Frasier
Thursdays on Paramount+Frasier Quotes
Frasier: We were in rare form today, weren’t we?
Lilith: Doing what we do best.
Frasier: Strange that in the middle of our sniping, I thought to myself, “Ah, the good old days.”
Lilith: I felt that, too.
You know, this has been a great trip down repressed memory lane.
Freddy
Eve: Freddy, maybe this is a chance for you and your parents to work things out.
Freddy: Give me one good reason I should try.
Eve: Because my son will never be in the same room with both his parents, but you have an opportunity here.
Good Lord. What were you doing? Lowering someone into a pit of alligators? Trying to raid a lost ark? Maybe romance a stone?
Frasier [to Alan]
Lilith: Frasier, I almost didn’t recognize you. I’m used to seeing you wedged between commercials for injury attorneys and walk-in tubs. I’m just joking. I’ve never seen your television show.
Frasier: It’s good to see you. But if you’re here, then who’s minding the children you’ve lured to your gingerbread house?
Frasier: It’ll be my time to shine once I show Frederick his gift.
Alan: Ah, a pen. Are you going to use it to write down what the present is?
Frasier: Growing up, Freddy’s favorite book was The Cather in the Rye. So, I did some legwork today, and I was able to secure this pen once owned by J. D. Salinger.
Frasier: After 30 years, what the hell’s wrong with us?
Lilith: You know people don’t easily change.
Frasier: I thought we were better than people.
Lilith: Hello, Frasier.
Frasier: Lilith. Dear God. Who looked in the mirror and said your name three times?
You’ll go from charming father offering a drink to his son’s date to deviant Lothario trying to steal his son’s date.
Freddy
Frasier: So that’s how you see me then. My glory days behind me. A retired show pony milling about. Chewing cud in a pasture, one broken leg away from the cold shock of the farmer’s shotgun.
Freddy: See, you get it.
I must say, we are clicking like a couple of frisky cicadas.
Good for you, Frasier. I’ve always admired your dewy-eyed optimism, you know, even though love’s been punching you in the face for the last, what, three decades.
Alan
