Sam: Why don't you just, you know, borrow it for a little while? See how you like it. Huh?
Frasier: Well, it's a tempting thought. What do you think, Lilith?
Lilith: Well, it's possible. We could put our careers on hold just for now, and take a few days off next week to become one with nature.
Frasier: By George, we'll do it! Next week, it's into the woods.
Sam: Great.
Frasier: Thank you, Sam. Oh, gee, you know, if I run, I can make my 3:00.
Lilith: But, dear, you just canceled your paranoia workshop.
Frasier: Oh, right. Well, I'll deny it, tell them it's part of a government conspiracy. They'll eat that up.

Lilith: It's perfect.
Frasier: Not quite. What's this abomination? [removes a lightbulb and throws it outside] There. Now we can live like our forefathers. I will go, my love, and I will go to Innisfree, and a cabin build there of clay and wattles made...
Lilith: Frasier, dearest, I feel the coldness. It's good. Let's celebrate the coldness. [Frasier sighs] There. That's done. Now let's celebrate warmness, and quickly.
Frasier: Yes. Warmth. I will give my family warmth. Where are the matches?
Lilith: I thought you brought them.
Frasier: Are you telling me you didn't bring any matches?
Lilith: No, I'm telling you you didn't bring any matches.
Frasier: Well, not to worry. Even better.
Lilith: Right. We'll do as our forebears did.
Frasier: Yes. I'll go slit open a moose and we can climb in and bunk there for the night. Pioneer humor. [Lilith is silent] Well, our forbears laughed.

Lilith: Frasier, what are you doing?
Frasier: Well, I'm striking two stones together to get a spark.
Lilith: Ah! Then be ready to jump back, lest a flame singe your eyebrows.

Frasier: Lilith, please, I've never done this before, and I could use some support.
Lilith: Well, if you don't know what you're doing, why did you drag me up here in the dead of winter?
Frasier: Well, because that's when you just happened to get pregnant.
Lilith: No, I think that's when you just happened to knock me up.
Frasier: I think that's when you just happened to forget to take your pill.
Lilith: I sense civilization creeping in.
Frasier: My wild asparagus, forgive me.
Lilith: No. It's I who should apologize. We don't need a fire. We have our body heat to keep us warm.
Frasier: No, no. My wife and child need a fire, and I'm going to build it for them if it takes all day.
Lilith: And we'll stand right by you while you do it.

Lilith: [sings] Stay, little valentine Stay... Each day is-
Frasier: Shut up! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Oh, God! My finger's going to turn black now, and the nail's going to fall off.
Lilith: Oh. No one said life in the wilderness would be easy. Here. Let me try.
Frasier: No, no, Lilith. I must get back up on that horse. A spark! L- Lilith, did you see that? I made a spark!
Lilith: I knew you could do it.
Frasier: This is the most glorious moment of my life. I've never felt so proud and triumphant.
Lilith: No prouder than l, my Prometheus.
Frasier: Lilith, with these two rocks, I can accomplish anything. I've never felt closer to you.
Lilith: Nor l, you. Of course, we haven't actually achieved fire yet.
Frasier: Ah, good point.

Lilith: Of course, they're raving about La Porta's. $200 for a dinner. How decadent.
Frasier: No doubt about it. Our society is in decay.
Lilith: Can you believe we actually frequented that place? Perfumed and pompous.
Frasier: Living off the labor of others.
Lilith: Eating the flesh of animals we didn't even kill.
Frasier: It was good, though.
Lilith: The tarragon glaze was impeccable.
Frasier: The creme brulee was a poem.
Lilith: Of course, quality isn't the point.
Frasier: No, no. It's a moral issue.
Lilith: And, if it's food you want, why, I'll cook you a hearty American meal. Lentils and okra over our open fire.
Frasier: My mouth is watering already.

Frasier: Lilith, I'm thinking something. And I... I think you're thinking it, too. But neither of us wants to admit that we're thinking it for fear that the other one isn't thinking it. So, I think it's very important that we both say what we're thinking simultaneously... If, indeed, we are thinking the same thing, and I think we are. So, are you ready?
Lilith: I want to go home.
Frasier: I want to go home. Okay, if we drive 70 all the way, do you think we can make it to La Porta's for the 10:00 seating?
Lilith: No. I don't think so.
Frasier: Then we'll charter a plane. That's the beauty of civilization. You can buy anything!

Sam: So, Fras, where's Lilith these days?
Carla: It's been three or four weeks since we've seen old death with hips. You're not trying to hide her from us, are you?

Rebecca: Woody.
Woody: Yes, Miss Howe?
Rebecca: I just got my butt chewed out on your account.
Sam: Must have been a real light eater.

Sam: Listen, why don't you try living, you know, for a week in the woods? See how you like it.
Frasier: Well, that's a possibility.
Sam: Hey, as a matter of fact, a friend of mine has a cabin in northern Maine.
Norm: Sammy, he didn't take it around the world, did he?