Frasier: Lilith. Here you are. I've been looking all over for you. What in the world are you doing here?
Lilith: I've come home, Frasier.
Frasier: Oh, my God.
Lilith: I've left the pod, and I spent the last three days on a bus to come home to you.
Frasier: I don't understand.
Lilith: Frasier, I realize that my leaving you was very hurtful, and I understand your seeking comfort in the arms of another woman. We won't mention it. We'll just put it behind us and... And get on with our lives. What I'm trying to say, Frasier, is...
Frasier: You want me back?
Lilith: Oh, yes, I want you back!

Sam: You hear that, everybody? Frasier and Lilith are back together again! Aw, it makes me so happy! Here, free drinks on the house!
Norm: All right!
Frasier: Just a minute, Sam. I haven't taken her back.
Woody: Oh, sorry, Mr. Peterson.
Norm: Wait, wait, come on, now. Now, you two kids belong together. Come on.
Frasier: The unmitigated gall! You think you can walk back into my life and patch it up again as quickly as you destroyed it?!
Lilith: Frasier, I'm sorry.
Norm: All right, she's sorry! Beers for everybody! Come on.

Lilith: Frasier, please. More than anything, I want our life back.
Frasier: What about your boyfriend, Dr. Pascal?
Lilith: I don't love him. I love you.
Frasier: [chuckling] Oh, really? So you've come back to reliable old Frasier, have you? And for how long? Till somebody opens a colony on Venus?!
Lilith: Frasier, don't be ridiculous. If we go to Venus, I think we should do it as a family.

Rebecca: Lilith, I have to talk to you in private. [others hooting] Okay, it doesn't have to be in private. Lilith, listen, please let me explain.
Frasier: Rebecca, you don't have to explain anything to her. You and I can pick up right where we left off.
Rebecca: Really?
Frasier: Absolutely! Come on over here and give me a big wet one.
Rebecca: Oh. [pushes Frasier away] Frasier, let me just speak to you in my office, please.
Frasier: Oh, okay, even better. Heh! Sam, hold my calls, will you? Sofa pulls out, you know.

Sam: Sorry things aren't working out. Is there anything I can do for you?
Lilith: It isn't over, yet, Sam. I know my Frasier. He doesn't take well to sudden developments, but he'll come around. I'm as determined to get him back as I was to leave him.
Sam: Well, that's that's good, that's good.

Rebecca: For God's sake, Frasier, will you listen to me! I'm trying to tell you something!
Frasier: Oh. I'm sorry, Rebecca. I've been rude; I apologize. It's just, I can't believe that she's come back.
Rebecca: Frasier, you know, what we almost did, I think it would have been real special, but I think maybe it's better that we just remain good friends.
Frasier: I suppose you're right. Well, what might have been, huh? For what it's worth, I'm sorry things didn't work out. [they shake hands]

Rebecca: Oh, God, Sam, why do I always screw everything up?! All I was doing was giving a friend a ride home. And then you know how things happen. You know, a kiss leads to a hug and a hug leads to the bed, and then the wife comes in and wants to know what you're doing there. Why do I always make such a mess of things?!
Sam: So who was better, me or Frasier?
Rebecca: Oh!
Sam: What? I- I don't have feelings, too?!

Dr. Pascal: Aw, Lilith.
Lilith: Louis!
Frasier: Pascal! What are you doing here?
Dr. Pascal: Try to stop me, Crane. I've come to take Lilith back to our home under the dirt, where we're safe.
Lilith: Louis, I'm not going back there.
Dr. Pascal: How can you abandon the oneness of our subterranean life for this world of surfies?
Lilith: [to everyone else] Surface dwellers.

Lilith: Because this is where I want to be. Our experiment failed, Louis, and so did our love affair.
Dr. Pascal: I'm not leaving without you, Lilith. I demand that you accompany me this instant.
Lilith: And if I don't?
Dr. Pascal: Then I'll be forced to shoot you a-a-and everyone else in this bar. What's it gonna be?
Lilith: Louis, I'm not going back with you. So I guess you're just going to have to shoot us.
Carla: Welcome back, Lilith.

Lilith: Put the gun down, Louis. Why are you being so foolish?
Dr. Pascal: Because I can't live without you! I miss you. And Dr. Jaworski misses you, too.
Frasier: Dr. Jaworski?! What? There were three scientists in the Eco-pod? Did you sleep with him, too?!
Lilith: Dr. Jaworski isn't a scientist. He's Louis's imaginary friend. Did I forget to mention that Louis is insane? Turns out he's claustrophobic. We discovered that little fact about 30 seconds after they closed the steel doors.