Frasier: Well now, Renata, you know, I am a psychiatrist. And, um, if you're having problems with your mother I'd be glad to listen.
Renata: You mean you want me to tell you all my problems like those gomers on your show? Like you care.
Frasier: I do care about the gomers. I even care about you.
Renata: Don't make me hurl! [Frasier gives up]