Frasier: Terrence, I'm afraid we're nearing the end of our program, and we still haven't gotten to the heart of your problem.
Terrence: "Well, uh, I guess I'm just sick of being single. I mean, I'm almost forty. What kind of loser am I?"
Frasier: A single man in his forties is not a loser.
Terrence: "I said I'm almost forty. Don't make it worse than it is."

Roz: Can I jump in here, Frasier?
Frasier: Please.
Roz: Listen, Terrence, I know that I'm not as old as you - or Frasier - but I've been through plenty of heartache and loneliness. I remember thinking: "Love is never going to come to me," so I gave up. And that is when a handsome, sweet-hearted man named Roger jumped off his garbage truck and into my life. And I have been deliriously happy ever since, and I feel sure that the same thing will happen for you.
Terrence: "So I have to give up on love first?"
Roz: No, I'm saying don't give up.
Terrence: "But you said you met this garbage man after you gave up."
Frasier: Terrence, I think what Roz is trying to say is that whether we seek love or not, we are always at the mercy of its mysterious rhythm.
Roz: Exactly.
Terrence: "That's not what she said, Frasier."
Frasier: I think we know why this guy's still single.

Man: Well, this is awkward. Especially with the, uh, Reliance Bearings account up for grabs. Whoever wins it, wins it. Good luck.
Frasier: Don't you mean congratulations?
Man: You're kidding.
Frasier: An hour ago. Don't they ever CC you guys on this stuff?

Niles: You're sure you're not exaggerating?
Frasier: Well, I'll tell you, Niles, I stood there, slack-jawed, as Dad was reprimanded like an errant child.
Daphne: Well maybe his boss was having a tough day and needed someone to take it out on. You know, sometimes an employer gets so caught up in his own world that he-
Frasier: I mean, after all, this is a man who served his country in Korea, who had a distinguished career as a detective, and yet he is being treated the way you would treat a grocery store bag boy.
Niles: What does that mean?
Frasier: Oh, don't you play coy with me just because Daphne's here. I have seen you when your avocados are packed under your ice cream.
Niles: Excuse me. That young man was on drugs and everyone in the store knew it.

Daphne: Mr. Crane. How was work today?
Martin: Oh, same old, same old. Boy, I'm beat. Eight hours of staring at those monitors can really wear you out.
[Martin sits back in his chair and turns the TV on]

Frasier: Look, you've got to have at least some kind of plan to deal with this guy.
Martin: I've got a plan. Once Rich knows I'm not fighting, he'll drop it, which is what you guys are going to do. Now I'm tired of talking about this.
Niles: See, now you've mad Dad tired.
Martin: Can it, Niles.
Niles: And cranky.

Frasier: Mr. Kechner, nice to meet you. Please sit down. Would you like some coffee?
Charlie: Nothing for me, thanks.
Frasier: I'd like to thank you for meeting me like this.
Charlie: No problem. I like face-to-facing with new clients - especially those in the public eye who need the kind of custom-tailored security that we specialize in. So, what is it? Stalker, blackmailer, random nut job?
Frasier: I'm sorry, but I'm not actually... in the market for security services.
Charlie: Well, that's strange. Because your phone message said "I'm in the market for security services."

Frasier: I wanted to meet you in person because I have a matter of some delicacy to discuss with you. You see, my father works for your company, and I understand your father does as well
Charlie: What does this have to do with anything?
Frasier: Well, it seems that your dad has been picking on my dad.

Charlie: What? That doesn't sound like my dad.
Frasier: Well, perhaps you don't know your dad as well as you think you do. I saw the whole thing.
Charlie: Well, maybe my dad was just defending himself. Did your dad provoke him?
Frasier: No, no. I can assure you that your dad started it.
Charlie: None of the other guards has any trouble with my dad. Maybe your dad just needs to toughen up a little.
Frasier: My father fought in Korea.
Charlie: Did he? Or did you fight the Koreans for him?

Frasier: Oh, and if you don't mind, could we keep this meeting between us? I'd hate to have my father think that I went behind his back.
Charlie: You're asking me to conceal something from my own father? I don't know if I can do that. On the other hand, if you were a client, I'd be obligated to keep this confidential.
Frasier: If you're implying what I think you are, Mr. Kechner, I hope, for your sake ... you brought some brochures.