Niles: Well, don't let it make you crazy, Frasier. At some point we all run into someone who's our superior.
Frasier: Oh, it's just that I've never dealt with this sort of thing before.
Niles: Never?
Frasier: I can see how that might be baffling to you. As my younger brother, you've dealt with this sort of thing all your life.
Niles: Yes, well, at least we know he won't out shine you in the egomania department.

Frasier: You're right, I'm being a bit silly about this thing, I suppose. I just wish I could one flaw, one area where I'm his superior.
Niles: Well, I'm sure you will. [taking a sip of the "Pink Weber"] Although it won't be in the drink department, this is heaven in a glass.

Daphne: Hey, Dr. Crane, your friend Clint's quite a charmer.
Frasier: Yes, he is, isn't he?
Daphne: Do you suppose he's single? I was just getting up the nerve to give him my phone number.
Clint: Excuse me, everyone. I just want to thank you all for this warm welcome to KACL and as a token of my gratitude, I'd like to share this song with you.
Frasier: Clint, there's been a little change of plan.
Niles: Yes, I'm going to be your accompanist now.

Robert: Monsieur, I'm so glad you find my foods so amusing.
Niles: Oh, Robert, he's only joking. Keep on slicing.
Martin: Oh, come on now, even you've got to admit this whole store's kinda nutty.
Robert: Pardon?
Martin: Fourteen dollars for a pound of goat's cheese? God, for that price I ought to be able to get a whole goat.

Frasier: Good afternoon, Seattle, this is Dr. Frasier Crane. Before we start our regular program, I'd like to take this opportunity to introduce you to Dr. Clint Webber. Clint, if you're anything like I am, you'll spend your first week trying to figure out what all these buttons do.
Clint: Actually, in college I ran the radio station.
Frasier: Ah, well, things may have gotten a bit more sophisticated since then. For instance we have here a cough button.
Clint: If I'm not mistaken that's the echo button.
Frasier: Of course it is. All my listeners are familiar with my now-trademark "echoing cough".

Robert: Now for a difficult one.
Niles: Firm, velvety rind, a bit smokey. Mmm, applewood, I think.
Robert: Oui.
Martin: This is what I get for sending you to sleep-away camp in France.

Robert: Can I help you with anything else, monsieur?
Martin: No thanks, this six-dollar can of dog food will be fine. It sure teaches me not to leave my shopping till the last minute again.

Niles: Oh, is it Reblochon?
Robert: You are good, Dr. Crane.
Martin: Yeah, he's a regular cheese whiz.

Martin: Whoa, eighteen dollars a pound. This salami's good, but it's not that good.
Robert: That saucisson was aged for six months and was cured in a small village at the foot of the Pyrenees at Gilder Brown. It's a steal at that price.
Martin: You got that right, pal.

Niles: Dad, if you want to wait outside, I'll be through in a minute.
Martin: What? No, I'm fine. Whoa-ho, look at all these different kinds of olive oil. Virgin, extra-virgin. Extra-virgin?
How does that work? [laughs] Well, I guess if you can cure a sausage.