Cliff: Ah, here we are wasting away in the desert. I never pictured that the four of us would go out like this.
Norm: How did you picture it, Cliff?
Cliff: Well, I pictured, uh, Sammy getting topped by a jealous husband. Norm, I figured you'd, you know, heart attack. Frasier, here...
Frasier: Cliff, l- I don't want to hear it.
Cliff: You bet you don't.