sorry, Lilith.

Lilith: I can't believe this has happened. I come home to resume my life and find that my husband has taken up with another woman.
Sam: Well, why don't you... Why don't you take your coat off, sit down and just cool out for a while?
Lilith: Oh, I can't, Sam. I'm too wound up. I've got half a mind to go back to that bedroom and wring Frasier's neck.
Sam: Frasier's? Aren't you being a little out of line here, Lilith? I mean, the guy's only being human. You were the one who walked out of here with another man.
Lilith: Oh, God, you're right. It's just that I wanted to come back so badly and resume my life. As naive and selfish as it sounds, I just assumed he would be waiting for me.
Sam: Listen, go get some sleep. I'll bet you in the morning you and Frasier can work things out.
Lilith: That's a good idea, Sam.