Niles: Mmm, that lemon sunrise smells refreshing.
Daphne: Ugh. Tastes like a cup of cold sink. Oh, it's hell to be pregnant.
Niles: I know.
Daphne: No, you don't.
Niles: No, I don't.

Daphne: I'm sorry I snapped at you.
Niles: Did you snap at me? I didn't even notice.
Daphne: That's because you don't listen!

Jane: Hello, Dr. Crane. I'm Jane Walsh.
Frasier: Hello, Jane. Please, be seated, won't you? I'm Dr. Frasier Crane. First of all, welcome. Whether our journey together lasts for years or just for one day, I can't tell you how excited I am to take this first step with you.

Jane: Have we met?
Frasier: Ah. I am in the media. So my face is recognizable. But don't let that inhibit you. Please, what's on your mind?
Jane: Okay, um... Well sometimes I feel this, this kind of sadness hanging over me.
Frasier: I see. And is this sadness triggered by anything...
Jane: Wait. Did you ever date a woman named Stephanie Walsh?
Frasier: Yes, a few years ago.
Jane: She's my sister. Yeah, I met you at a party once.
Frasier: Oh, well, then I'm glad that we cleared that up. Now, this sadness of yours, is it a general...
Jane: [chuckling] I'm sorry. I was just remembering something. Uh, yeah, I'm sad all the time.
Frasier: Yes, well, you are now at a place where you can feel free to express your...
Jane: [snorts] I'm sorry. I was just thinking about something my sister told me about you.
Frasier: Well, perhaps we should discuss it.
Jane: Okay. Um, you were in bed with my sister and, uh, right in the middle of things I guess you called her "Milady"?

Martin: You don't tell your pregnant wife you had lunch with your ex.
Frasier: Yes, I agree with Dad. Normally, I'm a proponent of telling the truth, but as a man who's dealt with a pregnant spouse, I say lie. Lie until your pants are on fire.

Niles: Oh, there you are. I was just calling to see if you were on your way.
Daphne: I used to move faster before I was carrying your child around in me.

Niles: Why don't I get you a soothing cup of herb tea and then I'll tell you what an interesting lunch I had today.
Daphne: Hello? Yes, he just stepped away. Who's calling? What do you want, Maris? It most certainly is my business. He's my husband now. You leave him alone. [hangs up, to Niles:] That was Maris! She has some nerve calling after all she put us through. How stupid does she think you are that you'd have anything more to do with her?
Niles: Right.
Daphne: Cheer me up. Tell me about your interesting lunch. Who was it with?
Niles: Frasier.
Daphne: You have lunch with him all the time. Wait a minute, I spoke to him earlier, he told me he was eating in.
Niles: And that's the interesting part, because just then Dad showed up and that clogged ear of his was acting up, so I took him to the doctor.
Daphne: That's not interesting. And your father told me he was going to the dog track.
[Niles starts to sniff to hold back a nose bleed]
Niles: And that's where it gets interesting, because, after the doctor we had lunch at the dog track. Let me just go check on your tea.

Niles: Well, I should run. The party's tonight and I have one or two finishing touches to attend to. Come along, Dad.
Martin: Huh?
Niles: Come along.
Martin: Oh, uh, gee, well you know, my ear's really startin' to...
Niles: Get in the car!

Gertrude: Oh, here she comes.
All: Surprise!
Daphne: My God, what a surprise. I've never been so surprised! Oh, thank you, Niles. All these people who mean so much to us. Mom and Frasier and [gesturing to Kenny] ... you. And our doorman.
Daphne: Doesn't he work with Frasier, that man at the big sandwich?
Niles: Well, once word got out, who was I to say "No"?

Martin: Calm down, Niles.
Niles: I can't. I'm telling her another lie every time I open my mouth.
Martin: Oh, get a grip on yourself, man. It's called "marriage"!