Frasier: Well, anyway, I suppose one consolation is, you know, as disappointed as I was with you after the pizza incident, here we are, all those years later, out at a batting cage.
Martin: Yeah, that's right. Come on, I'll get us a couple of beers.
Frasier: Thanks, Dad.
Martin: And, er, how many of these shiny things do you need for...
Frasier: Oh, shut up.

Frasier: Frederick, what have I told you about running in the house?
Frederick: You told me to never run in the house.
Frasier: Frederick, what have I told you about splitting infinitives?
Niles: Frasier, let the boy be a boy.

Daphne: Don't run away. I saw you. Your son just walked right in on me in the shower.
Frasier: Frederick!
Frederick: Dad, all I really saw was-
Frasier: I am very disappointed in you, young man.
Niles: Let the boy finish.

Frederick: So, when are we going to the game?
Frasier: Uh, in a bit. First we have to have a little conversation, the two of us. Uncle Niles, do you think you could give us a moment alone?
Niles: Oh, of course. I'll freshen up for the game. [to Freddie] You can fool them, but you can't fool me. I'm on to you, little man.

Frasier: Come on, Freddie. Come and have a seat, here. Okay, you're going to see me play some softball today, and I'm not going to play very well. You see, I'm not a good softball player.
Frederick: But Bulldog said you were the best.
Frasier: Yes, I know, he was just lying in order to be nice. The truth is, I stink. I can't catch, I can't throw, I can't hit.
Frederick: Oh.
Frasier: So, it must be pretty disappointing to hear for the first time that your Dad's not perfect, but...
Frederick: It's not the first time. You couldn't fix my computer. You thought Venus was the North Star. And, I've seen you run.
Frasier: Well, why didn't you mention any of these things to me before?
Frederick: I thought it might hurt your self-esteem.