Norm: [about Cliff] Frasier, straighten him out, OK. What happens to old, dead skin?
Frasier: Apparently, it sits on bar stools and drinks beer all day.
Sam: You can't get into the main computer without Rebecca's secret password. You know that.
Carla: Yeah, well, I'm trying to figure out what the password is.
Norm: Well, it's usually something personal.
Sam: How about loser.
Carla: Tried it.
Norm: Ah, flunky?
Carla: Tried it.
Woody: How about hardworkingyoungwomanwhonevergetstherecognitionshedeserves.
Carla: It's too many letters.
Woody: How about screwup.
Rebecca: Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute you guys. Let's not jump to any wild conclusions here. Let's just look at the facts. Now, all we really know is that Robin is using my secret password to break into my corporation's confidential files, and from the date on these, well it looks like he's been doing it since, well since the day after we first slept together. So all I think we can conclude by this is...
Rebecca: [cries out] ... I am too stupid to live.
[the guys are talking about the hardest wood to cut through]
Cliff: Hey Doc, what do you think the toughest thing to cut through is?
Frasier: Your unending bull.
Rebecca: [about Robin] Would it be so terrible if I didn't turn him in? What would happen?
Sam: I'll tell you, he would go to jail and you would go to jail too.
Rebecca: I know, I know. Any chance we'd go to the same jail?
Sam: Honey, how much you going to take before you realize this guy is no good for you.
Rebecca: I don't know, I don't know Sam. How much does it take when you're in love with someone. You know, I heard stories about you and that Diane girl. You put up with her for five years - five years - what about that?
Sam: Sweetheart, if I could have sent her to prison, don't you think I would have?
Jim Montgomery: [about Rebecca] You might also tell her that we're deeply concerned about her behavior.
Sam: Why's that?
Jim Montgomery: After she called this emergency meeting of the Board of Directors, we did a little research on Miss Howe, just to remind ourselves who she was. Turns out... she works for us. How about that!