Daphne: Oh, Martin, look at you. Sitting in your chair all sour and grumpy.
Ronee: You must be drunk in this picture, Niles. You've got your arm around a floor lamp.
Niles: Oh, no, that's Maris in her Easter hat.

Opal: What are you doing?
Frasier: Well, you as an athlete should know the time-honored tradition of hoisting the victor on one's shoulders.
Opal: They never did that to me.
Frasier: Well, you finished third, didn't you?

Frasier: This is the most difficult part of the process. I am using a technique known as behavioral exposure therapy. Climb higher, Ever higher, conquer your fear!
Janelle: Wow, Frasier Crane in action.
Frasier: No, please. No peeking! You don't want to cause a setback.
[After Niles puts the medal back in its place, he slips off the ladder and is hanging from the shelf by his fingertips]
Frasier: Everybody freeze! This is the moment of truth. I haven't done this since my days in med school.
[As everyone looks away, Frasier walks over to Niles, seats him on his shoulders and carries him over to the crowd]
Frasier: Hurrah! He's done it! He's conquered all three!