Martin: And Claire, I just want you to know how glad we are that you're here. I don't remember Frasier being this happy in a long time.
Frasier: Out of swordfish, too?
Waiter: I'm sorry, sir. May I suggest the pepper steak?
Frasier: Steak? That's what we should eat at Belize's finest seafood restaurant? There's an ocean full of fresh fish not fifteen feet away, but why not try a slab of artery-clogging, hormone-injected, frozen red meat instead?

Frasier: Actually, I'm planning on asking her to go to Belize with me next weekend.
Niles: Oh, Belize-imo!
Frasier: You'd better Belize it!
Niles: Let's see what we can do with "Ecuador."
Frasier: Maybe later.

Lilith: All right. Why does this dream about Lana upset you?
Frasier: I don't know.
Lilith: Are you sure?
Frasier: Lilith? Do you think I know how to be happy?
Lilith: Of course you do. You just like a challenge. You've never been one to take the easy road.
Frasier: Well, it seems I've skidded right off the road this time and into a ditch. A deep one.
Lilith: Well, you could try to throw it into reverse and spin your wheels for a while. Or you could get out into the ditch and get yourself a little dirty.
Frasier: I see. Lana's the ditch, right?
Lilith: It's your metaphor.
Frasier: Yes, well I guess I've got some thinking to do. Thanks for talking, Lilith.
Lilith: Anytime. I love you, Frasier.
Frasier: I love you, too.