Cliff: All right, I got it, I got it. The worst possible way to die?
Norm: Mm-hmm.
Cliff: Being eaten alive by rats.
Norm: No. I think I can do better than that. I'd say the worst way to die is to be sliding down a razor banister, okay? A greased razor banister.
Frasier: Wait, I've got it. To die alone, knowing that you have never been loved.
Norm: Come on, Frasier, if you're not even gonna try...