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.

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.

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.