Niles: Frasier, don't be angry with me but I do have one theory.
Frasier: Yes, Niles, I was wondering when you'd get around to that. So, just allow me. I was so ashamed of my chickening out at the rally that I grabbed at the first fight that came my way. Of course, it turned out to be the wrong fight and I needlessly lost my job. So, if you follow that theory through to the end, this heady feeling of euphoria I'm experiencing right now is frankly nothing more than a deep-seated denial.
Niles: So, have you considered it?
Frasier: Not for a second!

Frasier: What has happened to me, Niles? I used to be so courageous. To fight for things. When did I become
so middle-aged? So timid?
Niles: Don't be so hard on yourself, it's part of life. We all get a bit more cautious as we get older.
Frasier: Not me. God, it was only five years ago I packed up my whole life in Boston, moved across the country to start over. That took real courage. Now, ha-ha, the biggest risk I take is saying to Dad, "Hey, let's go out to dinner, you pick the restaurant".

Bulldog: Hi, I'm Bulldog Briscoe.
Gil: And I'm Gil Chesterton. When Bulldog and I are out on the town together...
Bulldog: Whether it's opening night at the opera...
Gil: Or rooting our Mariners to victory...
Bulldog: We always round of the evening in the same way: With a nice relaxing cup of "Happy Dreams" tea.
Gil: Mmmm.
Bulldog: We're making some right now. How many lumps do you like, Gil?
Gil: One, please. [Bulldog hits two wooden blocks together] Ouch! Gets me every time.
Bulldog: "Happy Dreams" tea, one cup, you'll have happy dreams the whole night through. [after finishing] Yes, perfect. One take.
Gil: Well, my ouch could be a bit more convincing.
[Bulldog presses record and slaps Gil around the back of the head]
Bulldog: We'll splice that in later.