Frasier: I'm sorry, do you have anything higher?
Maitre d': I'm sorry, sir. I will look for a cushion.

Ronee: This is fun, you know this is the first time Marty and I have been our with another couple. ... And Frasier. It's fun being out with Frasier, too.

Niles: Mrs. Gablyczyck, these new shirts, did Mrs. Crane ask you to buy them for me? Because I already have shirts just like these.
Mrs. Gablyczyck: [heavy eastern European accent] No, no. After I wash, I pin them and wrap in plastic. You not like?
Niles: No, no. I like very much.
Mrs. Gablyczyck: Thank you, mister.

Daphne: We can't put up with stealing just because she's good at what she does.
Niles: First of all, she's not just good at what she does, she's brilliant! [holding up his plastic-wrapped shirts] She's an artist.
Martin: Tell you what. You give me five minutes with her, and if she's hiding anything, I'll get it out of her.
Niles: Dad, we are not going to coerce a confession out of this woman based on circumstantial evidence.
Mrs. Gablyczyck: [chimer dings] Oven is clean. Now I scrub down dishwasher.
Niles: Oh, Mrs. Gablyczyck, you dropped some... money.
Mrs. Gablyczyck: Thank you, Mister.
Niles: All right, Dad, you've got five minutes.

Waiter: Good evening, sir. Would you care for something to drink?
Frasier: Yes, as a matter of fact, I would. I'd like your finest bottle of Barolo, please. Why don't you come back in a minute and see what the lady likes.

Kenny: This is my cousin I was telling you about. This is Dr. Crane.
Liz: Dr. Crane, I heard your show today. It was great.
Frasier: Well, is this, uh, your first time in Seattle?
Liz: Yes, it is. I'm a fine arts dealer, but I'm considering a curator position at the Seattle Art Museum.
Frasier: That's impressive.
Kenny: Oh, that's nothing. She teaches kids ballet, and she rock climbs. She plays the harp. Oh, what am I doing. I haven't introduced you. Dr. Frasier Crane. Liz Wright.
Frasier: It's lovely to meet you ... Miss Wright.

Kenny: Could have really used your help there, Doc.
Frasier: Yes, well, you know, I'm just about finished up here.
Liz: You know, we wouldn't want to interrupt your date.
Frasier: Oh, it's not a date. It's not a date. It's just a little business thing. You know, I'll tell you what. I'll just wrap things up here, and then I'll come and help you wage the battle for Seattle.

Ann: Man, oh man, that place was a madhouse. I got so tired of waiting I just decided to hold it. I'm so glad you picked Italian. I love macaroni.
Frasier: Ah.
Ann: That's another thing we have in common, I guess.
Frasier: [chuckling] Well... Uh, you know, Ann, uh, first dates are funny. Um, sometimes it takes a while for two people to click. Sometimes you know right away, and, uh, I think when you do, you should just feel free...
Ann: You are so cute. Click!
Frasier: What?
Ann: Click, click. The sound of us clicking.

Daphne: I'll give you one last chance to tell the truth, Mrs. Gablyczyck, because if we watch this tape, we'll have no choice but to call the police.
Mrs. Gablyczyck: I see tape.
Daphne: All right. I'm putting the tape in. Here I go. I'm pressing play. Now I'm switching the input from cable to video. Niles, get ready to call the police.
Martin: Hey, that's me.
Daphne: Yes, I used an old tape of your birthday party, but the surveillance part's coming up. Last chance, Mrs. Gablyczyck, it's coming up!
Niles: Okay, I have to step in here...
Mrs. Gablyczyck: All right, all right. I stole.
Daphne: You did?
Mrs. Gablyczyck: I didn't think you know. I bring it back. [goes to kitchen]
Niles: Well done, Daphne. Oh, but I'm so disappointed, I was really hoping you were wrong.

Ann: Are you sure that's all the little bunny wants to eat? Just a little green salad?
Frasier: The bunny had a big Mexican lunch. You know, if you're feeling full then I'm sure they could wrap up the rest of that for you.