Frasier: No, I came down here to simply say that my brother deserves membership more than I do, and I would like to step down in his favor.
Mr. Drake: Are you serious?
Frasier: Yes. Yes, I am. After all, blood is thicker than port. [sips the port] I stand corrected.

Niles: If you think I look smug now, wait till you see me next week. If all goes well, my lapel will be sagging under the weight of a solid gold membership pin.
Roz: Well, you'll certainly fit right in with all those greedy, arrogant blue-bloods who wouldn't cross the street to spit on the rest of us.
Niles: Don't jinx it, Roz, I'm not in yet.

Niles: Now, I've also done some research on our competition, and frankly, I don't think we have to worry. One of them flies coach. [Niles and Frasier chuckle condescendingly]

Frasier: Oh. Oh, yes. Oh, it's everything I've ever imagined it would be and more.
Daphne: What's that smell, Dr. Crane?
[Frasier sniffs the air]
Frasier: That's power.

Frasier: Oh, Daphne, listen, call me Frasier. I don't want people to know that you work for me, all right? If anyone asks, we've been dating for six months.
Daphne: Alright, Frasier. Anything else, Frasier? Now, are we in love, or is this just a physical thing, Frasier?
Frasier: Oh, now just stop that!

Frasier: On a completely unrelated topic, where's Maris?
Niles: The last I saw, she was apologizing to one of the other candidate's wives. Apparently, Maris bumped an entire chafing dish of crabmeat into the poor woman's décolletage.
Frasier: Accidents will happen.
Niles: Yes. As long as they keep the hors d'oeuvres flowing, they will.

Frasier: Dad, what are you doing?
Martin: I'm teaching Eddie a new trick.
Frasier: With my twenty-six-dollar-a-pound imported prosciutto?
Martin: Aw, wait'll you see it. It's worth it.
Frasier: Not unless he can sing the love duet from Tosca.

Daphne: Give me your shirt. I'm not going down without a full load. [Martin takes off his shirt] Have you got anything white?
Martin: Yeah, but you're not getting 'em.

Frasier: Yes, as I was saying, although my brother may seem a bit priggish at times, believe me, he's one of the
most discriminating people I've ever known. In fact, I think you'd be hard pressed to find a bigger snob in this
room.

Niles: It gets better. There are actually two vacancies, so my chances are doubled. Edgar van Cortland has been indicted in that savings and loans scandal. Frasier, I think my time has come.
Frasier: Well, I'm very happy for you.
Niles: That's very generous of you, especially knowing you've always dreamed of a membership yourself. A lesser man would be jealous. ... You're not, are you?
Frasier: Not at all.
Niles: Did I mention that they have a planetarium on the third floor?
Frasier: [sharply] So?!
Niles: I think my work here is done.