Madame Lazora: Wait, wait, wait. I sense something. l... I feel a presence. [shaking and glasses rattling]
Carla: Oh, my God! It's Ed! Eddie's returned. [glasses jingling]
Frasier: Made you look, made you look!
Lilith: Frasier, don't be such an insensitive clod.
Frasier: Oh, come on! This is ridiculous! You know, there is a reason why she can't contact him. You've all overlooked one important thing. The man is dead, people! Was I the only one at the funeral? I mean, this is a sham. This woman is a fake, a charlatan, a mountebank.