Martin: Here, I'll give you a hand.
Daphne: Yeah, and no cracks, old man. I know I've gotten heavy and I've resolved to do something about it.
Martin: All right, on three. One, two, three! ... Maybe the super has a hand truck.
Daphne: Kill me!
Frasier: [entering] Good lord, what happened?
Niles: Daphne twisted her ankle and fell. Come help us lift her.
Martin: Okay, boys. Now be careful. Use your legs.
Daphne: Oh, bloody hell. I'm wearing two different shoes.
Martin: Daphne, I just thought of something funny. It took three Cranes to lift you!

Martin: What happened?
Niles: Oh, Daphne tripped over something and fell.
Martin: Where's Eddie? Oh, my God! Eddie! Eddie! ... Oh, there he is. I thought he might've ran away or something.

Daphne: That sure was a snooty restaurant. The waitress' eyebrows nearly hit the ceiling when I asked for a doggy bag.
Niles: I don't know what their problem was. The people at the next table barely touched this pork chop.