Martin: Guess it just wasn't meant to be.
Daphne: But don't give up. There's a lid for every pot.
Niles: Mmm, that's right. Good things come to those who wait.
Martin: And there are plenty of fish in the sea.
Frasier: Dear God. I will choke on another platitude! Please, can't you say something helpful for once?
Martin: Well, I'm sorry if the material isn't fresh anymore. It isn't easy coming up with happy talk every time you can't make it work with a woman.
Frasier: "Every time I can't make it work with a woman"?
Martin: That's right. We wouldn't be in this situation if you hadn't blown it with Claire!
Frasier: Is that so?! [to Niles and Daphne] Do you all feel this way?
Daphne: I'll clear.
Niles: I'll help. [Niles and Daphne leave for the kitchen]
Frasier: I see. My own family has turned on me in my darkest hour. After a day of personal torment, I stagger homeward chapfallen... [Martin gives up and walks away] in search of comfort in the bosom of my family, but do they indulge me and permit me to suckle? No, instead they... [seeing nobody around] Well, I've said my piece.