Roz: Oh, my God. You have two women?
Frasier: At least.
Roz: And you're juggling them? And you're getting jewelry?
Frasier: Why is that so hard to believe?
Roz: Well, I guess since they cloned that sheep, anything's possible.

Kristi: You told me not to come because this was just gonna be some boring party with your mom's friends.
Kirby: Roz is my mom's friend
Kristi: She was your prom date!
Kirby: Damn, baby, why you got to be this way? I'm trying to show you respect by keeping you from seeing my other lady.
Roz: I was never his lady!
Kirby: Damn, baby, that's cold.
Kristi: She's old enough to be your mother, practically.
Roz: Damn, baby, now that's cold.

Frasier: Let the moment build. Besides, Niles hasn't arrived yet.
Martin: Oh, I'd be surprised if he came. He's terrified of this place.
Frasier: Still? My God, it's been thirty years.
Roz: What happened?
Martin: Oh, Hester and I brought the boys here when they were kids and Niles was running around, he bumped into the desert trolley and Stefano got hot and yelled at him and Niles got terrified and he, well...
Frasier: He vomited.
Martin: Right. All over Stefano's shoes. Then he ran out, hid behind the car and he hasn't been back in here since.
Roz: Poor little weenie.

Frasier: Roz, I can see how he's manipulating you. I'm an expert in human behavior.
Roz: Oh, really? Excuse me. I've heard your expert advice. The only mental disorder you've ever cured is insomnia!

Frasier: So why is it we have so much trouble making friends? Is it because we've become closed off? No longer want to reach out to our fellow man? Well, I'd like to think that if one of you listeners out there happened to see me on the street you'd feel free to walk right on up to me and-
Roz: Excuse me, Dr. Crane, we have to stop for a very important public service announcement. ... Have you lost your mind? You're opening yourself up to every creep out there.
Frasier: Oh, Roz, that's exactly the kind of cynicism I'm talking about. I, for one, happen to believe in the kindness of strangers.
Roz: Well I believe in the strangeness of strangers.

Frasier: My God, my God, this is unbelievable. A man has quit his job just because of a rumor that you spread!
Roz: Me?! The whole point of gossip is to talk behind the person's back, not in front of him. I didn't realize you were unclear on this concept!

Daphne: Well, I think you look particularly lovely tonight. There's a real glow about you.
Roz: Oh no! Oh God, not a glow! I'm sorry, I'm just a little jumpy. I had... kind of an accident, and I just haven't found out what the damage is yet. Actually, I need to check my machine. Do you know where a phone is?
Daphne: Yeah, there's one at the top of the stairs.
Roz: Thank you.
Daphne: Try not to worry. A few years back, I got rear-ended. Is that what happened to you?
Roz: Not exactly.

Frasier: Roz, I'm back.
Roz: Okay. She ditched her dress and she's hitting the sauce. What do you need, runway lights on the mattress?

Daphne: But what if he says something to me?
Roz: Just let him down gently.
Daphne: Oh, it never works out that easily. You know how it is when you say no to a guy.
Roz: Yeah... sure.

Simon: Listen to what you're doing, Roz. It's not very dignified, is it?
Martin: Come on Roz, give Simon a chance.
Roz: So he can stand me up again?
Simon: And miss my sister's wedding? Never. If you're worried about my appearance, I know where I can get my hands on some very nice Armani suits.
Martin: Or you could just grab one out of Frasier's closet.
Roz: What did you think he was talking about?