[Frasier returns to his apartment to find the large surround-sound speakers have been erected.]
Frasier: Oh, dear God! It's Stonehenge!

Niles: It seems so unhealthy. Isn't she going to serve anything at Dad's party but meat?
Daphne: Sherry says that's what he and his old cronies like best. With drinks, she's serving cocktail franks. For appetizers, we're having a sausage medley. And for the main course, there's a choice of meat loaf or meat balls.
Niles: I assume these colorful balloons are for the between-course angioplasty.

Sherry: Good news. I found a guy who can sculpt an exact replica of Marty's old police badge out of six pounds of liverwurst.
Frasier: Oh. How reminiscent of the cream cheese gavel they gave Thurgood Marshall on his eightieth.