Roz: You're lucky I made it at all. I took your advice and went down to that retirement home to finish off my community service..
Frasier: Oh, lot better than spearing trash, isn't it?
Roz: You tell me. I started playing checkers with this old man, Mr. Krantz? Well, things got a little competitive and he made a really bad move and I said, "You're a dead man!"
Frasier: Oh, dear. I think I see where this story is headed.
Roz: Mmm-hmm. A minute later, he's lying sprawled across the board, pieces are everywhere, the whole place is screaming. When I pulled him up, he still had a checker stuck to his forehead.