Martin: I still don't know what you were thinking. Middle of the night, deserted street, picking up a strange woman.
Niles: A very strange woman.
Frasier: Well, obviously I wasn't thinking. Thank God now it's all over. I'll just spend a quiet weekend here with Frederick. [glancing at the newspaper on the doormat] Oh, dear God!
Niles: "Doc's Pal Is a Mock Gal"

Daphne: Look, Dr. Crane, I just wanted to say you're the victim here.
Frasier: Thank you.
Daphne: Yeah, American society's so close-minded when it comes to sexual experimentation. In Europe...
Frasier: Daphne, I didn't do anything wrong.
Daphne: Well, exactly. That's what I'm trying to say.

Frasier: May I offer you a ride?
Laura: Oh, thank you. I waved at you a couple of times, but I didn't think you saw me.
Frasier: Yes, well I noticed you, I was just having sort of a bad daydream. So, where can I take you?
Laura: Same place you're going.
Frasier: [panicked] Oh, dear God. You're...
Laura: Laura Hilton. I live in your building.
Frasier: Of course, Laura. Hi.
Laura: I'm so glad you stopped when you did.
Frasier: Oh, I'm certainly glad I stopped, too.