Frasier: God, she [Bebe] is obnoxious.
Niles: Mmmm. Though alluring, in a buxom, bad-girl kind of way.
Frasier: Oh, shut up, you horny idiot.

Bebe: Please. I won't be the same Bebe you knew. I'll change. I'll be like Ben. Only competent.

Bebe: [running after Frasier] Darling, you forgot to sign!
Niles: Oh, you reconciled. Congratulations, I'll just be off to Maris's.
Frasier: Sit down, Niles. I'm still with Ben.

Ben: Sorry I'm late. I took my son's troop on a nature hike and little Noah got a bee sting, so I rushed him to the emergency room, then I came straight here.
Frasier: It's all right, we've got five minutes.
Ben: Excuse me. [Ben goes over to the coat rack]
Roz: Now, Frasier, you know Bebe can make you a better deal.
Niles: Listen to Roz.
Bebe: Listen to Niles.
Frasier: I'm not listening to any of you. My God, am I the last man on God's green earth that's still willing to stand up for a principle?
[Ben returns wearing only his scouts uniform]
Ben: Should we go over those demands for ol' Mr. Hammer?
Frasier: ... Ben, could we have a word?
Niles: [on the phone] Hello, Maris!

Frasier: Uh, listen, I don't think it's news to you that things haven't been going so smoothly with us, and I think I'd feel more comfortable with Bebe. I know this must seem a bit of a shock to you, but, ah-
Ben: Heck, no. I saw this coming. Yesterday, when you threw that little couch at me, I thought to myself, "This is not a happy client."
Frasier: Thanks for understanding.
Niles: [o.s.] Taxi!