Martin: Now you were wrong, so go on in there and apologize. Go on!
Frasier: All right. I'll go into Daphne's room and I will apologize to her.
[Frasier stands up and heads to Daphne's room. Niles follows him]
Frasier: Alone, Niles!

Niles: Cara mia, uno mezzo latte decaffeinato and a bran muffin. No, no. [kisses the waitress's hand] Due bran muffins. [to Frasier] Maris and I burned up a lot of energy last night. A lot of energy! And I have to replenish my body.
Frasier: I assume you and Maris achieved détente.
Niles: Twice!

Roz: So Niles, you randy dog, you got lucky last night, didn't you? [Niles looks shocked] I can always tell. [to Frasier] Don't worry, you'll meet somebody.

Frasier: Oh great, this is my chance. I'll just sneak back there and put these back in her room. [Frasier heads to Daphne's room. Niles follows him] Alone, Niles!

Frasier: Well listen, Niles, why don't you just sit her down and have a little talk. Tell her it was a mistake. We've all noticed she's a bit touchy about her age, even though it's not the first time she's turned forty. [Frasier and Martin laugh]

Frasier: Dad, you could at least try to be a little bit helpful, I promised him I'd return it today.
Martin: Well, ask Daphne when she comes in. She was looking for something too put her to sleep last night. That book sounds like it could put her into a coma.

Frasier: Coffee, dad?
Martin: Why not? I'm up six times a night anyway, I might as well be alert.

Niles: That's enough excitement for one evening. I'm going home to Maris.

Niles: Oh, by the way I'm out of cash. I need something to tip your garage attendant.
Frasier: Oh, great.
Niles: What?
Frasier: These pills.
Niles: Well, I was thinking money, but you know him better than I do.

Frasier: No, Daphne's prescription. When I was in her room earlier, I must have inadvertently ... knocked them into my pocket.
Niles: That's an interesting phenomenon. I can't walk through a drug store without aspirin and decongestant leaping into my trousers!