Roz: That was weird.
Frasier: I'll say. Who can't pick out their own scone?
Roz: No, I mean you and Niles. Usually that would have been a two-hour argument ending in tears and cursing in Italian.
Frasier: I'm afraid those days are over, Roz.
Roz: What happened?
Frasier: Well, it's a long story. Okay. When Niles was in the hospital and he was being wheeled into surgery, he looked so frail and vulnerable, so I... I took my case to a higher power.
[flashback:]
Frasier: [v.o.] Hello, God. It's me, Dr. Frasier Crane. Though I don't talk to you as often as perhaps I should, I want to thank you for all the times you've indulged me in the past. Although I have yet to see the inside of the Empire Club. Just kidding. Anyway, today I ask you to look after my brother Niles Crane. I love him, even if I don't always show it, and I regret all the time he and I have wasted in petty quarrels. If you spare him, Oh Lord, I promise to cherish every moment we have together.
[present:]
Roz: But Frasier, you don't think God is going to strike Niles down if you get in an argument, do you?
Frasier: Well, technically, the way it's structured, he'd come after me, seeing as I was the one who initiated the deal, you see. If I'd had more time, I might have worded things differently, but...