Roz: [answering the phone] Roz Doyle. Frasier, where are you? What? [to Kenny] He's at some mall, he's still got ten minutes of parking left. [on the phone] You know, you don't have to use the full twenty minutes. [Roz pulls the phone away from her ear as Frasier begins to yell] [to Kenny] He knows that. [on the phone] What are you doing? What? You lost me after "Gandhi."

Noel: Hi, Dr. Crane.
Frasier: Hi, Noel.
Noel: Hi, Roz. You've never worn that sweater on a Tuesday before.
Roz: I've asked you to take your hands out of your pockets when you talk to me.

Roz: So, boys, where's my cut?
Niles: What are you talking about?
Frasier: I promised her a cut. You see, I was so busy at work taking orders I needed her help.
Roz: You know what it's really good on? Scrambled eggs. And pizza. And potato skins!
Frasier: Yes, Roz, welcome to caviar.
Roz: At work, during the show, I'm just sitting there thinking, "Two hours to caviar. One hour to caviar." You don't have any on you do you?

Martin: You don't think they're gonna...?
Frasier: Oh, I have no idea. Try not to think about it.
[A fireworks display can be seen from the balcony]
Roz: Wow, he really is good.

Frasier: Look at this! My so called "wind proof" umbrella. I might as well use one of those little paper ones they put in Polynesian drinks!
Roz: Oh, I've got a big collection of those; they remind me of wonderful evenings that I can't remember.

Frasier: Look, I owe you an apology, Roz. It's not the hormones. You're embarking on a tremendous life-changing journey. Now, naturally, anybody would be emotional. For what it's worth, I think you're handling it beautifully.
Roz: Oh, thanks, Frasier. I'm fine. I just need to go back to work. [angry again:] My God, my pen is out of ink!
Frasier: Well, let's not discount the hormones all together.

Roz: Tony, it's Roz. Could you get security up here? Captain Kirk's got control of the bridge and he's gone insane.

Roz: Frasier, we have got to get our old time slot back.
Frasier: Don't worry, Roz, we will she just moved us to break our spirit.
Roz: Well, she can saddle me up and ride me around the coffee room. I can't do this again.

Frasier: Well, you're the one who's supposed to keep track of who's on what line.
Roz: Okay, let me make it easy for you: freaks! Freaks on Line One! Freaks on Line Two! Freaks, everywhere!

Bulldog: What are we gonna do, Doc? He's leaving us.
Roz: Bulldog and Leo were tight.
Frasier: Well, Bulldog certainly is.
Bulldog: I love that guy, man. He'd give me all his leftovers.
Roz: I warned Leo, you keep feeding him, he'll keep coming back.