Martin: Hey, I did it! I wrote my name out there! I had to borrow an "n" from Niles, but I did it!
Frasier: We're leaving quite the urological crossword puzzle out there, aren't we?

Frasier: Well, it's not that I'm complaining. It's just that I thought it would be something more, well, lake-adjacent. Are we actually going to sleep in here?
Niles: [laughing] Who is this rube? Maybe we can trick him into touching his tongue to the bait bucket!

Frasier: You go ice fishing?
Niles: Well, why not? I've always thought of myself as a man of the great al fresco.
Frasier: Niles, you get a runny nose watching figure skating on TV.

Martin: Wow, Niles, look at you! Now are you sure you're gonna be warm enough?
Niles: No problem there. I dressed in layers: Polo, Eddie Bauer, and Timberland.
Frasier: You look like a skinny Elmer Fudd.

Niles: That was amazing. I've never felt so in touch with nature.
Martin: What happened?
Niles: For the first time in my life, I just urinated outdoors. Another cup of coffee, I'll go back and dot the "i"!

Frasier: Oh, Roz, don't be ridiculous. I care about you. If you have a problem, and I can help, I'd love to. Just keep the details on a need-to-know basis.
Roz: Okay. We've been dating a couple of weeks, and last night he started licking me behind my ear. See, I have this sweet little spot there...
Frasier: Uh, Roz, is this—?
Roz: Yes, you do need to know this. So anyway, what I meant to say was, "Oh, I love that!" But I got so caught up that I yelled out, "Oh, I love you!" and then all of a sudden he got this look on his face like Indiana Jones running from the big ball.

Martin: Anyway, just because I didn't say it doesn't mean I don't mean it or feel it.
Frasier: Dad, that's exactly what we were saying.
Niles: Absolutely.
Martin: Yeah, well, my Dad never said it, but I know he felt it. I mean, feeling it's the same as saying it, isn't it?
Frasier: Dad, you don't have to say it.
Martin: Well, did it ever occur to you that- Maybe I want to say it? You know, your mother used to get all over me about not saying stuff, too. Well, I can't say it if you're looking at me!
Niles: Would it help you if we left?
Martin: Just for that, I'm doing you second!

Martin: I don't know why it's so hard.
Frasier: Dad, listen, you know you can say it. I mean, I heard you say it to Duke.
Martin: Oh, that's different, I said, "I love ya!" Ya!
Frasier: We'd take "ya."
Niles: Yeah.
Martin: Well, if I'm gonna do it, I'll do it right. [sniff] Frasier... [Martin takes a glug from the bottle] Frasier, I love you. Niles, I love you.
Frasier: Thanks, Dad. I love you, too.
Niles: And I love you, too. ... But I hate ice fishing!

Martin: Well, I still have the cabin. But I can't go alone...
Frasier: Well, Dad, look. As much as I'd like to do something with you this weekend, I'm afraid ice fishing just isn't it. Oh, look, look, here's an idea! They're doing a revival of "The Iceman Cometh" playing downtown! Now, you see, we could catch a matinee, and then go out for sushi, and stay well within the same theme music, you see?

Martin: Hey come on, let's not panic. You know, we're gonna be fine staying here all night. You know, the same thing happened to me and Duke about ten years ago.
Niles: You dropped your car keys down the hole?
Martin: No, we're not idiots. The car battery died.