Frasier: So does your old boss toast you every year when he celebrates his anniversary?
Charlotte: Actually, he's a she now, and my friend's kind of bitter. But I got the hang of it after that. Well, until I lost the business and came here and moved in with my crazy-ass mother.
Frasier: For what it's worth, it will get easier living with her.
Charlotte: [laughs] Is that your professional opinion?
Frasier: Actually, it's a personal one. My dad lives with me.
Charlotte: No.
Frasier: Mmm. 11 years.
Charlotte: Yikes.
Frasier: Yeah, yeah. It does take a while to adjust to each other before you're perfectly in sync.
Charlotte: How long did that take?
Frasier: I'll let you know.

Daphne: I've seen enough.
Harvest: Wait, wait. You'll see how Cindy pushes through the pain.
Daphne: I'm not pushing through anything. I'm having my baby the way God intended: in a hospital, numb from the waist down. Now, take your incense and your woo-woo stick and get out. [closes door] And you, stop acting pregnant. You're a man, for God's sakes.

Frasier: And what do you do?
Creationism Date: I'm a science teacher.
Frasier: Ah, serendipity. I'm a science man, myself. I suppose that's why Charlotte got the two of us together. Well then, what's your field?
Creationism Date: Well, my field is biology, but my specialty is creationism.
Frasier: Oh, well, I find that... Excuse me?
Creationism Date: You know, they're only in first grade, so they don't understand everything. But Brother William, he's our leader, he likes us to get them started young before they get their minds warped by all that fossil nonsense.
Frasier: Well, you know, I-I realize that Darwin had his detractors, but to call it nonsense seems a bit cavalier, don't you think?
Creationism Date: Oh, dear. You're one of those. You think we're descended from apes?
Frasier: Well, not recently, no.
Creationism Date: Do I look like an ape to you? Do I have hairy palms and a big hairy back?
Frasier: Would you like a drink?