Daphne: Dr. Crane, my Grammy Moon used to say...
[Frasier screams]
Martin: What are you trying to do, kill him?
Daphne: Don't blame this on me. She brought the bloody tape over.
Roz: Oh, so now this is all my fault. You saw that tape.
Daphne: I've seen your baby, too. She could stand to miss a meal or two.
Roz: She's a healthy baby!
Frasier: Oh, stop it. Stop it all of you. There is no hope. It's over. It's all over. [Sobs]
[Eddie rolls over on the floor.]
Martin: Well, look at that. I'm so proud of you, boy.
Frasier: Oh, Dad, you're just saying that.