Frasier: Dad, I don't think you see how serious this is.
Martin: Oh. Will you give it a rest?
Frasier: Look, we're not getting along and it's not getting any better. I'm not sure how to say this, but uh- I- I'm afraid I'm going to have to-
Martin: I know what you're trying to say. You want what's best for both of us. You want to get me out of here. Then you can have your own space and I can have my own space. And can put an end to all this bickering.
Frasier: Well, yes. I guess it wasn't so hard to say after all.
Martin: Except for one thing. I'm not going.
Frasier: What?
Martin: Well, you want us to forge some great father-son relationship, to make some connection. Well, that kind of thing takes a couple of years, not a couple of days, doesn't it? You're the shrink.
Frasier: A couple of years?
Martin: Ah, it'll go by before you know it.
Frasier: Either that, or it'll seem like eternity.
Martin: I'm willing to give it a shot if you are.
Frasier: OK.