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Niles: I'm going down to that precinct house, and I'm not leaving until I get justice. Well, not exactly justice, I suppose, more like preferential treatment, but I'm not leaving 'til I get it!
Frasier: Who better to mend the fragile fabric of a troubled marriage than a man whose business address is a wharf!
Frasier:
Do you suppose that's him?
Niles:
I doubt it. That overcoat is Armani!
Frasier:
Good point, Niles. Where would a criminal come up with the money for something
like that?
Niles:
Well, you see, last week my lady got on the wrong side of "Larry law,"
and since then certain, shall we say "complications" have arisen, and in
brief things have got "hot hot hot" and we believe you are the man to "turn
on the air conditionin'."
Jerome:
I sense you are a film buff, Dr. Crane.
Martin:
So Jerome, you didn't tell us what line of work you're in.
Daphne:
Oh wait, let me guess! I'm a bit psychic. Let's see... you're some sort
of doctor. An osteopath, perhaps?
Jerome:
No.
Daphne:
Well that's odd. I can see you hovering over people with broken bones.
Niles:
I heard you on the radio today. I thought what you did was noble. To what
South American nation will you be fleeing?
Frasier:
Like I'd tell you. One minute of interrogation and you'd crack like a Jordan
almond.
Jerome:
It may interest you to know that over the years I've called in favours
to get Miss Brandy 14 jobs. She lost all of them.
Frasier:
So you're saying she's had trouble finding her niche?
Jerome:
No, I'm saying she's a dodo. Now you may love the dodo, you may think the
dodo is beautiful; you may even wish to marry the dodo. But you do not
encourage the dodo to fly!