Frasier: What the hell was that?! [exits]
Daphne: What are you looking for?
Niles: The ring. I dropped it when that cannon-
Daphne: [sees it] It's in the pate! Eddie, no!
Frasier: [returning] This is just our luck! When the gun went off, it startled a truck driver, he slammed into a lamppost. Now the entire roadway is blocked! Can anything else go wrong at this wedding? [seeing Niles & Daphne's faces] What?

Frasier: Hurry, please. We've only got the skywriter until five. Clint, would you please turn up that air conditioning to the maximum? That ice sculpture over there is by the renowned artist Arthur Nudzac, and it's melting already.

Dr. Hauck: Boy, no easy ones today. Talk about hitting the ground running.
Niles: Is this your first day?
Dr. Hauck: Yep. I'm not in Kansas anymore.
Niles: Where'd you go to vet school?
Dr. Hauck: Kansas.

Niles: Excuse me?
Daphne: Oh, a Moon boy I know how to handle. But what if he's a little genius, teasing me in French by the time he's six?
Niles: That is so funny. I've been worried he's gonna turn out like one of your brothers. I was sure when he kicked that speaker off your belly, that you had a little Simon in there.

Daphne: Are you sure you know what you're doing?
Dr. Hauck: Oh, I've assisted in many deliveries, ma'am. In fact, one just took blue ribbon at the Kansas State Fair.
Daphne: Oh. Oh, my God. Oh.
Dr. Hauck: Easy now. You're doing great, girl.
Daphne: Don't call me that. I'm not a bloody poodle!

Rachel: Is everything okay in here?
Dr. Hauck: We're fine.
Rachel: Okay. If you need any help, I'm a registered nurse. [starts to leave]
Daphne: Oh, get the hell back in here!
Dr. Hauck: Easy, girl.
Daphne: Stop that!

Ronee: What's happening?
Frasier: There's been a bit of a mishap with a cattle truck, and-and the A.C.'s out. But no matter! Right, people? It'll take more than that to mar our joy at seeing these two become Mr. and Mrs. Martin Crane.
[cannon booms]

Frasier: [answering the phone] Hello? Well, finally, Niles! Stop babbling! Listen, Niles, you'll have to speak up, I can't hear you with that baby screaming in the backgr... Oh, my God!

Daphne: Isn't he perfect, Dad?
Niles: He certainly is, Mom. He's got your eyes and my chin.
Daphne: He's got my hair.
Niles: You think so?
Daphne: No, he's got my hair. Let go, dear.

Rachel: Here we go.
Frasier: Oh my God, he's beautiful!
Ronee: Yeah, that twin's gonna be jealous his whole life.