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Frasier:
By calling her so many times, you give her all the power! You're much better
off coming from a position of strength!
Niles:
Don't pour that sherry on your shirt, it will stain.
Frasier:
What?
Niles:
Oh I'm sorry. I thought this was the portion of the afternoon where we
give each other patently obvious advice.
Daphne: I've decided to make Grammy Moon's Sheeps' Head Soup. Don't worry, the name's a bit misleading. It's actually more of a stew.
Martin:
I was thinking maybe we could put it over the fireplace.
Frasier:
Yes, the fireplace, that's the first place I thought of too.
Frasier:
A hippo cannot possibly be as repellant as a rabid matador killing an epilectic
bull.
Roz:
Was the bull wearing a pork-pie hat and fishing off a dock?
Frasier:
Continue.
Frasier:
I'm the most ungrateful son there ever was!
Martin:
I can never do anything for my son!
Niles:
No one wants to come to my party!