Frasier: And we're back, let's get straight to the phones. I'm listening.
Woody: "Dr Crane? It's Woody. I'm in Seattle and I'm a little lost."
Frasier: Well, Woody, in today's fast-paced, high-pressure society that's not uncommon. Just why exactly do you feel lost?
Woody: "Well, I've been driving around for about an hour, I can't seem to get out of the airport."
Frasier: Oh, Woody, Woody. Oh well, listeners, this is an old friend of mine from back in Boston. Well, how you
doing there, you old cowpoke?
Woody: "I was doing okay, but all this talk about today's fast-paced, high-pressure world's starting to get me down."
Frasier: Yes, well I have just the cure for that. How about dinner?
Woody: "Sounds great. I'm in town all week. "
Frasier: And I'm free all week. How's tonight?
Woody: "That'd be great. So I hear you're on the radio?"
Frasier: Yes I am, Woody. And so are you.
Woody: "No, no, no. I'm still tending bar at Cheers. Whoo. How do these rumors get started?"
Frasier: Believe it or not, listeners, Woody and I are picking up right where we left off.

Audrey: "So, Dr Crane, I don't see why I should fix the dumb dress when my sister can't even fit into it anymore."
Frasier: Audrey, you borrowed the dress, you tore it. As an old Greek haberdasher once said: "Euripedes, Eumenides." [laughs]
Audrey: "What?"
Frasier: It's just a little joke on the ancient dramatist Euripedes and the mythological Furies.
Audrey: "Huh?"
Frasier: Just fix the dress.

Frasier: Put a bullet in my head.
Martin: What's going on?
Frasier: My God. I have absolutely nothing in common with this man, except things that happened ten years ago.
Martin: But I thought you had a fun time last night.
Frasier: Oh well, yes. And we had exactly the same time this afternoon, and it wasn't nearly as fun. The same stories, and variations thereof, being forced to laugh over and over. I swear, if I never get another shoulder noogie I will die a happy man.
Martin: Oh, don't feel bad. You've been a good friend and you've shown him a nice time, and now all that's left is for you to go in there and tell him goodbye.
Frasier: Yes, I guess when all this is over I'll have learned a very valuable lesson. Sometimes you can have too much of a good thing. You have to know when to say "When." The past is just that, the past. You can never go home again. Less is more.
Martin: Wish you had started with that last one.