Daphne: Sorry we didn't get a toast out of you, Mr. Crane.
Martin: Oh, I'm sorry. I really wanted to, Daphne, but I just felt kind of awkward.
Daphne: Oh, It's all right. Anyway, I should be toasting you. I'm gonna miss you, you rotten old sod.
Bartender: Ballantine okay?
Martin: Oh, yeah, that's my beer! Yes. You know, I just found out they're gonna quit making this stuff?
Frasier: Really?
Martin: Yeah.
Frasier: There's the end of an era.
Martin: That's right. It's gonna be one sad day when I get down to my last one. You know, it's funny. You get used to having something in your life. It's part of your day. You just take it for granted. Then, suddenly it's gone and you realize how much it meant to you.

Roz: This is gonna be awful. Here I am at a wedding, sitting next to a guy who dumped me.
Frasier: Oh, come on Roz, you won't be alone. You'll be on the arm of a well-known Seattle boulevardier and radio star.
Roz: Frasier, I can't go with you. I mean, going to a wedding with your boss is like going to the prom with your brother.
Frasier: Niles and I did not go to the prom together! Our dates were sick and we went stag.
Niles: In retrospect, yes, we should have canceled the horse-drawn carriage, but hindsight is 20/20.

Roz: I dated him all last summer and he dumped me.
Daphne: He's going with my bridesmaid Annie. I have to seat the bridesmaids together.
Roz: This always happens to me. Is there no place I can go without running into some guy I've dated?
Niles: I was reading about a Trappist monastery in the Amazon that they somehow built into the treetop.
Roz: Shut up, ya big doily.