Kenny: Great spread, Niles. Kenny Daley, Frasier's boss. Roz invited me. Sorry I didn't bring a present.
Niles: Actually, you did. A baby blanket. You'll find it in the pile on the table.
Kenny: Great. Oh, by the way, your wife's a peach.
Niles: My wife isn't here yet.
Kenny: Oh, no. Whose stomach did I just rub?

Frasier: Kenny, who's that last guy on their team?
Kenny: Oh, uh, Wayne Shafter. He's their new general manager.
Frasier: So...we meet again, Wayne Shafter.
Kenny: You know him?
Frasier: We went to high school together. He was the captain of the football team - Mr. Popularity - and my chief rival for the affections of our Swedish exchange student Giselle Johannson-Janson.
Kenny: Yeah, so, uh, how'd that work out?
Frasier: Great. We got married and had six kids. What do you think?

Kenny: Frasier's up next. He's not here yet, what the hell am I gonna do?
Niles: Well, he'll be here in a minute. Just go up there and stall.
Kenny: [panicked] Stall? ... Stall?
Niles: Yes, like that.

Kenny: I can't believe it. I mean, I always felt some chemistry between you and the doc, but... wowza. This can't hurt ratings.
Roz: Calm down, Kenny. It isn't true.
Kenny: [laughing] Yeah, right. Hey, you didn't do it here at the station, did you?
Roz: Of course not.
Kenny: Hey, as long as it wasn't on my couch, who gives?

Kenny: Hi.
Frasier: Oh, hello.
Kenny: Twelve bucks.
Frasier: Right.
Kenny: Hey, aren't you that new radio shrink at KACL? Dr. Frasier Crane, right?
Frasier: Yes, yes I am. It's always nice to meet a fan.
Kenny: Well actually, I'm in the radio game myself. This pizza thing is just paying the bills until a job opens up. Maybe you could put a good word in for me down at the-
[Frasier closes the door]

Kenny: Before you say no, let me remind you that employee evaluation season's-
Frasier: Kenny! Roz Doyle is no gofer. She is a producer. And if she should earn a promotion, which she richly deserves, it will be based on her merits as a producer.
Kenny: Fine. I'll go myself. Why do they have those mannequins so damn sexy?

Kenny: There she is. Now, I gotta warn you, Doc, she's uh, in a eelchair-way.
Frasier: Does her handicap preclude her from understanding Pig Latin?

Kenny: Where the hell is he?
Roz: I don't know. I called his cell, I called his house... You're going to have to go on for him.
Kenny: Me?
Roz: Yeah, you. Well, I'm not. Last time I did it, it was a total disaster!
Roz: Aren't you always saying you used to be a DJ?
Kenny: Oh, twenty years ago. I can't do that anymore!
Roz: Well, it better come back to you. You've got five seconds.
Kenny: I can't. I'm a nervous wreck. My palms are sweaty, my mouth is like cotton... [suddenly smooth talking] Hey, Emerald City, Kenny Daly here! Master of the Mike, Baron of the Booth, the Man of the Hour, too sweet to be sour! The doctor's out today, but Kenny's here, filling the seat, takin' the heat! I might even throw in a call or two to Grandma Gert. [old lady voice:] But no kids, I hate kids! Whoo-hoo, she's in a mood today!

Kenny: Well, I'd like you to think about coming back to work tomorrow because the first thing in the morning I'm calling the "Happy Dreams" people and telling them you're uncomfortable with their ads. At KACL, the talent comes first.
Frasier: Well, what can I say but, see you tomorrow.
Kenny: This is so great. Oh, I'm so relieved. You know what, can I buy you a beer just to show we have no hard feelings?
Frasier: I would love that, as long as I don't have to endorse it afterwards.
Kenny: [laughs] Ouch! Zing, I guess I had that one coming.

Frasier: Kenny. Kenny, what's going on?
Kenny: Actually, it's the darndest thing. I got fired.
Frasier: What? How did that happen?
Kenny: Well, I told the sponsors you wouldn't read their ads. The next thing I know I'm getting called into Mr. Martin's office in the Black Tower. I told him that sponsors are easier to replace than talent. He said I was easier to replace than anybody. Then he called me a pinhead and took my Coke away.