Frasier: Stop it! Stop it! Stop this madness! Look at yourselves!

Niles: What is Eddie doing?
[As Martin talks, Niles uses his handkerchief to wipe away a smudge on the balcony doors]
Martin: Oh, he's waiting for a pigeon friend of his. We call him Barney. Flies on the balcony every day and they stare at each other. Those crazy animals. Yesterday, they did it for three hours. No, I'm not making it up, I watched them the whole time.

Martin: What happened to your wrist?
Niles: Oh, uh, she rolled over in her sleep and pinned me again. I even saw it coming this time, like the big rock in that Indiana Jones movie.