[Norm tries to prove that he is not Anton Kreitzer.]
Norm: Afternoon, everybody!
- -- Cheers, The Two Faces of Norm
Woody: What's going on, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: A flashing sign in my gut that says, ``Insert beer here.''
- -- Cheers, Call Me, Irresponsible
Sam: What can I get you, Norm?
Norm: [scratching his beard] Got any flea powder? Ah, just kidding.
Gimme a beer; I think I'll just drown the little suckers.
- -- Cheers, Two Girls for Every Boyd