Diane: The operator's putting through the call.
Frasier: Say, you know, Diane, even if you do get your mother, she wouldn't be able to be in Florence in time for the wedding this afternoon. She'd have to be in the air already.
Diane: Well, I know. I just want to tell her we're getting married. Oh, Frasier, look at that peasant woman standing over by the olive tree. Wouldn't that make a beautiful picture?
Frasier: The essence of Italy. Give your mother my love.
Diane: [to herself] Please, Sam, for once in your life, have done the right thing. Don't be at Cheers. Be on a plane.
[Meanwhile at Cheers:]
Cliff: No, as far as I know, Paul Revere never went to Florida. But... [phone rings]
Norm: Let me get it.
Carla: No, it's Sam's private line. The machine is going to pick it up.
Sam: [on the phone] Hi, this is Sam Malone.
[Back in Italy, Diane hangs up the pay phone at the sound of his voice]