Frasier: I wrote this letter just before I came to Seattle hoping for a reconciliation. She only just now found it.
Niles: Didn't the Captain and Tenille sing this?
Frasier: Like they own those five words!

Frasier: Niles, I have a life here that suits me, and yet I can't help wondering if there is still some chance for reconciliation, if it's worth exploring the feelings that- that I'm feeling. Do you think I should see her again
tonight?
Niles: Frasier, like most patients who come to a therapist, you already know the answer to the question you're posing. You just want me to agree with your decision and support you whether I share your opinion or not.
Frasier: Yes, but I don't have an opinion in this case.
Niles: I'm sure you do.
Frasier: But I don't.
Niles: Well, then I can't help you.
Frasier: All right, all right. I think in my soul, I'm leaning toward taking the next step and, uh, seeing if there's
anything ... there.
Niles: That is what you should do.
Frasier: Why?
Niles: You know why.
Frasier: Damn it, Niles!
Niles: Frasier, you know why.
Frasier: All right. We have a long history together, we-we have a son that we both adore. There were some good times, and when they were good... whoo-ah!
Niles: Well, it seems our minds are pretty well made up, aren't they?
Frasier: Yes, they are. Thank you, Niles. I don't know what I'd do without you.
Niles: Yes, you do.
Frasier: Drop it!

Frasier: I must be early, I see you haven't had a chance to put up your hair yet.
Lilith: Oh, I thought I'd leave it down tonight.
Frasier: Really?
Lilith: Yes, after several hours of careful deliberation, and weighing all the consequences, I decided to be playful. I'm glad you invited me to dinner.

Lilith: I was insane to divorce you!
Frasier: Oh God, you're in my thoughts every waking hour!
Lilith: You're the only man I've ever loved!
Frasier: So are you!

Frasier: Well, boy, it's funny how life takes it's little turns, isn't it? Yesterday morning when I woke up, I never imagined I'd be waking up here this morning.
Lilith: Indeed.
Frasier: And I mean, it's not that we were overly impulsive or anything, or that what we did was wrong, I just-
Lilith: This is a mistake.
Frasier: Oh, thank God you said that! Oh, it's not that last night wasn't very enjoyable, but who are we kidding? You've gotten on with your life, I've gotten on with mine. I've got a new career, I've reestablished relationships with my family, I've got a whole new set of friends. For the first time in years, I'm happy. I mean, for us to even consider getting back together, it's just the stupidest thing two people could do.
Lilith: I meant the eggs. I ordered poached, not fried.
Frasier: Well, you didn't let me finish, you see. After I played Devil's advocate, I-
Lilith: Oh, Frasier, don't insult me. That's how you really feel, isn't it?

Frasier: Oh, Lilith, are you crying? God, I'm sorry. Once again, I've led you down an emotional primrose path. Lilith, I never meant to hurt you. I don't blame you if you're mad at me.
Lilith: I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at me. I don't even know what I'm doing here. I've just been so lonely over the last year, and when I found your letter, it was like a life preserver. I'm raising a child alone. I'm scared. I always thought of myself as a strong and independent person, but the truth is, I'm afraid. I guess that's why I convinced myself that I was still in love with you.
Frasier: You mean you're not?
Lilith: No, I'm not.
Frasier: Well, that's good. So then what happened last night was only because you were lonely, and I was-
Lilith: We all know what you were, Frasier.

Frasier: And, you know, I can't help telling you this. Even though we're not in love anymore, you were always the most exciting lover I ever had. I think in your heart of hearts that you'd say the same about me.
Lilith: They screwed up the toast, too, I ordered rye.
Frasier: Lilith?

Frasier: All right, now, now, there she is. All right, now — now listen, it's just one evening out of your life. Will you at least try to be civil?
Niles: All right, but I refuse to be warm.

Niles: It appears you have come to some sort of a crossroads.
Frasier: Oh, that's a nice tidy little way of saying I'm in hell.

Frasier: You want to bag dinner?
Lilith: There's a bed and an honor bar, what more do we need?
Frasier: Come to me, my white-hot flame!