Frasier: Dad, this is Edward, Emily's uncle. He's her partner in her art gallery. Uh, Edward, this is my father, Martin.
Edward: Pleased to meet you, Martin.
Martin: Same here, and my friends call me Marty.
Edward: Then Marty it is. I love what you've done with this place. It's the perfect blend of sleek elegance and [pointing to Martin's chair] audacious whimsy!

Martin: Oh, you like it, huh? Do you know, Edward's my favorite name.
Edward: Really?
Martin: Yes, I even called my dog Eddie. Eddie! Here he is.
Emily: Oh, a Jack Russell. He loves Jack Russells.
Edward: I have three of them. All girls.
Martin: Oh, well, we ought to get them together. Who knows, maybe a little romance'll bloom.

Frasier: You know, Dad, maybe we should go fetch our new friends some drinks.
Emily: I'd love some white wine.
Martin: How about you, Ed?
Edward: Why not a beer?
Martin: Oh, a man after my own heart.

Frasier: Boy, you are really something!
Martin: What?
Frasier: You actually told Emily's mother that you were gay.
Martin: Well, you said not to offend her. I thought that was a pretty good way to get her to cool her jets without hurting her feelings.
Frasier: Dad, there's something you don't understand. You see, she told Emily.
Martin: She got a problem with it?
Frasier: Oh, no, she's pretty okay with it.
Martin: Oh, I get it. You're worried she'll know I'm straight and find out I've been lying to her mother.
Frasier: Dad.
Martin: Oh, well, don't worry about it. I'll gay it up a little.

Martin: Emily, have I told you I love your hair.
Emily: Thank you, Martin.
Martin: It's divine.

Emily: What did I tell you? I knew they'd hit it off.
Frasier: Yes, I had a feeling myself.
Martin: And you didn't say a word, you scamp.

Edward: Our loved ones seem determined to thrust us together.
Martin: Well, don't let them pressure you.
Edward: Congratulations, Marty, on having raised such a splendid son. I envy you your bond.
Martin: Do you have kids?
Edward: Just one. George. He's thirty-five and he has consecrated his life ... to bowling. I join him when I can, but...
Martin: You're not wild about it.
Edward: No. I mean the shoes. Strange isn't it, the things we'll do to be close to our children.
Martin: Oh, yeah. I've let Frasier drag me to all kinds of places I didn't want to go to, just so that I could spend some time with him. You know, sometimes it's hard to humor your kids but...
Edward: It's what we do, we're fathers.
Martin: Exactly.

Edward: Delighted.
Niles: Hello.
Edward: You needn't look so startled. I can assure you, there's nothing funny going on.
Niles: Oh, good.

Frasier: Where's Dad?
Edward: He's in the kitchen with his boyfriend.
Frasier: Oh. ... Niles, what brings you here?
Martin: Well, it's my place, too! [laughs] I can have company if I want. Emily, this is Niles.

Emily I didn't realize your father was seeing someone.
Frasier: Well, actually, I didn't think he was. Since when were you two an item?
Martin: Oh, a few weeks now. We didn't say anything about it, yet, because ... well...
Niles: So many reasons.