Martin: Oh. Well, take a tip from your old man. You get over there and take possession of your personal belongings before they box them up and toss them out!
Daphne: When will you just admit that this junk belongs in a dustbin?
Martin: You know, I was on a case once where the wife constantly nagged the husband like this. "You never put anything in the garbage. Why don't you ever put anything in the garbage?"
Daphne: Well, he should have listened to her.
Martin: Oh, he did. And that's where we found her.

Bulldog: You going to his party?
Frasier: Well, actually I think I'm going to pass.
Bulldog: Oh come on, Doc, you gotta at least have a drink, give him a hug.
Frasier: That is precisely what I'm trying to avoid. Since when did we become a society of huggers? We hug for everything nowadays. "Hello." Hug. "Congratulations." Hug. "Nice haircut." Hug. It's absurd. I mean, if we want to express real emotion for someone- I mean, where is there left to go?

Frasier: Now listen. I know you're upset, but let's remember why you left Maris in the first place. You were tired of groveling.
Niles: Yes, but I'm rested now.

Martin: I just hope you've got a good divorce lawyer, because you've been married a long time, and you gotta make sure you get your fair share.
Niles: Well, according to the terms of our prenuptial agreement, I believe I'm wearing my fair share.

Niles: This may be my last chance to prove once and for all that I'm not the sort of man who... Who whatever mother said.
Frasier: "Constantly allows himself to be cowed and dominated, especially by females."
Niles: I might have known you'd memorize it.
Frasier: Sorry. You're right, that was harsh. Come here. [Holds his arms out for a hug]
Niles: Oh, get away from me.

Niles: Frasier, look, it's my puppies. Oh, I've missed you. Hello, Gestalt. Hello, Gerhardt.

Frasier: Niles, that's three meatballs in a row right in the koi pond. Stop trying to throw! Just drop them. You can drop straight, can't you?!

Frasier: Good boys. Yes, that's right, eat hearty. Oh, you missed one right over there in the garden by the tulips. Oh, there's a few more over there in the koi pond next to the... sleeping koi.

Martin: Now the beauty of the "Hot & Foamy" is the ultra-quick heating action. You just plug it in and two minutes later, presto, guess what comes out?
Daphne: Well, the obvious answer would be shaving cream, so I'll go with music?
Martin: You had a lot of sassy things to say about my clothes steamer, too. But didn't those snow peas taste delicious?

Martin: And Niles, I'm proud of you. I know this isn't easy, but in the long run I know you'll be happier. I'm damn sure I will be.