Carla: This is a day I never thought I'd see.
Sam: Yeah, me, too. You know what makes it worse? This is all my fault. You know, I'm the one who did this to myself. If I'd checked the wiring, you know? That's a stupid mistake I'm gonna live with the rest of my life.
[After Frasier looks at Rebecca, she starts to cry]
Sam: Oh, come on, what is it now, Rebecca?
Rebecca: [crying] I have something I have to tell you.
[Frasier herds the rest of the gang to the other side of the bar, away from Sam and Rebecca]
Rebecca: Sam, the fire wasn't your fault. I was smoking a cigarette, and I burned down your bar.
Sam: You did this? [Rebecca nods] You did this to me? Yes, yes, of course. Why didn't I figure this out earlier? My bar burns down, you're within 50 miles it all fits.
Rebecca: Sam, I'm so sorry.
Sam: Yeah, what-what- What were you thinking? Huh? You tired of screwing up your own life? You start to pick on mine? You know, of all the stupid, stupid things you've done in your useless life, this is your masterpiece! I'll tell you what. Why...? Get out. Get out of my bar.

Frasier: Sam, it was an accident.
Carla: She had it coming.
Frasier: Nobody had that coming.
Sam: I don't want anyone to defend her. She's gone. Case closed. Let's just get back to work here.
Carla: I'll give you a hand.
Frasier: Well, I guess we've seen the dark side of Sam Malone.
Cliff: Hmm. You want to see dark sides, you ought to see Ma when you leave the shower curtain on the outside of the tub. Wow. That's something you don't do twice.

Sam: I'm sorry. Listen, uh, why- Why don't l, uh, get my jacket and drive you home? Or maybe, uh... Maybe we'll take a walk. It's such a nice, nice evening.
Rebecca: Sam, uh, just out of curiosity, why are you taking me back?
Sam: Well, I... I remember that five years ago, after I had sold this place, I came back to the bar, and, you know, my boat had sunk, I didn't have a dime, I didn't have a job, and I needed someone to give me a break, and you did that. And I owe you one.
Rebecca: Sam.
Sam: Hey, listen, uh, this is very important. We're even now.

Sam: You want to go out and get a pizza or something?
Rebecca: Sure.
Sam: All right. Oh, wait, wait, wait. Um, I don't have any money.
Rebecca: Oh, that's okay. We'll- We'll just take it out of my life savings.
Sam: All right. This should just about cover it.

Cliff: Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.
Norm: Yep.
Cliff: Woody's wedding was quite an event, wasn't it, Norm?
Norm: Oh, man.
Cliff: Huh, huh? Boy, what a night that was.
Norm: Yeah.
Cliff: Yeah, the priest dying.
Norm: Yeah.
Cliff: Carla being caught in a dumb-waiter.
Norm: Ha!
Cliff: How about that German guy trying to kill Sam? [chuckling] "Du, dort!" Remember that?
Norm: Yeah, oh, golly.
Cliff: Oh, yeah, but all that was nothing compared to the wedding itself.
Norm: Yeah.
Cliff: Oh, now, there was a comedy of errors.

Cliff: Hey, Norm, uh, you mind if we make a stop or two on the way home? l, uh, forgot to finish my route.
Norm: Cliff, no.
Cliff: Eh, all right. I'll do it tomorrow. [dumps the bag in the bar]

Kelly: Come on, Woody, we've got to get to the airport. You know, when these things happen, it really makes you stop and think. Bye, everybody. Next time you see us, we'll be tan.

Carla: Okay, guys, I got the plastic bags. You can start bagging the soot. What happened to you?
Cliff: Uh, a little Jeep accident.

Rebecca: [to herself] Sam, I burned down the bar. And, you know, see, speaking of bars burning down, guess what I did?