Frasier: Is there anything I can get you, Niles? How about a cold pack, perhaps?
Niles: No, no. If Daphne ever comes out of her room, I'll just use her icy stare.

Niles: Frasier, if you don't mind, I'm going to have to cancel on the opera tonight.
Frasier: Oh, Niles, you know I hate going to the opera alone. Throwing a woman's shawl over the seat next to me and glancing expectantly back at the ladies room all night.
Niles: You do that?
Frasier: No.

Niles: Hey, why don't you ask Dr. Tewksbury if he'd like to go?
Frasier: Oh, no.
Niles: Oh, come on. Ever since his divorce I'm sure he's anxious to get out of the house.
Frasier: Well, we're in a quasi-therapeutic relationship right now. Truth be told, I was actually a little uncomfortable socializing with him at Nervosa.
Niles: Oh, I understand. You don't want to see the wizard behind the curtain. Everyone needs an idol, someone who represents a higher plateau of truth and knowledge.
Frasier: Very insightful, Niles. For so many years, I must have represented that plateau to you.
Niles: Thank you, Frasier. Laughter is indeed the best medicine.

Niles: Daphne, I'm sorry.
Daphne: Are you sorry for breaking your promise or for not believing me?
Niles: I'm sorry for breaking my promise.
Daphne: So you still don't believe I had a premonition?
Niles: Well, it wasn't a premonition...
Daphne: It certainly was! I told you if you went to Nervosa, something bad would happen, and you hurt your knee. What more proof do you need?
Niles: Something a little more scientific than that, I'm afraid.
Daphne: You need scientific proof? Well, I think we can do something about that.
Niles: What do you mean?
Daphne: There are people around who do this sort of research.
Niles: Are those people here now?

Frasier: I've gone blind. And ten seconds too late.

Dr. Morey: Well, we have your results.
Daphne: All right. I don't know why I'm a bit nervous.
Dr. Morey: So, Daphne, from what I see here...
Niles: Wait! Uh, wait. I don't think we should this, I don't want to know.
Daphne: What do you mean?
Niles: I'm sorry, I think this was a bad idea.
Daphne: Well, I thought you wanted scientific proof.
Niles: I changed my mind. I don't need a stranger telling me... anything about who you are. I want us to get to know each other on our own. Over time.
Daphne: I knew you were going to say that!
Niles: You did?
Daphne: No, but I loved hearing it.

Roz: Oh, Frasier.
Frasier: You got a minute?
Roz: We're not supposed to be working, are we? 'Cause I'm kinda busy right now.
Frasier: It's not about work.
Roz: Oh, come on in.

Frasier: When you were describing what attracted you to Dr. Tewksbury, I couldn't help thinking "That very well could have been me."
Roz: So?
Frasier: So, Roz, I've known you for, what, eight years now. And in that time I've seen you date hundreds of...
Roz: Careful.

Frasier: Well, anyway, I assumed it was because I wasn't your type. Then I see you drawn to someone who's similar to me.
Roz: You're jealous?
Frasier: Well, no, not jealous, not exactly. It's more along the lines of "Why everybody else and not me?"
Roz: Frasier, did you ever stop to think there may be something special about not being picked?
Frasier: Roz, that didn't work when I was cut from pee-wee football, it's not gonna work now.

Frasier: Wow, that was scary.
Niles: Don't tell me you believe in that stuff.
Frasier: No, I mean the way she can manipulate you like that.
Niles: Oh, please, I was just being diplomatic.
Frasier: Tell me, is it difficult to kickbox without a spine?
Niles: You're gonna find out.