Martin: That was your brother. He wants me to pack a suitcase for Daphne for her trip to Cancun. Now I'm gonna have to go through her unmentionables.
Frasier: I wonder if I'll ever see another unmentionable.

Frasier: [singing and playing the piano] I'm through with love. I'll never call again.
Martin: You're gonna be like this all night, aren't you? [to Daphne] It breaks my heart to see him like this. Fortunately, I can't see him from McGinty's.

Martin: Hey, Fras. How did that speed date thing go?
Frasier: Actually, I didn't go, Dad. I went to the hospital instead.
Martin: That's nice.
Frasier: Dad, you're not listening.
Martin: Oh, I'm sorry son. What happened? Are you all right?
Frasier: Actually, I tripped and sprained my shoulder, but I'm actually feeling no pain because I met a beautiful young woman.
Martin: Oh, is she a nurse?
Frasier: No, she's the girl that tripped me. Her name is Monica, she's a commercial artist, she's cute as a button, and she's a danger to herself and others.

Frasier: [on the phone] Hi, Monica. Yeah, injured anybody lately? [laughs] Really?

Frasier: Tomorrow night, I have a date with an angel! [starts dancing to samba music]
Martin: Oh, you're gonna be like this all night, aren't you?
Daphne: McGinty's?
Martin: I'm way ahead of you.

Martin: Oh, come on, Fras. You've been moping around here all week. Why don't you join me at McGinty's? It's crazy around there on Valentine's Day. Last year, McGinty hired this fat guy in a diaper to go around shooting a bow and arrow at people. No, wait. That might have been the Super Bowl.
Frasier: You had me right up until "diaper," Dad.

Niles: I was going to wait until after dinner to tell you this, but I can't. In three hours, you and I are going to be on a plane to Cancun.
Daphne: Oh. I barely have time to pack.
Niles: It's already taken care of. Dad packed a bag for you.
Daphne: Oh, Mr. Crane. I've never been this happy in my life!
Niles: I'm happier than you are.
Frasier: Excuse me. There's somebody trying to watch Behind the Music here.

Frasier: It's now 7:45. At this precise moment, she should be receiving a jeroboam of chilled champagne.
Martin: You're really laying it on thick, aren't ya?
Frasier: Oh, God, Dad, you don't know the half of it. This morning, she was awakened by a string quartet on her porch. Then, when Monica arrived at her office, there were seven dozen roses on her desk. A dozen for every day that I've known her.

Niles: Oh, this is a disaster. We have reservations to fly to Cancun tonight.
Daphne: Really?
Niles: Well, we can't go now. I can't possibly sit still on a plane for five hours with this rash you've given me.
Frasier: Now, Niles, please don't let a little mistake disturb the most magical evening of...
Niles: Oh, the whole weekend is ruined!
Daphne: Well, I said I was sorry.
Niles: I even had Dad pack a bag for you!
Daphne: You did what? You let him go through my things? How could you? [slaps Martin]

Frasier: Oh, Kenny, look at you.
Kenny: What can I say? Under this gruff exterior beats the heart of a true romantic. I just love love.
Roz: So where's your wife?
Kenny: She had plans.
Roz: Come on, Kenny, I'll buy you a drink.
Kenny: Great.