Carla: Still having problems with the computer, Sammy?
Sam: No, I think I've figured out what to do. [grabs a baseball bat] Kiss your keyboard good-bye.
Frasier: Sam! Sam, Sam, give me the bat. Come sit down. Now, I'm sure that Lilith would be delighted to help you with your computer. She tells me she has quite an affinity for machines. Naturally, you could have knocked me over with a feather.