Niles: Frasier, you're obviously making excuses. I'm going over tonight for my weekly visit, why don't you come along?
Frasier: Geez, I know I should, Niles. But I'm really in such a vulnerable state right now. The last thing I need is Seattle's reigning sourpuss taking potshots at me.
Niles: Is that what you're worried about?
Frasier: Yes!
Niles: Well, you have been out of touch. Our father's a changed man. Ever since he was shot, he's softened, with a whole new zest for life.
Frasier: Niles, I visited him in the hospital. He made his roommate cry, and the man was in a coma.