Martin: Simon, how about a little breakfast?
Simon: Oh, no thanks, Marty. I've already had a lovely crispy golden waffle and a foamy cappuccino down in the Winnebago.
Martin: The Winnebago? That doesn't have a waffle iron or a cappuccino maker.
Daphne: Wait a minute. These gifts look like they've been unwrapped and then wrapped again. Simon!
Simon: You know what that is, Daphne? That's a bread maker, which you did not register for. Some people are so bloody thoughtless.
Daphne: That's stealing. These gifts are going back.
Simon: Never! Returning used merchandise is unethical. And I for one will never be party to it.

Niles: Excuse me. [answering his cell phone]
Daphne: Poor Donny. He must be devastated. I'll never forgive myself for that. Maybe I should go and see him.
Frasier: I wouldn't, Daph. You know, Donny and Mel have suffered a terrible blow. They'll need space and time to lick their wounds. Believe me, in the emotional state they're in, the last thing they'll want is to speak with either of you.
Niles: [on the phone] Hold on. Frasier, could you hold it down? It's Mel.
Frasier: That woman never misses an opportunity to show me up.

Niles: Here we are, the end of the driveway. Which way shall we go?
Daphne: Well, to the right is Seattle, and to the left, I guess, is Canada.
Niles: Any thoughts?
Daphne: Well, what's left for us in Seattle? Ex-wives, an ex-fiancé, a tangled mess of bitterness and hurt feelings.
Niles: Yes, but an excellent symphony and world-class dining.
Daphne: Then there's Canada, a fresh start, a chance for adventure.
Niles: Grizzly bears.