Frasier: Have you told Sam how the fire started?
Rebecca: Oh, yeah, I told him, and, uh, he kissed me, and he hugged me, and he- he told me what a big person I was to tell him.
Frasier: You didn't tell him, did you?
Rebecca: Of course not, you moron!
Frasier: Rebecca, don't you realize that unless you tell him, your guilt will get progressively worse? You'll start to shake. You'll get the cold sweats, insomnia, nervousness. Suddenly one morning, you'll wake up, and you'll be paralyzed from fear and guilt.
Rebecca: I can live with that. It'll just be like every other Monday.