[Frasier follows Martin into the kitchen]
Frasier: Dad, Niles and I are investors in the company that's tearing down Duke's. [Martin is silent] We didn't know! When we found out, we tried to get out of it, but we couldn't. Oh, geez, yell at me, Dad, will you please? Just hit me or something, hit me with your cane. Just don't stand there.
[Martin pours milk down the front of Frasier's robe. Frasier wipes it up and Martin puts the milk away.]
Martin: Let me see if I got this right: in the last year, you give my chair away, you lose my dog, and now you demolish my bar. What's next? I'm gonna find out you're the one who shot me in the hip?