Sam: Hey, Fras, new briefcase?
Frasier: No. It's my new portable cellular telephone, the answer to every busy therapist's prayers. You see, with this, I can instantly get in touch with patients in crisis. Who knows how many lives it may save?
Sam: Looks cool, too?
Frasier: Doesn't it?
Sam: Yeah. [phone rings]
Frasier: Oh, excuse me. Oh, geez. I seem to have forgotten the combination. [phone rings] I was certain I programmed Lilith's birthday so I'd remember it. Oh, no? My birthday. [ringing continues]
Sam: Frasier, that's getting a little annoying.
Frasier: Yeah, yeah. Of course. Freud's birthday.
Carla: [answers the pay phone] Hello. Cheers.