Sherry: What a town, huh? Great food, terrific theatre, just too darn easy to get married. [looks at Niles] You're separated, right?
Niles: Yes.
Sherry: Oh, I've been there. Listen, you want my advice?
Niles: Well...
Sherry: Don't mope! Get right back in the saddle. My Mum always used to say to me, "Honey, the only way to get over someone is to get under someone." [Martin laughs] It's good, right? Well, Momma had lots of sayings like that.
Niles: I didn't know Mae West had children.

Frasier: Dad, Dad, listen, I've got something that I think you might like to have before you tell Sherry whatever it is you want to tell her.
Sherry: Oh, he's already told me.
Frasier: He has? Well, that is just wonderful and may I say, it's about time. I couldn't be happier for you.
Sherry: Well, that's nice to know.
Martin: Frasier!
Frasier: I'd like you to know that everybody is one hundred percent behind this decision. My God, we're all so excited.
Martin: Frasier!
Sherry: Well, I'm so glad that you're so happy your father's breaking up with me.
Frasier: Breaking up? ... I had no idea.
Sherry: And you get paid to help people through their difficult moments?

Martin: Hey, sit down, Sherry. Come on. You know Fras, Sherry is a big fan of your show.
Sherry: Oh yes, a big fan. Well, as a matter of fact when my friend Donna's marriage was on the rocks, you were the one that she called for advice.
Frasier: Really? And did my advice prove helpful?
Sherry: That's not important. You cared. That's what matters.

Pat: Oh. There's my Suzy Q. Oh! I brought something for you. Now, I know that you like Hunger Games, so here's an article about how it's being shown in Japan. Oh, now this is about the dangers of sexting. It's not good, Sue.

Frankie: Where's Dad?
Pat: Oh, I convinced him to stay home. He's such a stick in the mud. Takes an act of congress to get pants on him. He only wears velour.
Frankie: Mm. What's with the paper towels?
Pat: Oh, I didn't know if you had any. You don't always shop. I telling you, Frankie, these are the best. You can get them wet, wipe up a spill, wet them again, dry them out, and use them over and over again. I'm carrying them everywhere lately.

Frankie: I'm sorry if I drove an hour and a half to be with my mother on Mother's Day. I had no idea it would be an inconvenience. I just thought it would make you happy.
Pat: Frankie, I am never alone in this house. Your dad is always here, asking me about this, asking me about that. "Can I eat this?" "Where's my raincoat?" Now he's out with his possums, and I just wanted a minute to frost my damn hair, and drink my damn wine and listen to my damn music without getting anyone anything, or making anybody any grilled cheese sandwiches with potato chips in the middle.
Frankie: Oh, my God. I'll bet your sciatic nerve isn't really acting up. I'll bet you just made that up as an excuse to not see me.
Pat: Oh, come on, you know how sciatica is. It comes and goes.
Frankie: Oh, I don't know. You were boogying down pretty hard there, Lady Flash.
Pat: It comes and goes.