homersimpson_esq -> RE: Frasier - hello Seattle we love you (12/11/2007 8:36:54 AM)
Some of my favourite quotes come from when Frasier is at work.
Frasier to a caller: Roger, at Cornell University, they have an incredible piece of scientific equipment known as the tunnelling electron microscope. Now, this microscope is so powerful that by firing electrons, you can actually see images of the atom, the infinitesimally minute building blocks of our universe. Roger, if I were using that microscope right now, I still wouldn't be able to locate my interest in your problem. Thank you for your call.
Doug: ... And she doesn't want to do anything or go anywhere and she literally hangs around the house all day. I mean, it's very frustrating...
Frasier: I'm sorry Doug, can we just go back a second? You said your mother literally hangs around the house. Well, I suppose it's a pet peeve of mine but I suppose what you mean is that she figuratively “hangs around” the house. To literally hang around the house you'd have to be a bat or spider monkey. Now, back to your problem?
Doug: Do you mind if we stop while I tell you my pet peeve?
Frasier: Not at all.
Doug: I HATE IT WHEN INTELLECTUAL PINHEADS WITH SUPERIORITY COMPLEXES NIT-PICK YOUR GRAMMAR WHEN THEY COME TO YOU FOR HELP. THAT'S WHAT I GOT A PROBLEM WITH! [hangs up]
Frasier: ...I think what he means is, that is a thing with which he has a problem.
and in Café Nervosa
Niles: I'll have a grande half-caf latte, with a whisper of cinnamon, and for my father, plain coffee. I cannot emphasize the word "plain" enough. No foam, no cinnamon, no exotic flavors. If it is not plain, I take no responsibility for the consequences.
Waitress: How about a biscotti?
Niles: All right. But when you bring it, call it a cookie.
or between Niles and Frasier
Frasier: Niles, you're a good brother and a credit to the psychiatric profession.
Niles: You're a good brother too.
Niles: What is that? Rain?
Frasier: No, God is crying!
Niles: I asked a simple question.
Frasier: Do you ask any other kind?
Frasier: Dad, do you think we're odd?
Martin: No, you're not odd. You're just "special." Your mother told me that when you were kids, and I still believe it.