Frasier1993

Dr. Frasier Crane:
[Frasier and Roz are playing Mr. and Mrs. Claus.] Oh, Roz! There you are, I was beginning to worry about you.

Roz Doyle:
Well, you should have! I am on the verge of a complete breakdown! Shopping was a disaster! And when I went to slip into this darling little costume, my pants split.

Dr. Frasier Crane:
Oh!

Roz Doyle:
And on top of all that, I can't stop thinking about my mom! How am I going to tell her [that she's pregnant]?

Dr. Frasier Crane:
Well, Roz, if you'd like, I could tell her for you.

Roz Doyle:
Are you kidding? She's gonna be mad enough that *I* waited three months to tell her, the only thing worse would be to hear it from someone else!

Dr. Frasier Crane:
Well, it's entirely possible she already knows.

Roz Doyle:
No way, the only person who knows she's spoken to is you--Oh my God! Frasier!!

Dr. Frasier Crane:
[welcoming first girl] OK! Ho-ho-ho, who's first?

Roz Doyle:
What is wrong with you? I'm going to kill you!

Sally:
You're going to kill Santa?

Dr. Frasier Crane:
No, little girl, Mrs. Claus just wants to *kiss* me.

Roz Doyle:
Yeah, I'll kiss you. Come 'ere, I'll kiss you good!