Daphne: I wish I could remember what it is I forgot to do. Oh well, you know what they say. If you can't remember, it probably wasn't important anyway.
[Martin angrily stomps into the apartment, soaking wet.]
Frasier: Dad.
Daphne: Oh, no!
Frasier: You are dripping.
Martin: Yeah, that's what'll happen when you're standing out on in the rain waiting for your ride.
Daphne: Mr. Crane, I am so sorry!
Martin: What the hell were you thinking?
Frasier: Venting these emotions is all well and good, Dad, but I just had these floors waxed!