Martin: I hate singing and I hate Christmas and I'm going to bed!
Frasier: Dad, what happened?
Martin: Well, I went into my song and everything was going fine. Then we come up to the high note, and I actually think I'm going to hit it for once. Then I look over and I see Eddie. He's got his head buried in the Christ Child's cradle. Well, I guess he mistook the Christ Child for one of his chew toys because he grabs a hold of it in his teeth and starts shaking it. So, the Virgin Mary grabbed hold of its legs, well, you know how Eddie likes a good tug-of-war, so they're going at it, then Eddie runs out of there with it still in his mouth and half the population of Bethlehem chasing after him. I never should have agreed to be in that pageant.