Martin: Where you going?
Frasier: Down to the Empire Club. I've come to a moral decision. I'm going to insist that they give Niles my
membership.
Martin: Wow, that's a hell of a gesture.
Frasier: Yes, well, I put myself in Niles' place. After all, he's spent the last fifteen years diligently trying to climb Seattle's social ladder, then I waltz in and within two years I'm known throughout the city. To top it all off, I end up grabbing the prize he's wanted most of all. It just isn't fair.
Martin: You're a good kid, Frasier.
Frasier: Thank you, Dad. I might as well say this while I still can: "If anyone needs me... I'll be at my club."