Niles: Well, I guess I shouldn't be surprised you'd give up so easily. It's not your dream, after all. Why should it be, Mr. Bigshot Radio Host?
Frasier: Oh, so that's what this little tantrum is all about, huh? You're jealous of my celebrity?
Niles: It's not a tantrum, and I'm not jealous. I'm just fed up! I'm fed up with being second all the time. You know, I wanted to be a psychiatrist like Mom way before you did, but because you were older you got there first. You were first to get married. You were first to give Dad the grandchild he always wanted. By the time I get around
to doing anything, it's all chewed meat!
Frasier: You're crying about something that we can't change!
Niles: Oh, you wouldn't change it if you could, you love it!
Frasier: Oh, let it go, Niles!
Niles: I can't let it go! My nose is rubbed in it every day. I'm the one on the board of the Psychiatric Association,
my research is well respected in academic circles, four of my patients have been elected to political office,
but it's your big fat face they put on the side of buses!
Frasier: I do not have a fat face!
Niles: Oh, please, I keep wondering how long you're going to store those nuts for winter!