Catherine: Well thank you, Dr. Crane! First you screw things up with Marco, and now you're dumping me? God! And to think I was going to have sex with you. And it was going to be hot. Oh, like you've never had before. I'm talking steamy, sweat-dripping-down-your-back, neighbors-pounding-on-the-wall, illegal-in-forty-eight-states kind of sex. But, hey! You're okay, you won't be alone tonight. No, you've got your ethics. Oh, by the way, the fish was dry.
Frasier: Oh, that was a cheap shot!