Roz Quote #664

Quote from Roz in No Sex Please, We're Skittish

Roz: It's about my new job. It's a nightmare.
Niles: Didn't you just start today?
Roz: Yes. My boss already hit on me, I'm supposed to work nights and weekends, and my assistant is an idiot and I can't fire her 'cause she's, like, three minorities rolled into one.


 ‘No Sex Please, We're Skittish’ Quotes

Quote from Frasier

Frasier: I don't remember you having any complaints when we were in bed. I seem to recall hearing the term "stallion-like"!
Roz: I never said that.
Frasier: Well, one of us did.

Quote from Niles

Roz: Niles, I need to talk to you. You're not with Frasier, are you?
Niles: Why does everybody treat us like we're joined at the hip? I do have coffee with other people other than my brother, you know.
Roz: Good. 'cause I'm avoiding him.
Niles: Oh, then talk fast. He's meeting me in five minutes.

 Roz Doyle Quotes

Quote from The Good Son

Roz: Ever heard of Lupe Velez?
Frasier: Who?
Roz: Lupe Velez. The movie star in the '30s. Well, her career hit the skids so she decided she'd make one final stab at immortality. She figured if she couldn't be remembered for her movies, she'd be remembered for the way she died. And all Lupe wanted was to be remembered. So, she plans this lavish suicide. Flowers, candles, silk sheet, white satin gown, full hair and make-up, the works. She takes the overdose of pills, lays on the bed and imagines how beautiful she's going to look on tomorrow's front page. Unfortunately, the pills don't set well with the enchilada combo plate she sadly chose as her last meal. She stumbles to the bathroom, trips and goes head-first into the toilet. And that's how they found her.
Frasier: Is there a reason you're telling me this story?
Roz: Yes. Even though things may not happen like we planned, they can work out anyway.
Frasier: Remind me again how it worked for Lupe, last seen with her head in the toilet.
Roz: All she wanted was to be remembered. Will you ever forget that story?

Quote from Dr. Nora

Frasier: I have someone here with me today, someone you haven't seen for quite a while. There's something she'd like to tell you, something she's wanted to tell you for a very, very long time. Mrs. Mulhern?
Mrs. Mulhern: You little whore!
Nora: Mother!
Mrs. Mulhern: So, you thought you could get away from me, did you? Thought you could leave me to rot in that dump without barely enough cash for a bottle of Mateus. You'll pay for that, missy!
Roz: I was wrong, Frasier! Your way is better!