Frasier: Dear God! Have we lost our minds?
Nanette: Frasier, do you know how bored I am being "Nanny G." How trapped I feel...
Frasier: You have a wonderful career.
Nanette: But nothing ever changes. Do you have any idea what it's like to play the same character for twenty years?

Roz: So, are you hoping for another hug?
Frasier: Mmm? Well, the thought had crossed my mind. You know, we used to have this wild attraction to each other. It was almost combustible! Truth be told, it's been a while since, I, uh... [covering Alice's ears] romped with abandon through the perfumed gardens of Eros.
Roz: Next time you say something like that, cover my ears.

Frasier: The GAP, Niles? I didn't know you shopped there.
Niles: I just discovered it. Apparently there are a number of them.

Frasier: And what did you get there?
Niles: Oh, uh, well, let's see. Some wine glasses, and a bud vase-
Frasier: That's Pottery Barn, you jackass! Give me that! [grabbing the bag] Just as I thought. You bought the Diego sweater.
Martin: Well, what's the big deal? It's just a sweater.
Frasier: It is not "just a sweater," it is a work of art by Spain's fabled master weaver Diego, who uses only the soft chin hairs of Andalusian mountain goats. Our sweater man could only get one this year. Niles and I made a pact that neither of us would buy it.

Roz: I just spent the last two hours waiting in line for this kiddie performer that Alice loves, Nanny G, and the second I got to the window the show sold out.
Niles: Nanny G? Frasier might be able to pull a few strings for you there.
Roz: Do you know Nanny G? What, did you like date her?
Frasier: Actually, I married her.
Roz: You married Nanny G?
Frasier: Yeah well, briefly. It was years ago. I was a callow, dreamy-eyed youth, and she was...
Roz: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I need tickets!

Daphne: [to the waiter] Oh, and could you turn the heat up in here? It's freezing.
Frasier: [on his way out] Oh, Niles has a sweater.
Daphne: Oohh, and it's from the Gap. Good boy! Now, help me stretch the neck out, I don't want to muss me hair.

Roz: So what was it like being married to Nanny G?
Frasier: Oh, gosh... we were so young and immature. We had huge fights over nothing. But in the bedroom-
Roz: Frasier!
Frasier: Sorry.
Roz: So, uh, Nanny G gave you nice "hugs"?
Frasier: Oh, big hugs.
Roz: No kidding.
Frasier: We used to hug our brains out. In fact, you know, the last time we saw each other she wanted to have a little reunion hug, but alas, I was still married to Lilith and settling for my weekly handshake.

Nanette: Frasier. Oh, it's so good to see you again.
Frasier: Nanette, hi.
Nanette: [to Roz] And you, you look great! I've never such color in your cheeks...
Frasier: Oh, this isn't Lilith. This is my co-worker, Roz, and her daughter, Alice.

Nanette: [to Alice] Hey, Alice. How old are you?
Frasier: I'm divorced now.
Alice: Five.
Nanette: Wow, five!
Frasier: Single again.
Nanette: You know what happens when you turn six? You grow an extra finger! [Alice laughs]
Frasier: Footloose, fancy-free...!
Roz: She's not biting. Just get the tickets.

Frasier: Oh hi, you guys. I'm glad you're both here. Guess who's coming by for a drink, Nanette Guzman.
Niles: Nanny G!
Martin: I don't suppose she's bringing her checkbook.
Frasier: Oh, dear God. Dad, will you let it go?
Martin: I was still paying for that wedding six months after you two divorced. Nannette didn't have any family, so she got off scot-free.
Niles: Oh, yeah, orphans get all the breaks.