Niles Quote #961

Quote from Niles in Where Every Bloke Knows Your Name

Frasier: You don't have to rub it in. Anyway, I know I owe you an apology for the other night so, here. I've brought you a peace offering.
Niles: "Orpheus & Eurydice". Thank you Frasier. Oh, the Glyndeborne production! I don't have this one.
Frasier: You're going to love it. The choice is particularly moving, and Janet Baker's Act Three aria is...
[cut to Frasier and Niles' prep school days]
Young Frasier: -is quite simply the best contralto solo I've ever heard.
Young Niles: Thank you, Frasier. I don't have "Orpheus & Eurydice" on 8-track yet. But I'm surprised to see you. No woodworking club today?
Young Frasier: Oh, to tell you the truth, I've grown tired of that crowd, with their stupid bookends and birdhouses. As soon as I've finished shellacking my shoetrees I'm out of there.
Young Niles: You got thrown out, didn't you?
Young Frasier: I did not.
Young Niles: Frasier, I can see right through you.
Young Frasier: What are you a psychiatrist?
Young Niles: Oh, no, I'm not a psychiatrist but I can see it in your face...

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Quote from Frasier

Frasier: I am so sorry, Daphne. Now all I have to do is make this relatively simple shot, unless of course you'd like to concede defeat.
Daphne: Oh, that's typical American arrogance. We Brits don't know the meaning of the word "defeat".
Frasier: Oh, really, then I suppose you're not acquainted with a little spat we refer to as the Revolutionary War. Out of my way.
Daphne: Oh, just like a Yank. Insulting us Brits to cover up your inferiority complex.
Frasier: What exactly should we feel inferior about, your pioneering work in the field of soccer hooliganism? [laughs]
Daphne: Oh, say your worst .We both know there isn't as much dignity in this entire country as our Queen's got in her littlefinger.
Frasier: Oh, yes, you've really bested me there. What could be more dignified than a dowdy old sandbag who wears a flowerpot on her head. I win. The bar is mine. [Frasier turns around to see the British clientele stood menacingly behind him] Oh, lose the long faces, lads, I'm staying. Oh, good Lord, I hope you didn't take those little barbs about the motherland seriously.
Terrence: Perhaps you'd better leave now.
Frasier: Oh, Daphne'll tell you there's no greater Anglophile than I. I have all my suits made at Savile Row. You know, I spell "colour" with a "u!"

Quote from Niles

Niles: I gave Maris her birthday saddle. She was so thrilled she treated me to a little Lady Godiva impression.
Frasier: Oh, my.
Niles: Apparently, the oils in the saddle reacted badly with her cellulite cream and created a powerful epoxy.
Frasier: Oh, dear.
Niles: Yes, it took an hour and a full bottle of nail polish remover to get her free. Today, her poor little thighs were so sore the only way she could find comfort was to straddle a frozen butterball turkey.

Quote from Frasier

Niles: No, it was my antiques scout. The present I ordered for Maris's birthday has finally arrived. I got her the most exquisite antique saddle.
Frasier: Oh. How does it look on you?
Niles: You won't laugh when you see it. It is bejeweled but not overdone, much like my Maris. The craftsmanship is breathtaking. It's been so expertly restored you can barely see the stitching.
Frasier: Again, like Maris.