Roz: Now, Daphne, if the jewelry wasn't that good and the sex wasn't that good, what have you really lost here?
Frasier: Dr. Roz wades in with the "Gabor approach" to therapy.

Martin: What are the Sonics thinking last night? If you're two for fifteen from behind the arc, why do you still give it to your two-guard instead of jamming it down to your big man in the paint?
Frasier: Eddie, I believe that question was directed at you.

Frasier: Rodney?
Daphne: Yes, you won't believe this. Last night, Roz insisted on taking me to this bar she calls "The Sure Thing."
Frasier: How flattering. They've named a bar after her.

Frasier: Say, have you got time for a coffee before you go?
Adelle: That'd be nice.
Frasier: Splendid! Gives me a chance to debut my Limoges coffee set, a series of six unique cups, each one representing a different wife of Henry VIII. My antique dealer just found an "Anne of Cleves" to complete the set.
Martin: He loves to rub it in. I'm still looking for a "Wilma" to complete my juice glass set.

Niles: So, what do you think?
Frasier: She seems very nice.
Niles: She's fabulous. I know it's only been three dates, but I feel as though I've been rescued. I no longer have to worry about becoming one of those pitiful losers embittered by a failed marriage, leading a lonely pathetic life of... fulfillment and good times.
Frasier: Shouldn't you make a beeping noise when you back up like that?

Frasier: Here we are, coffee. Milk's on its way, Niles is still steaming.

Rodney: Nothing smells quite so heavenly as a freshly brewed cup of coffee. Well, perhaps one thing does. [He sniffs Daphne's hair]
Daphne: Oh, stop that! [laughing] He just loves to smell my hair!
[A smashing sound is heard from the kitchen]
Frasier: Anne Boleyn?
Niles: [o.s.] Catherine of Aragon.

Frasier: Niles, look.
Niles: I don't believe it! The betrayal! No one treats Daphne like that!
Frasier: Niles! Whatever you do, do not engage him in a physical fight. The whole thing would just look too weird.

Niles: Hello, Adelle.
Adelle: Oh, no.
Rodney: I know this may look a tad incriminating, but the truth is—
Niles: Oh, spare me, you ludicrous popinjay. I know exactly what's going on here, I saw the whole thing from my table.

Daphne: I guess I'm just in more of a mood to hear about his negative qualities right now.
Niles: Oh, well. He's kind of a know-it-all, a bit fussy...
Daphne: Has to have everything just so. He's nuts about cleanliness, then there's his clothes, his precious shoes-
Niles: I don't like this road we're on.