Niles: Just enough time to show you the John Steinbeck first edition I bought at the rare book fair. "Saint Katy the Virgin" in like-new condition.
Frasier: Yes, well, she'd have to be, wouldn't she?

Frasier: What has happened to this place?
Niles: I know. It's like running into a movie star you worshiped as a child, only time has left her hair brittle, her eyes
sunken and dull, her skin waxy and sallow.
Martin: Well, I got quite an appetite. How 'bout you, Daph?

Niles: The owner's going to have his hands full trying to find a buyer for this place.
Frasier: Yes, alas. I'm afraid we've found one old relic who's time has come to be put out of his misery. [Otto arrives with the menus] Oh no, Otto, I didn't mean you.

Frasier: Of course, we'd need a new chef.
Niles: I happen to know the chef at Emilio's is very unhappy.
Frasier: Yes, everyone knows that. The man's scungili is a cry for help.

Niles: Dad, Frasier, isn't that Otto?
Frasier: Oh my God, I believe it is. You know, Otto is legendary here. He's been with them forever. He never writes a single thing down. He keeps it all in his head. Otto!
Otto: Oh, coming up. Your check, sir.
Frasier: No, no. Wrong table. We would like menus, please.
Otto: Sorry. I hate it when we get crowded.

Daphne: Why are Americans always in such an almighty rush to tear things down? At home, we treasure our antiquities but you people just can't wait to bring in the bulldozers.
Niles: You know, I'm inclined to agree with Daphne.
Frasier: I'll try to contain my amazement.

Frasier: First rule of the kitchen, Niles, remain calm. [noticing Maurice] No, no, no! I told you individual cups, you oaf!

Frasier: We've got a lot of very important clientele out there.
Niles: Yes, the Governor's table alone has two state senators and the head of the Immigration Bureau.
[The kitchen staff all run out]

Frasier: Dad, Daphne, we need your help, we've had a little disaster.
Martin: [loudly] Disaster?
Frasier: Will you! The entire staff has walked out. It's a long story. Daphne, I need you in the kitchen, and I need you behind the bar. You can gloat later.
Martin: I'll pencil it in.

Gil: We're simply salivating to try your anguilla. We hear your chef's an absolute wizard with eels.
Frasier: Well, that was his old specialty. You really must try his new specialty: scrambled eggs. ... Eels it is.