Cheers

Sam: Are you drinking again? Rebecca: Certainly not. I never stopped. Sam: So you want to talk? Is this about getting married tomorrow? Are you getting cold feet? Rebecca: Certainly not. I am perfectly prepared to marry Robin and spend the rest of my life wth him. I'm just not particularly looking forward to it. Sam: You know I don't get that. All you've done the last two years is talk about getting married to this guy. Rebecca: Well I'll tell you. It is one thing to love somebody who's serving time for your. It's another thing serving time with them.

Sam: Do you think I ought to go see [Rebecca], Lilith? Lilith: I'm going to tell you what I tell all my patients, what do you think? Sam: They pay you for that? Lilith: What do you think?

Lilith: It's a dangerous combination: a karaoke machine and an obsessive personality whose parents used to play Broadway cast albums to drown out their lovemaking.

Sam: I think you've definitely had enough. Rebecca: Sam, I'm toasting. Sam: You're toasted plenty.

Rebecca: To my sweet baby, Robin. We may not have much but we have each other. Carla: Then you don't have much.

Rebecca: A single white rose. I wonder what this means. Carla: Well if it means the same thing it does in my family, you better have Clavin start your car tonight.

Frasier: (about the karaoke machine) Just what we need, a loud abrasive noise making machine. Norm: Frase, don't pick on something that can't defend itself. Cliff: Thank you, Norm.

Rebecca: Hey you guys, look what it says on my Limerick-A-Day calendar. Carla: Oh let me guess. There was an old maid named Becks who went a long time without sex. Rebecca: Carla, why does your humor always have to be at someone else's expense. Carla: It's what makes me laugh.

Norm: Frasier, I never play Vera either, but I'd miss her if a couple guys wheeled her out of here on a refrigerator dolly.