Frasier: Bebe, throughout our relationship, I have put up with a lot. But I never doubted for an instant your devotion to my career. Apparently, that is at an end. And so, therefore, is my association with this agency. And, screw, may I add, you!

Niles: What's the big deal? Why do you hate going to the doctor so much?
Martin: Everybody does.
Daphne: Not my brother Billy. He loved going to the doctors. From the time he was a little boy, he'd start getting undressed in the car. And mind you, that was just for the dentist. As he got older, he volunteered for medical studies, supported himself getting all sorts of experimental drugs pumped into him. [goes into the kitchen]
Martin: Think she's finished?
Niles: Wait for it.
Daphne: [returning] One year, he grew little boobies.

Bebe: Well, you've become too big to be served by the efforts of one adoring mortal. That's why I'm bringing on more firepower.
Frasier: Oh, I like the sound of that!
Bebe: I thought you might. Frasier, meet your new agent, Portia Sanders.
Portia: Pleased to meet you.
Frasier: We've met. Several hundred times. This is your assistant.
Bebe: Not anymore. Now she's a full-fledged junior agent.
Frasier: She brings me coffee. [takes the cup she's brought]
Bebe: She'll bring you Juan Valdez on a donkey if that's what you want.