Frasier: Mr. Martin, hello.
Joe: Do you have an appointment?
Frasier: Mr. Martin, my name is Dr. Frasier Crane and I'm here with some of the other talent from KACL. My producer, Roz Doyle; Gil Chesterton, food critic; Bob Briscoe, sports; Tooty Feingold, the story lady; Ray Schmidt, the Greengrocer and Miss Judy, arts and crafts. I'm sorry, Judy, I don't know your last name.
Joe: I don't have time for this, I'm in the middle of a board meeting. Please.
Frasier: This will only take a moment, Mr. Martin. This morning you fired Kenny Daly, a wonderful station manager and a man of integrity. That is a very rare quality in this industry, I promise you. You fire all the Kenny Dalys, what are you left with? A bunch of sycophants and "yes" men. Am I right?
All: Yes, you're right.

Frasier: Now, it would be a great risk to hire Kenny back, but I'm here to tell you that the man who stops taking risks in life pays a very dear price indeed. I know whereof I speak. I can see that I'm getting through to you, so let me just leave you with one last question: What kind of radio station do you want?
Joe: You know, Dr. Crane, that is the exact question I've been asking myself all through that board meeting. As you know, our ratings are down and the number crunchers in there think they can fix this thing by sucking up to our sponsors. Ha, ha, well that's not what I think.
Frasier: Bravo!
Joe: Thanks to you, I'm going with my gut on this one.
Frasier: You bet you are.
Joe: I'm going to march right in there and tell them that we're doing it my way. No more talk.
Frasier: Exactly, action.
Joe: No. No more talk radio. From this moment on, the station is all Latina music, all the time.
Frasier: I beg your pardon?
Joe: Thank you, Dr. Crane, I'm going back to my roots. I may have walked out of that meeting Joe Martin, corporate sellout. But I'm walking back in José Martinez, risk-taker.

Bulldog: All right, move it. Person waiting for the booth here. [honks horn]
Frasier: That is not amusing when you do it in the men's room, it's not amusing now.

Gil: All ready then, Bulldog?
Roz: What are you two doing?
Bulldog: We're recording an ad for a new sponsor. We've only got a minute here so scram both of ya! Oh, by the way, Roz, baby or no baby, your ass has never looked better.

Roz: How sick is that?
Frasier: Oh, he's just being Bulldog.
Roz: No, that I liked hearing it.

Frasier: What the hell was that?
Roz: It's the new station manager's idea. They're getting some of the on-air talent to record commercials for the new sponsors. You're not disappointed he didn't ask you to do it, are you?
Frasier: Oh, yes Roz, about as disappointed as I was when that hypnotist at the Christmas party picked them to come up on stage and groom each other like monkeys.
Roz: Oh, yeah, you were really lucked out at that party. He didn't make you do anything silly. No, sir. [laughs]
Frasier: Roz.

Protest Leader Hey, this is great. Look, everybody, it's Dr. Frasier Crane from the radio. [crowd cheers]
Frasier: Hello. Good to see you.
Protest Leader Dr. Crane, would you like to say a few words?
Frasier: Well, all right. Well, I'll keep it simple. Be strong, people. Our cause is just. To the barricades! [crowd cheers]

Cop: Disperse now or we will take action.
Frasier: What do you suppose they mean by that?
Protest Leader We're not going anywhere, are we?
All except Frasier: No!
Frasier: You don't think they're talking about a jail sort of thing here, do you?
Daphne: Who knows? Exciting, isn't it?
Protest Leader They're going to have to drag us out of here, aren't they?
All except Frasier: Yeah!
Frasier: They don't actually drag people away anymore, do they?
Protest Leader They're too afraid to arrest us, aren't they?
All except Frasier: Yeah!
Frasier: Well, now you're just provoking them.

Protest Leader All right people, you had your warning.
Frasier: They weren't kidding. Well, there goes the first lucky martyrs to our cause. Well, at the rate they're dragging people away there'll be nobody left to protest. You know, Daphne, I better go get some reinforcement.
Daphne: Dr. Crane, Dr. Crane! Where are you going?
Frasier: Solidarity, brothers!

Patrick: "Anyway, we've been fighting a lot and she's never in the mood for sex anymore. I think she must be having an affair."
Frasier: Now, now, Patrick. Let's not give in to paranoia. Just because your wife is avoiding sex lately it doesn't mean she's being unfaithful. You said yourself you haven't been talking lately. Why don't you try reopening the lines of communication tonight by surprising her with a nice romantic dinner?
Patrick: "Tonight's no good, she's working late on her boss's boat again. But tomorrow's okay, thanks, Dr. Crane."