Daphne: Yeah well, if we're having company, someone should have been cleaned up. Because someone hasn't been smelling so fresh lately. Because someone is long overdue for a tub.
Martin: Hey, I took a shower this morning.

Daphne: You know I was talking about Eddie. He's long overdue for a-
Martin: Hey, don't! Don't say that word.
Daphne: What word?
Martin: B-A-T-H.
[Eddie runs away]
Frasier: When he yawns it may smell like swamp gas, but his spelling's improving.

Martin: Kinda hard to tell, isn't it? They all look like they did time.

Frank: Still drinking the Ballantines, I see.
Linda: Yeah. When you kick off, that company's going down the tubes.
Daphne: Oh, yeah. Many's the time I come home to see cans of them, lined up one after another on the coffee table, like little tin soldiers they are.
Martin: Yeah, thanks a lot, Daphne. Don't you have a dog to wash?

Martin: Well, I guess there's only one thing left. How about it, Fras? You figured it out yet?
Frasier: Actually, I believe I have. Shall we step into the drawing room? Please have a seat.
Martin: Okay, Sherlock. You've got center stage.

Niles: Thank you. Certainly playing fast and loose with his tips for a man who drives a van.

Rocco: You owe me two hundred dollars.
Frasier: Oh well, I'd gladly pay you, but I-I don't have that kind ofcash on me.
Niles: Even if he did, it would be absurd to bring it into a place like this. You know, with the kind of element you might run into-
Frasier: Niles!

Frasier: Listen, listen. I'm a psychiatrist, maybe we can talk this out in sessions. You know, it seems that you have some control issues.