Daphne: Some friend you are. How can you be with that rutting pig after what he did?
Frasier: I don't see what's so wrong about being friends with Roz's ex-boyfriend.
Daphne: Well, if you think there's nothing wrong with it, why are you hiding it from Roz?
Frasier: Well, because I, um, uh- [Martin enters] Dad, a man has a right to choose his own friends, doesn't he?
Martin: Sure! 'course, I think you're a rotten Judas for stabbing Roz in the back this way.

Frasier: Oh, Niles, what are you doing here?
Niles: Well, I'm taking Daphne to the concert.
Daphne: Yes, he said he'd rather go with me than anyone else.
Frasier: Indeed. Well, sweet dreams.

Martin: Niles.
Niles: Dad, I know you're still peeved about me taking Eddie to the spa-
Martin: Kennel.
Niles: Anyway, I-I brought a little peace offering.
Martin: Bribe.

Niles: Dad, it's from Smokey Mountain Farms. Five different meats in one big box.
Martin: Not the "Slaughterhouse Five"?
Niles: They don't make a Slaughterhouse Three.

Frasier: We can, uh, go over and catch Marsalis at the jazz café, because "thar he blows!" [laughs] No, no, it just came to me.