Lilith: [enters] Norm!
Woody: Oh, no, Dr. Sternin-Crane, you're supposed to yell "Norm" when he comes in the door. Don't worry. It took me a little while to get used to it, too.

Lilith: You know, Norm, you may find this surprising, but I'm somewhat off-putting to most people. No, no, it's, it's true. I don't have many friends. I've never been very good at making friends.
Norm: I think it's easy, Lilith. Um, you just have to relax a bit, you know? Just sort of loosen up.
Lilith: You mean just be myself?
Norm: No. Uh, you weren't listening. Just relax. Loosen up.
Lilith: Okay, I'll try it. [sighs] Oh, wow, this feels much better.
Norm: See?
Lilith: I've been looking at this all wrong. I'm going to go back to my house, and I'm going to be the life of that party. And it won't be that disorganized, carousing fun they've been having. It's going to be good, clean, organized fun. We'll play Pictionary, then Boticelli, then it's Charades till dawn. I'll rush home and type up a party schedule. I'll make copies. Oh, I wonder if they have a copy center open at this hour. I know. Why not make a game out of trying to find one? [exits]
Norm: [on the phone] Frasier, it's Norm. Get out of the house while you still can.

Sam: Okay, guys, hurry up and get your lunch orders in. Dip 'n Fry closes in 20 minutes.
Norm: Yeah, if we don't hurry, they'll change the grease.
Cliff: So, I... I can't seem to make up my mind here.
Norm: Cliffie, every day you stare at that damn menu, and every day you order the wing dings.
Cliff: Well, maybe I would like something different today, Norm.
Norm: Yeah, okay. Sammy, I'm gonna have the, uh, baked potato, please, with, uh, sour cream and butter, and, um, put some cheddar on there, please. Oh, and, uh, some jack cheese.
Sam: Bacon bits?
Norm: No, no, I'm watching my cholesterol.
Sam: Cliffie?
Cliff: I'll have the, uh... wing dings.

Frasier: Norm, are you busy?
Norm: Oh, good one. [chuckles]
Frasier: Thanks, I thought of it last night in the shower. [laughs]

Frasier: Norm, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. All I can say is I am so, so sorry. What else can I say?
Norm: I know something you can stop saying.
Lilith: Here you are, Norm.
Norm: Oh, thank you.
Frasier: Now, Norm, Norm, here, don't lift up your neck like that. Remember what Dr. Feld said. You've got a bruised disk and you don't want to aggravate it by moving in any way.
Norm: Well, at least it won't affect my lifestyle much.

Sam: [answers phone] Cheers. Hey, guys, it's Norm.
All: Norm!
Sam: Hey, what's shaking, man? [laughs] Where's he come up with these things? That's great.

Norm: Lilith, um, could you put a head on this, please?
Lilith: Norm, for two days now, I've been seeing to your every need. I think it's time we had a little talk.
Norm: Oh, great, could I go first? 'Cause there's something I've been really wanting to say. [takes deep breath] Lilith, you and I are very different people. I mean, look at you. You're successful, ambitious, you've got a a great career, lovely family. Me, I'm just a guy who sits on a barstool and hangs out all day with his dorky friends. I don't know, I guess I've always sort of felt sorry for you. The point I'm tryin' to make here, Lilith, is that even though I don't understand half the stuff you guys talk about, quantum physics and stuff...
Lilith: Oh. Oh, quantum, that, that's easy. Once you accept the duality of light as both a particle and a wave...
Norm: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever. Who, who cares, really? The point is, Lilith, that I realize that you've been trying to help me. And I appreciate that. And in the future, l, for one, will not be so quick to just blow you off.
Lilith: Sadly, Norm, that's one of the nicest things anyone's ever said to me. Thank you for that gift. [doorbell rings]
Norm: Oh, uh, could you get that? That's probably the pizza that I ordered. I had to put it on your MasterCard. Uh, thank you for that gift.

Lilith: Well, well, Norm and Cliff in my home. Usually at this point I wake up drenched in sweat.
Cliff: Oh, now there's an image, huh?

Lilith: Get rid of them, now!
Frasier: And if I don't?
Lilith: Would you like to ever see me naked again in the '90s?
Frasier: You know, that would be more effective if you didn't use it every time you ever want me to do something.

Lilith: Norm, perhaps you'll understand an analogy. Have you ever had a dog and the dog had fleas? But then when the dog left, your house was still infested?
Woody: Oh, yeah, that happened to me. Only it wasn't a dog. It was a pig. And we had fleas the size of golf balls.
Lilith: Woody, I'm not interested. I'm trying to have a conversation with Norm.
Norm: Whoa, golf balls, huh?
Woody: It got so bad we had to bomb the whole house.
Norm: Wow. Those flea bombs are great, huh?
Woody: What's a flea bomb?