Frasier: You're engaged right now in a psychological battle with your will. Now, you've got to bring to the foreground every weapon available. Promise yourself that if you smoke one more cigarette, you'll do the most disgusting, repulsive thing you can imagine.
Rebecca: Dr. Crane, I can't even imagine...
[Sam whistles as he enters the bar with a box of glasses]
Rebecca: Sam Malone, if I smoke another cigarette, I'll go to bed with you.
[After Sam drops the box of glasses, Rebecca goes to the back room and pulls the plug on the cigarette vending machine]
Rebecca: Darn thing's on the blink again.