Frasier: Oh, dear God. Not her!
Diane: That person's not wearing shoes.
Lilith: That's Nanette. His first wife.
Diane: She's going to get hookworm.
Lilith: He's obviously dredging up past relationships in order to identify a pattern.
Diane: Why, Frasier Crane, you were a hippie.
Frasier: I was 20. That was during my impulsive, rebellious phase.

Diane: Oh, pick her up. You can't ignore her.
Frasier: She's not a part of who I am anymore.
[Nanette, a typical '60s flower-child who is strumming a guitar, now appears in the back of Frasier's car]
Nanette: Do you remember that song?
Frasier: Apparently, I do.
Nanette:He composed it in college. It's how we met. He wrote it as a poem and was reciting it one night at the Human Collective when I joined in with my guitar. Would you like to hear it?
Frasier: No!
Diane: Yes, please.
Lilith: Oh, yes.
Nanette: It's called "Bangladesh: Dhaka before the Dawn." [singing] "I dreamt that I was riding a candy unicorn / As I went to meet my lady in the dewdrop crystal morn..."
Frasier: The Bangladesh part's coming.

Frasier: Oh, Solitude. This is what I needed.
Diane: Perhaps. But to quote Lord Byron, "It is in solitude where we are least alone."
Lilith: Smells like dirt out there. [seeing the cabin's interior] Whoa.
Nanette: Before Frasier sold out, we always dreamed of having a home like this, where we'd be surrounded by nature and need only the food that we grew and the shelter of each other's arms.
Lilith: It's amazing that marriage didn't work out.

Lilith: More avoidance, Frasier. Try to focus!
Diane: I just had a thought. Maybe it isn't Frasier's fault.
Lilith: Oh, denial, how nice to see you.
Diane: Frasier.
Frasier: Hmm?
Diane: It's your women. We leave you. It's in our nature. I left you.
Frasier: Yes. You did. You left me for Sam.
Diane: I left Sam, too.
Lilith: Diane, we're talking about Frasier. When we're inside your head, we'll talk about you.

Diane: I'm just saying that his women leave. [to Lilith] You did, too.
Nanette: So did I.
Frasier: That's right. You all did.
Diane: Oh, and poor Frasier, you keep on trying.
Nanette: He can't help it. He's a hopeless romantic.
Diane: Frasier, when are you going to learn? [sings] "Falling in love with love is falling for make-believe..."

Nanette: What's wrong with following your heart? Just because we left him doesn't mean the perfect woman isn't out there somewhere.
Lilith: That's the problem. Frasier thinks every woman is the perfect woman until he finds the deal-breaking flaw. [distracted by Diane's singing] You-, we... [to Frasier] Can you make that stop?
Frasier: I'm sorry. It's stuck in my head.
Diane: [singing] "I realized that I was unable to sing..."

Lilith: Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Don't you see what he's doing? He's pitting us against each other in order to avoid the real conflict within himself. We must work together.

Frasier: What does that mean?
Hester: Well, Claire was everything we ever looked for in a woman.
Lilith: And that terrified you.
Diane: Because inevitably she would have left you.
Nanette: And so, of course, you ran away.
Frasier: No, no, no. I left Claire because I discovered I had feelings for Lana.
Lilith: You created feelings for Lana...
Hester: Who was extremely flawed...
Lilith: So you'd have an excuse to leave Claire.
Frasier: Yes, but I didn't need an excuse. I didn't love her.
Lilith: You didn't want to love her.
Hester: She was too good.
Diane: And that's why you were afraid.
Frasier: All right, you're saying that I'm afraid of a good woman?
Hester: You're afraid of losing a good woman. Again.

Diane: She was probably great in the sack.
Nanette: Actually, I made a lot of distracting noises.
Frasier: All right, all right. This has been a lot of fun, but what's it going to take to get you people out of my head?
Lilith: Well, a little self-examination might do it.
Frasier: Fine. I'm a failure in love. I failed with all of you. I failed with Lana and with Claire, and with countless others in between. Happy?
Lilith: Failure is a result, not a cause. What's at the core?
Frasier: Perhaps there is no core. Maybe fate's just conspiring against me. Did you ever think of that?
Lilith: No, there's no such thing as fate.
Nanette: Ha. If that were true, there'd be no such thing as astrology.

Hester: What is the problem? Why can't you make it work with a woman?
Diane: Is it because they leave you?
Nanette: Have you stopped listening to your heart?
Lilith: Is it your unrealistic expectations?
Frasier: I don't know. [runs to the door] Leave me alone! I don't want to do this!
[Frasier opens the cabin door, but there's a crowd of women from Frasier's past there waving at him]
Diane: What is it?
Frasier: It's every woman I've ever dated. What am I going to do?